My whole family abuses me? Then I will abuse the whole family!

Fang Hanchuan looked at him sweating profusely and sneered in his heart, "I don't know... If your son can't get into Yongchang No. 1 Middle School, his future will be over. He has to find some connections to get into the middle school."

"I heard that your father-in-law has been in a lot of trouble recently, and the rival family wants to pull him down and replace him."

Zhao Huaimin pleaded, "Chief, I will take care of it. Please have mercy on me."

Fang Hanchuan just smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait for your good news."

Zhao Huaimin hunched his body and retreated.

It was not until there was no one around the corner that he relaxed. His steps were a little unsteady, and his expression was extremely sad.

Smiling at myself, is this retribution?

The wound on his forehead was aching slightly, so Zhao Huaimin took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered it with it.

He Jianguo did write a self-introduction letter back then, but he destroyed it long ago.

Only four people knew the contents of the letter.

The other three are dead.

This confirmed that Lin Zhen had indeed returned.

Lin Zhen actually asked the Fang family to deal with him so quickly.

With a sneer, a woman who has died once is different. She can put aside her pride and pride to please a man, and rely on a man to get to the top and persuade him to achieve her goals.

But that’s about it.

Today Fang Hanchuan showed him the evidence and did not punish him, which means he still wanted to protect him and give him one last chance.

He was reluctant to give up the fat piece of meat called the steel plant.

......

Early in the morning on the fifth day of the New Year, An Feng drove the maroon Santana to Wen Jing's house.

He had previously given Wen Jing his home phone number and asked her to call him if she had any problems.

If you have a free driver and high-quality hostages, you might as well use them.

An Feng was busy helping them move their luggage without asking any questions.

Wen Jing gave Wang Lele one hundred yuan and asked him to take the bus back home to visit his relatives.

Wang Lele was stunned. It turned out that the train ticket yesterday was bought for him.

But he didn't want to go back to see his biological mother, and he didn't want to face those relatives. If he didn't accept the money, "Can I...can I not go back?"

Wen Jing refused mercilessly, "There are six people now, even if An An is only a few months old, it is considered overload."

"This is Officer An. As a police officer, he must abide by traffic rules."

"It's already the fifth day of the new year. If you don't go back and check, they will definitely come to my place and cause trouble."

Wang Lele was about to cry, "I really don't want to go back..."

Wen Jing looked at him with a cold face, saying nothing, yet she said everything.

Wang Lele was so scared that she held back her tears and took the money. "I...I'll go back...Is it okay for me to go back..."

Wenjing went back to the house to check whether the gas, water and electricity were turned off. After making sure everything was turned off, she locked the door and got into the car.

"Hurry up and go to the station. It's still early. If you miss it, you won't be able to catch the train."

Wang Lele pouted in grievance, watching the car drive away and disappear around the corner, his face instantly darkening.

Looking at the money in his hand, he let out a sigh.

"Where are the beggars sent away?"

He looked back at the house and saw that the door was closed tightly.

He didn't have a key to get into the house, but the landlady did.

He turned around and knocked on the landlady's door.

Xu Ye glanced at the phantom, his eyes flashing, "Sister, your big son is stealing things."

Wen Jing said calmly, "I'm just afraid he won't steal." She supported her face with one hand and looked at the scene rapidly receding outside the window, "What's their attitude?"

Xu Ye: "Threatened him."

Wen Jing blinked and breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

Their conversation was so weird that it sent chills down An Feng's spine.

Ever since Wen Jing said that she was possessed by Lin Zhen's ghost that day, she hasn't slept well.

"Your son... stepson steals things, don't you teach him a lesson?"

Wen still looked out the window, "Teach him, why not? I've been teaching him for so long, but he won't change his ways. What can I do?"

An Feng choked and stopped talking, driving seriously.

As the sun sets, a maroon Santana appears at the intersection.

He Jianjun arrived at the intersection early and waited there, and Shitou was there too.

When he saw the car, He Jianjun's eyes sparkled and he stretched his neck to look at the people in the car.

Wen Jing rolled down the car window and smiled brightly, "Teacher He, Happy New Year."

He Jianjun also laughed, tears welling up in his eyes, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."

Wen Jing brought back a lot of gifts for the children this time.

I bought these gifts early in the morning. I saw them when I was shopping at the wholesale market and bought them.

Most of them are books, which teach how to establish correct thoughts and morals, as well as some Three Character Classic and Thousand Character Classic.

Another part is notebooks and pencils.

Most of the kids in Ning'an Martial Arts School have never been to school properly, so it's good enough for them to recognize a few characters.

Still have to learn to write.

The children were very interested in the books and were discussing what was in the pictures and what stories were told.

He Jianjun was helpless. “I can only recognize a few words myself, so I can’t teach them.”

Wen Juan said, "It's okay. I finished elementary school anyway. I know all these characters."

"I'll just teach them during this time."

He Jianjun smiled gratefully, "Thank you very much."

An Feng had a lot of questions to ask Wen Jing, so after dinner, Wen Jing took him for a walk on the playground.

Xu Ye squatted at the edge of the playground and looked at the two of them with an unhappy expression.

An Feng couldn't help but ask, "Why do you want me to give those things to my great uncle? Falsifying evidence is against the law."

Wen Jing turned her head and looked at him, "Are you going to arrest me?"

An Feng was stunned for a moment. "If you do this, even if you arrest Zhao Huaimin, you won't be able to convict him without evidence."

Wen Jing stretched her arms, looked up at the starry sky, and said nonchalantly, "If there is no evidence, then create evidence."

An Feng instantly understood what she was going to do.

"Don't do this, it's too dangerous."

Wen Jing smiled brightly, and the starry sky behind her seemed to dim a lot. "If I don't go to hell, who will? Since I'm in hell, he must die."

......

Ding Huiyun watched her husband busy packing his things, "Huaimin, why are you asking us to go abroad during the Chinese New Year? I won't go."

Zhao Huaimin opened a black plastic bag, which contained neatly stacked banknotes. He carefully placed the money in the compartment of the suitcase with a smile on his face. "Go and have fun. Just come back after a while."

Ding Huiyun looked at the big bag of money and estimated that there were about 200,000 yuan.

"Where did you get so much money?"

Zhao Huaimin stacked the money neatly and said, "This is the steel mill's money. Keep it with you first. Don't let your father know."

Ding Huiyun understood instantly, "Did my dad ask you for money again?"