Chapter 172 Going to the Imperial Capital

The factory manager followed her line of sight and frowned, "Why did she come here?"

"That woman is the accountant." Liu Ping explained to Song Zhaodi.

Song Zhaodi smiled and said, "I guessed it. Your factory let that kind of woman manage the money? Factory director."

"She doesn't care about accounts." The factory manager said, "She usually keeps accounts."

Song Zhaodi: "I heard the factory manager speak just now, and I know that the factory manager is a sensible person. I also don't think you can let that kind of woman manage the accounts."

The factory manager frowned slightly, what is this woman's origin? She speaks in a very loud voice. What kind of immortal did Jin Lihui provoke: "She is not well educated, graduated from junior high school, and if no one manages the money, I will manage it myself, and I will not let her touch it."

"The factory manager is wise." Song Zhaodi complimented. When the voice fell, Jin Lihui and a man in his forties came in. The two entered the house, and the woman paused outside before entering.

Song Zhaodi turned to face the woman, seeing that she was about the same height as Liu Ping, average-looking, and not a beautiful woman, so she was somewhat surprised. She thought that Jin Lihui would find a woman who looked like him... However, Song Zhaodi didn't care about this: "Have you got the money?"

"Liu Ping and Li Hui have long since divorced, why should we give her money?!" The woman said first.

Liu Ping: "Just by—"

"Don't talk." Song Zhaodi interrupted her, "I told Jin Lihui just now that if I don't give money today, people in Yongcheng tomorrow or the day after tomorrow know that Jin Lihui is a contemporary Chen Shimei. If you don't believe me, let's try it."

The woman opened her mouth: "Don't, don't think she's the teacher's daughter, you just—"

"Master?!" The factory manager exclaimed, turned to Jin Lihui, and looked at him in disbelief.

Song Zhaodi said with a smile: "Want to say that we used power to bully others? Then you are wrong. Liu Ping's father retired early, and now not only is he not a teacher, he is not here, and he is living in Binhai."

"You, I..." The woman was stuck, "her father is not here, and you are. Don't think I don't know, your husband is the head of the regiment."

Song Zhaodi turned to the factory director: "You can see clearly whether we used our power to bully others." After speaking, he turned to Jin Lihui's wife, "Since you think we are bullying others, then we will bully others. Xiao Guo, go and take the man who built the house for Jin Lihui. People came here, how did you build it in the first place, and how did you tear it down for me today!"

The woman's face changed suddenly: "You dare!?"

"I dare!" Song Zhaodi said. "The house was paid by Liu Ping's parents. We have evidence. The police came and watched us demolish it. Liu Ping, Xiao Guo, let's go!"

The factory manager said quickly: "Wait, Comrade Song, if you have something to say, please say something."

"I can't talk about it properly." Song Zhaodi glanced at Jin Lihui, "He is the enemy of the Liu family, not the son-in-law of the Liu family, so I don't need to talk to him. Either give the money and write clearly why you gave Liu Ping two hundred dollars. Dollars, or we go to demolish the house, those two options."

The woman opened her mouth: "That house belongs to Liu Ping's son."

"Liu Ping is not dead yet." Song Zhaodi said, "The property of the parents belongs to the children, that is after the death of the parents. As long as Liu Ping is still alive, her house belongs to her. Take down the bricks and tiles and give them to others. My son doesn't care." After a pause, "If you still think I lied to you, I'll give you time to go to the court and ask the judge for advice. But don't exceed 5:30, we'll be back at 5:30."

Whether it was saying "see the newspaper" just now, or Song Zhaodi's mention of the court now, there is no need to rely on "potential". The factory manager knew that once Song Zhaodi was provoked and asked her husband, the head of the group, this matter would be known to everyone: "Xiaojin, you and Comrade Liu Ping have divorced, so you should return the things of Comrade Liu Ping. to people."

"Factory director..." Jin Lihui glanced at his wife subconsciously, "I, we—"

Song Zhaodi was a little impatient: "Give me a word or not, I'll give you three minutes to discuss." Glancing at her watch, "As soon as three minutes arrive, we'll leave."

Jin Lihui looked at his wife.

The woman looked at Liu Ping and then at Song Zhaodi.

