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

Wang Dahai became extremely nervous when he thought of this. What if Lin Zhen had given some evidence to He Jianjun back then?

The unrealistic guess in my heart surfaced again.

Could it be that Lin Zhen has really come back?

Thinking about the bitch who ate half of the pig's trotter soup last night and the layers of protection above it, I felt relieved.

Whether you are a human or a ghost, if you can die once, you can die a second time.

It's just that the dosage is not too large, so the effect is slow, which can allow that bitch to live a few more days.

We can't let her get into trouble in the next few days.

"I'm sorry, I was just angry, did I hurt you?"

Brother Biao quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, I messed up. Director, you are right to be angry."

Wang Dahai saw that he was sensible and didn't say much, "You've been working hard recently, go back and have a rest first. Just keep an eye on that bitch these days. If there's anything she does, come back and tell me, and I'll make arrangements."

Brother Biao felt relieved when he heard him say this.

"it is good."

After Brother Biao left, Wang Dahai thought about it and decided to go to the factory director's office.

This time, Zhao Huaimin didn't drink tea, but was looking at some documents.

Seeing Wang Dahai coming, he looked anxious and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Wang Dahai walked over quickly and sat down, "That bitch went to find He Jianjun."

When Zhao Huaimin heard this name, his expression became serious.

"Why would she go to He Jianjun for no reason?"

"I don't know either." Wang Dahai said with a frown.

"Did you deal with all the things you did back then?" Zhao Huaimin's tone was a little cold.

Wang Dahai felt a chill down his spine at his tone. He was originally quite confident about something, but suddenly he was unsure. "It should...it should be handled cleanly."

"What do you mean by should? He Jianjun was at the scene that year. If he got hold of something, all of us would be doomed!"

Wang Dahai was so scared that he stuttered, "No, no, that's impossible. He Jianjun made trouble in several places back then, but apart from the money, he didn't produce any evidence."

Zhao Huaimin felt relieved when he heard his words.

Well, if there was evidence, He Jianjun, with his reckless personality, would have made a fuss long ago. Why would he wait until ten years later?

"Have you figured out Wen Jing's background? How could she know He Jianjun for no reason?"

This is also what Wang Dahai couldn't figure out. "To be honest, I really think Lin Zhen is back. Otherwise, why would she go to He Jianjun for no reason? Back then, Lin Zhen hated He Jianguo the most and even went to He Jianjun to make trouble several times."

Zhao Huaimin was silent for a while, thinking about it over and over in his mind, but he couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation.

He also began to believe it a little. All the abnormal things were proving that Lin Zhen was back.

Forget it. Although he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, he would rather believe in them than not believe in them.

"Then just treat it as Lin Zhen coming back. Since it's a ghost, go and ask someone to take it away."

Wang Dahai nodded, "Okay, I'll ask someone to invite Zhang Daxian over right away."

Zhao Huaimin was somewhat speechless. "Don't be so hasty. Is that Zhang Daxian reliable?"

Wang Dahai nodded frantically, seeming to have great trust in Zhang Daxian, "He is reliable. He was the one who came to my house to perform the ritual last time."

Zhao Huaimin became even more worried, but he didn't say anything. After Wang Dahai left, he took the landline on the table and made a call.

......

Wen Jing finished the first day of Sanda training. The stars in her eyes were gone and she felt nothing left to live for.

She practiced the basics of Sanda for a whole day today. The first step is to practice standing posture and physical fitness. Her whole body is sore and painful.

Although He Jianjun is easy to talk to, it is not easy to talk to people when he is teaching them martial arts. He beats those who deserve to be beaten and scolds those who deserve to be scolded, without any politeness at all.

He became the same as when we first met, sitting on a chair, exercising with a stone dumbbell in one hand, and then taking out the long bamboo pole that had been coiled up to a shiny patina, and hitting anyone he didn't like with the pole, causing them severe pain.

Wen Jing even felt that He Jianjun was deliberately disliking her.

Lin Zhen said, "That's not the case. He Jianjun is not that stingy."

Just as he finished speaking, a voice came from the side, "Hiss! Master, please be gentler!"

"If you're being gentle, you won't practice. Do it well. Don't be lazy. Don't think I didn't see it!"

Wen Jing felt a little relieved when she saw the two six or seven-year-old children who were sleeping late were dug out of their beds by He Jianjun to practice martial arts. They were doing horse stance with a look of despair on their faces, and were hit by He Jianjun with a stick if they were a little lazy.

Wen Jing returned to the county town as if she was carrying a mountain on her back. She did not go back to Wang's house first, but went to a restaurant.

She was so hungry that her stomach was sticking to her back.

She didn’t dare to eat anything from the Wang family now. She felt she would die if she went hungry for another night.

It’s better to eat outside before going back.

There are still quite a lot of people in the restaurant at this time. The steel factory workers have all gone home from work, and many of them are eating here.

Wenjing bought a huge portion of vegetarian noodles, which was large, filling and cheap.

She only has about 60 yuan left on her. She has been spending money like water these days and has not gotten any money from Wang Dahai yet, so she tries to save as much as possible.

While eating noodles, I heard a quarrel at the next table.

Young woman: "Mom, I want to divorce him. I can't live like this anymore."

Middle-aged woman: "Well, just eat your meal, why are you bringing this up?"

Young woman: "I am now infertile and I only have a daughter. How am I going to live in his family in the future?"

Middle-aged woman: "Family planning is getting stricter and stricter now. If you are infertile, then just don't have it. You don't have to suffer the pain of getting an IUD."

Young woman: "Mom, you know that his mother wanted a grandchild so badly that she forced me to drink those folk remedies, which caused me to have a miscarriage and lose my fertility. They will definitely use this to argue with me in the future. Rather than being kicked out of their house at that time, I might as well take this opportunity to divorce him."

The middle-aged woman lowered her voice and cursed, "How could you think so? You don't cherish the good conditions of the Wang family. Who would dare to marry you, a divorced and infertile woman? Besides, Xuanxuan is still so young. She just turned eight this year. Can you be so cruel and ignore her?"

Young woman: "Then I will take Xuanxuan away and raise her by myself!"

The middle-aged woman said, "Why are you so stubborn? You are only concerned about yourself and you are getting a divorce now. Then Xuanxuan will definitely be called a bastard who was born by a father but not raised by a father. How can Xuanxuan hold her head up in front of others in the future?"

Wen Jing ate noodles silently, turned her head to look at the mother and daughter, and turned back.

An acquaintance!

Suddenly I felt that this bowl of bland noodles was really delicious.