520 Picking up garbage and marrying into a wealthy family

"Hey, young man, what did this guy of mine do to you? I just got a call from this old man and rushed over here. I didn't even hear what happened clearly..."

The sturdy lady was still reasonable. Hearing Sang Wan's contemptuous tone and unforgiving attitude, she rubbed the remaining flour on her hands on her apron, and walked towards Sang Wan and Xiang Huanian with an apologetic look.

"He sexually harassed me."

Be direct, frank and without any embarrassment.

As soon as these words came out, the expression of the tough lady was obviously stunned for a moment.

Then, as if she had digested the huge amount of information in Sang Wan's words, the sturdy lady suddenly jumped up, turned around and gave the old man who looked timid and avoided her eyes a super loud slap.

Everyone: “!”

Many of the onlookers felt as if they were hit themselves, covering half of their cheeks with frowns.

After Sang Wan finished speaking, the old man knew that he could not escape being beaten. He lowered his head and said nothing, but still grinned and touched the side of his face that was beaten.

Perhaps he was used to it, the old man just rubbed his face for a while and then put down his hands that were covering his face. Then, all the onlookers, including Xiang Huanian, saw the red five-finger palm print on the old man's face.

To be honest, it was the first time that Xiang Huanian saw such a standard and bright red slap mark on someone's face.

In response to this, Xiang Huanian had only one sentence: Well done.

"Well, I didn't know this old man did such an immoral thing. If I had known, I wouldn't have come here. We won't pay the fine. Let's lock him up and teach him a lesson!"

After slapping the old man, the fierce lady calmed down her anger, turned around and apologized to Xiang Huanian and Sang Wan embarrassedly. At the same time, she also expressed her determination not to "bail out" the old man.

grandfather:

"No, why? It's just 500 yuan. What's wrong with you just paying it to me? There are so many people at home. My precious grandson will be home for dinner tomorrow. If he sees that I'm missing, he'll definitely ask about it... and say that I'm in police custody. How embarrassing!"

The old man couldn't believe that he was abandoned like this, and he muttered in dissatisfaction.

But the old lady gave the old man a fierce look and he fell silent instantly, but he was still muttering something in a low voice.

"If you knew you were embarrassed, you shouldn't have harassed them in the first place! Do you think you're right? Just stay quiet. Don't worry, if they ask, I'll say you won a lottery and went somewhere cool to escape the heat!"

The police station, which is cool, iron cage-like, and indeed suitable for escaping the summer heat, is exactly as the description of the tough lady said.

Perhaps because he felt sorry for the money, the old man compromised.

"By the way, do you want us family members to deliver food, or do you provide it here... Oh, you provide it here? I'm so sorry, it saves me a lot of trouble, but it will waste a lot of your public grain. You don't have to feed him well, just give him some plain porridge or steamed buns and pickles every day, just keep him alive, let him suffer a little, and think twice before you have any evil intentions in the future..."

The tough old lady was cruel. Not only did she abandon the old man at the police station, she also specifically instructed the police officers to "take good care of" the old man.

The old man now looked like a wilted bean sprout, with no life in his eyes.

This tough lady is truly a god.

Xiang Huanian gave a thumbs up to this lady in his heart.

Based on friendly discussions between both parties, the matter was quickly settled.

The tough old lady forced the old man to apologize to Sang Wan and Xiang Huanian, and then forced the old man to write a letter of guarantee. She copied it in triplicate, filed one copy in the police station, and she kept one copy so that if the old man didn't know his place and committed crimes again in the future, she could take it out and publicly punish him in front of his family. The last copy was for Sang Wan.

Sang Wan actually disliked the letter of guarantee written by the old man, but she couldn't refuse it. This could be considered his achievement.

Before taking the letter of guarantee from the police officer, Sang Wan paused and asked the police officer for a sealed bag. Then, Sang Wan pinched two fingers and put the letter of guarantee into the sealed bag with disgust.

The old man who saw Sang Wan's disdain for him: "..."

But due to his low status and lack of say when he did something wrong, the old man simply turned a blind eye, turned his head away, and followed the police officer into the cage inside.

The matter has come to an end here.

When Xiang Huanian walked out of the police station, he looked at the time and realized that he had to go back quickly, otherwise it would be too late to pack up.

She hurriedly said goodbye to Sang Wan who had also come out, and then left without looking back.

Sang Wan, who once again "got some benefits" from Xiang Huanian: "..."Okay, at least I got the contact information.

It's a progress.

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The police station here is only a ten-minute walk from Xiang Huanian’s parents’ home.

Xiang Huanian dragged the suitcase with gurgling wheels and walked with difficulty on the uneven red square road bricks covered with water mines that would splatter out stinky water when stepped on in rainy days.

"Really? This road is getting worse and worse. They repair it every year, but I don't know what they're repairing. It's still broken here and leaky there. It's hard to drag a light suitcase. No wonder people in wheelchairs don't want to go out... Luckily it's sunny today. If it rained, my suitcase would be ruined..."

The closer to the residential area, the more electric bikes were parked randomly on the roadside. Even the blind path was occupied without a single gap. Xiang Huanian even had to walk the road behind while carrying a suitcase.

After rushing for a long time, Xiang Huanian finally arrived at the destination.

The old house didn't have an elevator. Xiang Huanian panted heavily as he climbed up to the 6th floor, one step deep and one step shallow, carrying the empty suitcase that felt increasingly heavy on his arm.

Standing in front of the door, looking at the mottled walls with a sense of age, and the few traces of paint peeling on the big iron door, Xiang Huanian felt a sense of separation as if he was in another world.

After witnessing the wealth and prosperity of the world and feeling the kindness and care of others, Xiang Huanian now returns to the house where he was born and raised. He inexplicably has the illusion and discomfort of being back in the mud.

Taking a deep breath, Xiang Huanian took out the key from his pocket, inserted it into the difficult door lock, and turned the key twice, looking for the fulcrum to turn the gear...

"Click."

The door opened.

There was no one to greet him, no smell of food prepared for him, and no bustling noise. What greeted Xiang Huanian was the silence of the room and his father who seemed glued to the sofa.

"Dad, I'm back."