Lu Wenying subconsciously retorted: "I won't go. I've already apologized in front of everyone today."

It's so embarrassing.

"My son is handling her case. What's wrong with her feeling a little wronged?"

Zhang Jianxun immediately disagreed:

"It's my job to handle the case well. I can't treat it as a favor to others. You don't know how much impact your words have on others. I'll rush over there this afternoon. There are still a few girls who keep saying bad things about Comrade Zhao."

"Comrade Zhao is of marriageable age. If you make it difficult for her to find a partner because of her involvement, I will definitely be responsible for her."

This afternoon, the crowd shouted that Zhao Xingmin's reputation was ruined and asked him to marry her, and he listened. So he hid in the dark again that afternoon and saw with his own eyes several girls laughing at Zhao Xingmin.

Even though Zhao Xingmin explained everything to them, they turned around and continued to say bad things about him. Zhao Xingmin cried in grievance and was helpless. He had to stay calm and wash his face with cold water just to avoid worrying Aunt Xiulan.

He felt so sad watching this, it was all his fault.

When Lu Wenying saw her son's expression, she was horrified and screamed, "You want to marry her? I don't agree."

Zhang Jianxun's father remained calm and said, "What are the conditions of this girl's family?"

When she learned that Zhao Xingmin's parents were divorced, she immediately rejected the idea of ​​following her mother, a chef, because her family was too poor.

Seeing that his parents were against it, Zhang Jianxun was unhappy: "Can you not be so utilitarian? I don't want to rely on my father-in-law to get ahead. I am fine as a police officer."

Zhang Jianxun's father slapped him.

"As the eldest son of our family, you have achieved so little. Don't you want to move up the ladder?" He couldn't just be the father of a small policeman.

Zhang Jianxun covered his face and stared at his father: "I am useless, I just like living like this. No matter what you say, I was the one who wronged Comrade Zhao first. If she is willing to marry me, I will marry her."

After saying that, he returned to his room and wondered why his parents couldn't understand him.

In the master bedroom, Zhang Jianxun's father looked at Lu Wenying:

"Jianxun is a stubborn person. Go find that girl and tell her not to agree to Jianxun. On the other hand, quickly arrange a blind date for him. Give the matchmaker more money and find a girl with good conditions and a family with an official position."

Lu Wenying nodded in agreement.

The next morning, Lu Wenying came to see Zhao Xingmin with a box of biscuits, a pound of brown sugar, and a bottle of canned food.

Zhao Xingmin took antipyretics at night and felt better in the morning. She heard Lu Wenying calling at the door. She was anxiously changing clothes and combing her hair. She felt very uncomfortable looking at Ma Xiulan.

She didn't want to open the door for Lu Wenying, but she was afraid that Xingmin would think she was going back on her word. She had promised her freedom of marriage but didn't do it. Moreover, the more she tried to stop her, the more she would resist.

"Mom, I'll open the door."

Lu Wenying stood at the door for a while and called out several times before Ma Xiulan came to open the door. She was dissatisfied, but she was afraid that if she got angry now, Ma Xiulan would not even let her in. So she suppressed her anger and forced a smile:

"Comrade Ma, I'm here to apologize to Zhao Xingmin. I misunderstood what happened yesterday. My husband feels really bad about it, so he bought a gift and came here to apologize again."

In the morning, her father gave her money to buy things, and she immediately bought three things, but she took them to her parents' house first and exchanged them.

My mother has been frugal all her life. She hid the biscuits I gave her in the cupboard and was reluctant to eat them even though they went bad. So I exchanged the biscuits in the box with new ones.

She felt that Zhao Xingmin would definitely not open the gift in front of her. If he opened it behind her back, would she still have the nerve to ask her why she gave her a bad gift?

Sure enough, Zhao Xingmin was very surprised to see her coming with gifts.

Ma Xiulan remained indifferent until Lu Wenying said with a serious face:

"My Jianxun already has a blind date. If you, an unmarried girl, get too close to him, it's inevitable that people will misunderstand you. It's okay if I misunderstood you this time. But it would be bad if my future daughter-in-law misunderstood me."

"After all, my future daughter-in-law is beautiful and comes from a good family. It's hard to find a good daughter-in-law even with a lantern. I told you in advance because I'm afraid you'll get too close to my Jianxun. After all, it's better to demolish ten temples than to ruin a marriage."

The joy on Zhao Xingmin's face disappeared, leaving only a pale look.

Ma Xiulan slapped Lu Wenying in the face.

Lu Wenying covered her face in disbelief: "Why did you hit me?"

Ma Xiulan stood in front of Zhao Xingmin like a hen, with her hands on her hips:

"Who said my daughter and your son were close? Didn't you see I was with them the whole time? I just took out the trash yesterday and was gone for less than a minute, and it was in a public place at the time."

"Besides, even in the police station, we were under the eyes of so many people. We were never alone together before. So if you tarnish my daughter's reputation again, I will beat you."

Lu Wenying was furious: "Zhao Xingmin, you let your mother beat me like this?"

Doesn't she like her son? How could she let her mother bully her like this?

Zhao Xingmin also calmed down. She knew that her mother was doing it for her own good. Since Zhang Jianxun had a better partner, she would definitely bless him.

"Aunt, my mother is right. I have never approached Comrade Zhang on my own initiative. Please don't slander me."

Lu Wenying pointed at Zhao Xingmin with a trembling finger: "Okay, okay, you'd better not have any thoughts about my Jianxun, otherwise I..."

Before she could finish her threat, Ma Xiulan raised her hand to slap him again.

She hurried out. Her father had told her not to cause any trouble today. If she did, she would probably get beaten up when she got home. She hurriedly backed away.

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