After Zhou's mother learned about all the ingredients in the boiled meat, she nodded her daughter's head and said, "You're the only one who dares to eat it like this. How much did this pot cost?"

Zhou Xiang chuckled, "I'm greedy, occasionally, occasionally, I still have a lot of materials left!"

Mother Zhou stopped nagging and looked at Zhou Xiang's clothes. "Why did you change clothes?"

Zhou wanted to tell her mother about it, but her mother was furious. "Hmph! My daughter was being stabbed in her own workplace, I can't let her go."

"In the afternoon, let's go to the store together. I want to see who is so powerful."

"Mom, aren't you going to work this afternoon?"

"Nothing is more important than my daughter. Seeking justice is more important."

Ling Ran agreed, "I'll go too."

Mother Zhou looked at Ling Ran, and thinking of his nickname of "Little Devil", she nodded, "Let's go together."

Although Zhou's father felt that a small matter had been blown out of proportion, he did feel bad that his daughter had been schemed against, so he decided to let them make a fuss.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sales manager had just arrived at the office and had barely warmed up his chair when the door was slammed open.

She looked up, about to get angry, but when she saw the person coming, she quickly stood up and asked, "Aunt Jiang, why are you here?"

"I'm here for personal reasons. My daughter went to the store to buy candy today and was stabbed in the back. I need to see the salesperson, but I just passed by the store and didn't see him."

The manager wiped the sweat from his forehead. What should he do? This salesperson was bullying the child of a great contributor to the supply and marketing cooperative. Aunt Jiang was protective and had a bad temper.

At that time, the cotton warehouse of the supply and marketing cooperative was separated from the food station’s family compound by a wall. One night, for some unknown reason, the weeds outside the cotton warehouse caught fire.

It was Aunt Jiang who, regardless of everything, climbed over the wall, beating the flames with fresh branches and shouting "Put out the fire!"

The warehouse yard of the supply and marketing cooperative was quite far away from the family compound. When everyone arrived, the fire had already been put out by Aunt Jiang and Uncle Zhou.

The entire cotton warehouse was filled with cotton and saved. Looking at the traces of burnt weeds outside the warehouse, everyone understood that without Aunt Jiang, tens of thousands of yuan worth of cotton in the warehouse would have been burned to ashes.

The unit wanted to give her a bonus, but Aunt Jiang refused it, saying it was what she deserved. Later, she was awarded a third-class merit, and the county and commune leaders personally came to present her with the certificate.

The manager looked at Zhou and said, "Little sister, could you tell me the details?" How much the manager wished it was another version!

When Zhou Xiang finished speaking, the manager knew he couldn't escape. Not to mention the family members of the unit, even ordinary customers would not want to suffer such injustice!

"Let me take you to her house! I gave her the day off and she's home."

The group arrived at the salesman's house. Mother Zhou looked at the place and asked, "Old Liu's house?"

The manager nodded, feeling even more guilty.

"How can a child of someone who's been fired still be qualified to work in our company? Who approved that?"

The manager didn't dare to say anything, so Lao Liu went to the company and cried, saying that if his children didn't get jobs, they would kill themselves. The company had no choice but to arrange a job for his eldest son.

Ling Ran went up and knocked on the door, but no one answered, so he simply kicked it.

"Who is it? Why aren't you taking a break in the middle of the day?"

The people outside the door looked at the setting sun, no one answered, only Ling Ran continued to kick the door.

The door finally opened, and Lao Liu saw a group of people at the door. Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw Zhou's mother.

"Why are you in my house? You're not welcome!"

"You think I'm here? Your 20-year-old girl is bullying my 10-year-old girl, and I'm here to seek justice."

"What nonsense! My daughter didn't even go to work this afternoon."

"Yeah! Then do you know why she didn't go to work?"

"The company gave her a day off!"

"Alright, I can't get rid of you anymore. Let your daughter come out and confront me!"

When Old Liu saw that the manager and the little devil in town had come, he guessed that the story was true.

"Big girl, come out, your manager wants to see you."

The salesperson slowly moved out of the room.

"Liu Pinli, come and tell your father why?"

Old Liu was the one who caused the fire. He loved smoking and often threw cigarette butts around. Aunt Jiang had seen him and talked about it several times.

The two had a quarrel. After investigating the cause of the fire, they found that Lao Liu had thrown his cigarette butt into the weeds outside the cotton warehouse before leaving get off work.

Old Liu thought the weeds were still green and nothing would happen, but who knew the weeds would catch fire in the middle of the night. Aunt Jiang didn't want any reward, but only asked for severe punishment for the culprit.

Old Liu was fired and always felt that Aunt Jiang was targeting him. In fact, when Aunt Jiang said this, she had just put out the fire and had no idea it was him.

Now it seems that Liu Pinli's plot to harm others was not without reason.

Seeing that Liu Pinli remained silent, Zhou's mother asked directly, "Do you know that the girl you targeted this morning is my daughter?"

Liu Pinli didn't say anything, just lowered her head. What else didn't Zhou's mother understand?

"Lao Liu, you always have something against me. Do you think I shouldn't have put out that fire?

You throw cigarette butts everywhere. I have told you many times that 'the warehouse is dangerous, don't throw them around'. You think I am targeting you and you always go against me.

After the fire happened, I said that they should be severely punished. This is not just directed at you, everyone should be severely punished.

I put out the fire, which is equivalent to saving your life. Not only are you not grateful, but you also plant the seeds of hatred in your children's hearts.

Ask the manager, if the cotton in that warehouse burns out, what will happen to you?"

After being fired, Lao Liu rarely went to the unit again. He really didn't know that the words "severe punishment" were said that night. When he heard others say that it was Zhou Xiang's mother who asked for severe punishment, he held a grudge against her.

The manager sighed and said, "If I don't fire you, it will be difficult to resolve the incident. Cotton is something that cannot be saved if it burns. The county has decided to severely punish the perpetrators. Aunt Jiang also said this, which is correct. She said it after she put out the fire that night. Every time I explain to you, you don't listen.

Don’t you understand why severe punishment is necessary?

Don't you recognize the two patterns painted on the wall next to each warehouse door? As a warehouse manager, you knowingly committed a crime.

The warehouse was overflowing with cotton at the time, hundreds of thousands of tons worth. It was impossible to save it. Your fate would be at least jail time, and in serious cases, execution."

Old Liu's energy and spirit seemed to have suddenly dissipated. Two years had passed since he was fired. He spent all day at home complaining about everything, blaming God and Zhou Xiang's mother. He never thought that there would be such serious consequences.

Zhou Xiangma was right. When she put out the fire, she not only saved the property of the country and the unit, but also saved her own life.

He walked up to Zhou's mother and bowed deeply. "I'm sorry and thank you. These two words are two years late. I hope you can forgive me."

Mother Zhou waved her hand. "Forget it. You've learned a profound lesson. Let bygones be bygones! You need to explain it to your daughter. You can't sow hatred in a child. It will ruin her. So you're being given a holiday, aren't you?"