Song Zhaodi smiled at her: "I won't wait until it's out of date."

"Give it to her." The woman gritted her teeth, "but you have to ask Liu Ping to write us a letter of guarantee, and you are not allowed to come to our house from now on."

Liu Ping sneered: "Who rarely goes to your house?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Song Zhaodi frowned, "Hurry up and write, let's go back."

Liu Ping said "um" and asked the factory manager to borrow paper and a pen. Then he gave Jin Lihui the guarantee, took the guarantee and the money Jin Lihui gave her and said, "Song, sister-in-law, let's go."

"Director, I've caused you trouble." Song Zhaodi said goodbye to the factory manager and took Liu Ping and guard Xiao Guo out.

When they came, Song Zhaodi had told Qu Zhuangzhuang's father, asking him to wait for them at the pier. When they got to the pier and boarded Father Qu's boat, the three returned to the island before five o'clock.

After getting off the boat, Song Zhaodi called Xiao Guo back to the camp.

Liu Ping waited for Xiao Guo to walk away before saying, "Well, thank you."

"Finally, let me say something human." Song Zhaodi glanced at her, "I will go to Yongcheng when I have nothing to do in the future. If I want to buy something, I will go directly to Hangcheng. Everything there is complete."

Liu Ping said "um": "You give my mother a call."

"You can't fight yourself? Song Zhaodi asked.

Liu Ping choked and hesitantly said, "She, always quarrels with me."

"Okay, I see." Song Zhaodi waved at her, signaling her to get out of the way. When I got home, I called Mrs. Duan and told her that Liu Ping had given up completely. Then I persuaded Mrs. Duan to call her again after Liu Ping and stop arguing with Liu Ping.

Sister-in-law Duan was stunned for a while, and then said that she had never quarreled with Liu Ping. When she heard that it was Liu Ping, she hung up the phone directly.

Song Zhaodi immediately understood what Liu Ping was hesitating about. However, she did not tell Mrs. Duan, so that Mrs. Duan would call the hospital to scold Liu Ping. After chatting with her for a while, hung up on the grounds of cooking.

Zhenxing, Dawa, and Gengsheng were growing up. Old Qi felt that the food at school was not as good as that at home, so he told the three of them that he would go to his house for a good meal on Sunday.

Dawa could see that Qi Lao liked him very much, so he was not polite to him. As soon as he left the school gate, he went to Normal University to find Zhenxing, and dragged Zhenxing to Qi's hometown to eat good food.

Song Zhaodi went to pick vegetables in the yard, and when she was about to cook dinner, Regen also returned to the dormitory. When I entered the door, I saw a large package of things on the table, and I was delighted: "Who brought it?"

"An alumnus of the Department of Hydraulic Engineering brought it in." The elder brother in the rehabilitated dormitory said, "Why didn't your mother come in to find you these two times? Stop our classmates at the school gate and ask someone to bring things in. Come a few more times. The whole school should know about it."

Gengsheng: "My grandfather told her not to disturb me again. She did it on purpose, wishing to be mad at my grandfather."

"What kind of hatred do you have with your mother?" Big Brother was curious.

Gengsheng: "It's almost a revenge for killing my father."

"This..." Everyone didn't expect that, Big Brother tried to ask, "Are you kidding me?"

Gengsheng: "No. It's really such a big revenge. But she didn't dare to kill me, and she was afraid that I would have a future in the future, so she tried to take revenge on her and her husband."

"Zhong Gengsheng, I heard someone drove you here last week. What is your grandfather doing?"

Gengsheng: "I don't say it's for your own good, don't ask." He walked to the table and distributed the things to the roommates. "In the future, she will ask others to deliver things. You should eat, don't wait for me to come back."

"These were bought by your own mother after all."

Gengsheng: "My mother is just a name. In school, I can't say that she is my mother. Even if you throw things in the trash, I won't blame you." There are two more boxes. Wheat milk essence, "This woman has brought the same things several times. She doesn't have a list. She bought it according to the list."

"It's possible. Your mother gave you three times in total, and we found that all three times were exactly the same."

Gengsheng pouted: "It is estimated that she asked her driver to buy it."

"Didn't she buy it herself?" Big Brother asked.

