There is dirt and it is very dirty.

He shook hands for the sake of politeness, then immediately withdrew his hand.

"What's the matter with you guys coming to see Comrade Xiao Song?"

The two looked at each other, and Song Yuanshan began to wipe his tears and said, "I, I came to see her. Since she got married, she has run to the provincial capital and has not even returned home once. She even disowned me as her biological father."

"I know she's successful now. It's great that she married an officer, but I'm still her father after all. She doesn't even acknowledge me. I just want to go to the city to see if she's doing well. If I see that she's doing well, I'll feel relieved..."

Who could confuse right and wrong better than Song Yuanshan in just a few words?

After hearing what he said, Zhou Yaqin's face was slightly moved.

He immediately said angrily: "I didn't expect she would be this hot. She usually dresses up gorgeously. I don't know who she is trying to seduce. Now she doesn't even recognize her own father!"

"What a piece of shit!"

When she said this, she never thought that she was the one who didn't even recognize her own father.

"Yes, this girl has been stubborn since she was young. She never listened to anything we said. When we got married, she even had people come to our house to beat me and her brother up. Her brother's nose was even broken. Where in the world can you find a girl like this?"

Feng Cuifen also started to act pitiful and kept throwing dirty water on Song Qingdai.

"Is everything you said true?"

Zhuang Mingxiu immediately had an idea in her mind. She was just worrying about what to do, but she didn't expect that this solution would come to her on its own.

"Of course it's true. How could we lie to you?"

"If you don't believe me, go ask around in our town. Especially now that she has opened a farm in town and made a lot of money, she has the capital and she wants to kick us out and not acknowledge us anymore!"

Feng Cuifen has a sharp tongue and can even say something white is black.

“I see…”

Zhuang Mingxiu smiled and reassured them, "This compound is indeed not open to everyone. You need a pass."

"You come from symbols. You can't enter without proof or a pass."

“But…” Zhuang Mingxiu paused.

He continued, "Comrade Xiao Song's work style in the compound is indeed problematic. If you don't mind, I can ask someone to write a letter of complaint for you."

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