Chapter 70: Jiaojiao is spoiled by the rough man

She has always loved these precious grandchildren. If Jiang Shuzhen proposed to take the two grandchildren back to her parents' home, she would definitely contribute money and effort and prepare some decent gifts.

But Jiang Panhua's words made people confused.

From Jiang Shuzhen's perspective, she just saw Jiang Panhua putting her hand into the child's clothes, but she thought about it again and again, and finally pursed her lips slightly and said nothing.

"Mom, it's getting late. Please give me some money so I can take the child back to my parents' home. Don't worry, I will go back to see my mom and take the child to meet my grandmother and a few aunts before I bring the child back. It will only take three to five days at most."

Unable to bear Qinggui's crying any longer, Zhao Ying quickly turned around and went back to the bedroom to find a handkerchief, and then took out one dollar and fifty cents from the box.

"Okay, good boy, stop crying. Go back with your mother to see grandma and come back quickly. Do you hear me?"

Jiang Panhua reluctantly handed the one dollar and fifty cents to her. Watching her twisting her waist and carrying the child out of the house, Zhao Ying took several breaths before he calmed down.

"Mom, they are her own children after all. Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. Don't worry. They will be back in a few days."

With the storybooks Xu Yan gave her last night, Su Wanwan's broadcasting work throughout the morning was extremely easy.

The contents of the storybook were almost identical to the stories she wrote in her radio scripts, all of which were interesting little stories with a strong propaganda flavor.

After playing it for the entire morning, Su Wanwan even couldn't put it down.

This is too easy!

Putting down these storybooks, Su Wanwan prepared to come over during lunch break to perform the contemporary quotations of young people with propaganda slogans.

"Wanwan, your broadcasting is getting better day by day. Today's story is better than the previous few days!"

Before Secretary Wang stepped over the threshold, the voice had already come in from outside.

Su Wanwan quickly stuffed the storybook into the drawer, leaving only the previously written broadcast script on the table.

"Since our radio station was re-established, your broadcasting skills have become more and more impressive. If you have a few more years of experience, I think it would be a waste of your talent if you go to the radio station in the future!"

Secretary Wang walked into the radio station with his hands behind his back, smiling. Su Wanwan quickly stood up from her seat, "Don't praise me, Secretary Wang. I just came up with this idea by accident."

"It doesn't matter. Just do what you want to do. Our radio station depends on you." Secretary Wang said as he took out a form from his bag. "Come on, Wanwan, take a look at this first."

"What is this?" Su Wanwan picked up the form handed to her by Secretary Wang and took a quick glance at it - her eyes stopped directly on the title of the form.

Report Xu Yan!

"Secretary Wang, didn't you ask all the young people in the village to come to your office last time? We don't know anything, so why should we fill this out?"

Su Wanwan's palms were sweating slightly as she held this thin form.

Looking at Secretary Wang's attitude and thinking about the attitudes of those people who came down from the town, Su Wanwan's ominous premonition became even stronger.

She couldn't sleep well last night because of these things, and things really got worse today.

"Last time it was just a temporary verbal inquiry, but Wanwan, your father also told you, right? Xu Laosan suddenly drove a car out of the mountain. The seriousness of this matter is much more serious than you think."

Su Wanwan remained silent.

Father Su Yang always goes out early and comes back late. Sometimes, he comes back after they have all gone to bed at night. In the morning, before they all get up, he takes his meal and goes to the village office again.

It was harder than climbing to the sky for Su Wanwan to get news about the village from her father.

"So...what is the worst possible outcome for him?"

Su Wanwan silently put down the form, her heart in a mess.

The scenes of last night kept flashing in her mind.

"Wanwan, don't feel any psychological pressure. I've already processed this form. None of you signed your names on it. It's an anonymous report. In the end, this matter has nothing to do with any of you. Just write down what you know."

Without directly answering Su Wanwan's question, Secretary Wang just repeatedly assured that no one else would be implicated, and then hurried to deliver the forms to other young people.

Su Wanwan sat in the radio station like a wooden chicken, and her good mood for the whole morning was suddenly gone.

She would not fill in any information that was unfavorable to Xu Yan in the report, but what if other people in the village wanted to make trouble on this issue?

Last night Xu Yan said that the matter was urgent and he had to go to the county town or the provincial capital to find some people to solve the problem. What was the success rate?

Thoughts were flying around in his mind, and Su Wanwan didn't even notice the young people who were walking towards the radio station.

It was not until the young man at the head completed the registration of his name and it was the turn of the number next to her that she finally came to her senses. She hurriedly placed the Quotations of the Times on the table, and quietly took the report and retreated to the entrance of the radio station.

There is a fixed broadcast time for the Quotations of the Times at noon every day.

The young people in the village were already used to it and did not need Su Wanwan's guidance. Each of them spontaneously selected a quotation that suited them and read it out. After reading, they consciously left the radio station.

"Why is she here? Why does she dare to show up in public?"

There was a faint sound of discussion beneath the broadcast. Su Wanwan looked up and suddenly met the gaze of Zhong Qingqing who was not far away.

"stop!"

After Su Wanwan said this, Zhong Qingqing actually stopped using her crutches.

"Don't go any further, in case you sprain your ankle again."

Hearing that Su Wanwan was referring to the last time she was wrongly accused in the clinic, Zhong Qingqing's expression became even uglier.

Other young people around heard about the farce in the town last night. The young people that Yan Wenxuan brought with him last night had been unrestrained in the village. Whenever there was something big or small, the information in the village would spread quickly. In just half a day, the little trick that Zhong Qingqing and Yan Wenxuan had planned had spread throughout the village.

But since there was no solid evidence, the village party secretary and the village chief naturally would not intervene, and only rumors spread everywhere.

But this village is very small, and a little gossip can ruin a person's reputation. Although Zhong Qingqing knew this truth very well, she was afraid of angering Yan Wenxuan and did not dare to say anything more.

Yan Wenxuan didn't reveal their meeting in the dilapidated temple because he had received money from her last time. If there was any other movement and Yan Wenxuan was annoyed, it would be hard to guess what he would say.

Just in case, Zhong Qingqing had to swallow her anger even if it meant her reputation was ruined.

"Last time you tried to extort money from the village chief but failed, so now you're doing it yourself?" Among those who came to record the Quotations of the Times, there were several young women who had moved to the countryside from the city.

As young people who went to the countryside together, these people were not friendly towards Zhong Qingqing.