Gengsheng: "Do you think she has this heart?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

Gengsheng smiled: "Anyway, she won't be able to jump around for long. If there is still food to eat now, you can eat it with your belly open. You won't be able to eat it if you want to."

"What's the meaning?"

Gengsheng: "I don't know either, my grandfather said it."

People didn't believe it, but they didn't talk about it, so they didn't ask, and they couldn't ask. Seeing Gengsheng really didn't care, the seven people who were not very wealthy listened to Gengsheng's words - not being polite to him.

On November 1st of the solar calendar, the Winter Clothes Festival, Song Zhaodi came back from school and found a letter in the mailbox. He turned it over to see that it was a rebirth, and quickly opened the letter.

The letter said that there were several men in his grandfather's circle whose wives had died. Because Liu Ping was too inconvenient, he hadn't told Elder Qi about it, and hoped that Song Zhaodi would tell Elder Qi in person.

Liu Ping had no brains. Song Zhaodi was afraid that she would go to Jin's house again in a few days. She planned to put her affairs aside and introduce her to Shen Xuancheng first. So Song Zhaodi called Old Qi when she got inside the house.

The nanny aunt answered the call, and Mrs. Qi was not at home. Song Zhaodi told her that when Elder Qi came back, please call her back.

In the evening, after the five members of the Zhong family had finished eating, Elder Qi called. Qi Lao hopes that Song Zhaodi will go to the imperial capital in person. Song Zhaodi had to go to class, so after a week's walk, she asked Mrs Qi if she could come over during the winter vacation.

Qi Lao said that there is no problem.

The two settled on this matter, and Song Zhaodi would look at the calendar every morning.

On November 26, on Sunday morning, Zhong Jianguo saw her flipping the calendar again, and he couldn't bear it any longer: "Why are you so active when talking about matchmaking?"

"Say the matchmaking is small, and the relationship with the Xiao family is a big deal." Song Zhaodi said, "Even if the Xiao family doesn't help us, that woman knows that I can help the Xiao family's daughter introduce a good marriage relationship, and she doesn't dare to go to the Imperial Capital University to bother you again. I'm here for my son."

Zhong Jianguo nodded: "Xing Xing Xing, you are right. But can you ask me, Zhong Jianguo, how many days until the winter vacation?"

"You can sleep in the guest room if you think I'm annoying you." Song Zhaodi said, "I didn't stop you."

Sanwa Dale: "Dad, I'll help you make the bed."

"Your skin is itchy again." Zhong Jianguo glared at him, "Go help your brother make a fire, don't be mad at me here."

Sanwa: "Cooking porridge on the stove, setting fire to the fire, second brother cooking, nothing to do with me. Mother, can you go to the imperial capital and bring me a piece?"

"Not good." Song Zhaodi said, "I won't bring any of the three of you."

Sanwa: "You don't have to take the second brother, but you have to take me there."

"Why?" Song Zhaodi was curious.

Sanwa: "Because I am your youngest son, the most beloved youngest son."

"You are old and young." Song Zhaodi said, "but the seven of you are all the same in my heart, and no one hurts the most. I think too much."

Sanwa choked and grabbed Song Zhaodi's arm: "Mother, my mother—"

"No no no, your mother's name is Bai Hua, and I am your stepmother." Song Zhaodi reminded him.

Sanwa wanted to cry: "Dad!"

"Your mother is right." Zhong Jianguo said.

Sanwa let go of Song Zhaodi and ran to the kitchen. When she ran to the kitchen, she said, "Second brother, mother said we are not his sons."

The living room is not far from the kitchen, the three of them did not deliberately lower their voices, and Erwa heard clearly: "Mother said that she is not our mother, but did not say that we are not her son."right?"

"The second baby is the best." Song Zhaodi praised, "Is the dish ready?"

Erwa: "It's almost ready. You can pull the table and set the bench."

"Second brother, mother said that, you are not sad?" Sanwa failed to achieve a plan, so she had another plan.

Erwa glanced at him: "I know what my mother thinks. Sanwa, mother goes to the imperial capital to match others, what are you doing in the imperial capital?"

"I'll protect my mother!" Sanwa said without hesitation.