Chapter 88 Three Letters of Report

Chen Qing: Is this the arrogance of a big boss? Threatening the boss with her own talent is something she has fantasized about countless times.

She gave He Yuan two thumbs up: "You are awesome!"

The old lady next door rolled her eyes.

Friends? Friends are bullshit. We are obviously about to become a couple!

She was happy for a moment because of the 188 yuan betrothal gift.

The hardware store is quite far from the machinery factory. Chen Qing was listless in the second half of the journey, which made her think about getting a driver's license.

In her previous life, she was an experienced driver who drove to various clothing markets to find fabrics. Now she has to practice driving, otherwise she will suffer from motion sickness.

After getting off the bus, Chen Qing stood there holding his stomach for a while before he felt better.

The two were about to go home when they were stopped by the street office official who was looking for someone: "Comrade Chen Qing!"

Chen Qing took a quick look and saw that it was the street office official. He asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

"Your two children are in trouble."

"Nonsense. How could my children get into trouble? Did someone provoke them again?"

Chen Qing knew the personalities of the two children very well.

Xiaoyu is so well behaved.

He Yuxiang is a bit naughty.

If someone provokes He Yuxiang, he will normally retaliate secretly. But if Xiaoyu is provoked, he will retaliate on the spot, which is what Chen Qing wants most!

Seeing that she didn't believe him, the clerk said, "You'll know when you go back. These two kids are so brave. How dare they talk back to adults and even fight with them?"

"Why are you talking back? Why are you fighting?" Chen Qing asked as he walked.

The street office official thought about the specific content of the quarrel, looked at Chen Qing, and stammered, unable to say anything.

Chen Qing sighed and walked quickly towards home.

There were many people gathered at her doorstep, all waiting for her to come back and watch the fun. Among them, the family of Dwarf Tiger and the family of Su Juanjuan were the happiest.

When she appeared at the entrance of the alley, someone shouted, "Chen Qing is back!"

A new path was instantly opened up for her among the crowd. Chen Qing walked slowly over, followed closely by He Yuan.

"Xiao Qing, you have to take good care of He Yuxiang. This kid is too aggressive."

"Of course not. How can a child fight with an adult?"

"Xiaoqing, you too, as an aunt, how can you go out and play on your own during the holidays and not stay at home to take care of the children!"

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Accusations came pouring in from all directions, and Chen Qing couldn't figure out who had said the disgusting words.

When she walked into the house, what caught her eye was He Yuxiang, whose cheeks were swollen and his hair was messy.

Chen Qing paused and asked the clerk who was guarding the house, "Where are Aunt Yu and Aunt Yi?"

"At the street office."

"good."

Her voice was calm, her tone was steady, her facial expression was calm, and she seemed very composed.

Xiaoyu ran over and hugged her aunt's legs and cried, "Aunt, they are too much."

Chen Qing squatted down and carefully checked her condition. Seeing that she was not injured, he said, "Don't cry. Tell your aunt what happened today."

Xiaoyu had an extraordinary memory for things. She repeated every thing they did and every word they said in the morning. At the end, she clenched her fist and said, "They went too far."

"Xiaoyu is awesome. She knows how to stand up for me." Chen Qing smiled and wiped the tears from her cheeks. "Aunt, please go back to your room."

Xiaoyu felt uneasy when she saw that her aunt didn't get angry or cause trouble for them. She wondered if she was too impulsive. It was all her fault. She made her aunt worry and her brother get hurt again.

He Yuxiang also watched what Chen Qing did and frowned. At first he was worried that Chen Qing would scold them for meddling in other people's business, and later he guessed that Chen Qing might go to cause trouble for them, but she only said that she was going back to the room. What was she doing?

He Yuan didn't understand what was going on, so he put their baby pigeons down and went back to get the medicinal wine.

Chen Qing returned to his room, took out a pen and paper, and his ideas began to flow.

Swish, swish, swish, the three letters of report were written.

She called her two children and went to the police station.

The director of the subdistrict office came over when he saw that the incident had gotten out of hand. Seeing that she was about to go to the police station, he hurriedly stopped her and said, "If there is any problem, our subdistrict office will handle it."

Chen Qing smiled: "No need, I think your street office is unnecessary."

She smiled brightly, and in the other person's eyes, she looked like a devil, beautiful and dangerous.

The director of the subdistrict office frowned: "Chen Qing, what do you mean? I am the director of the subdistrict office!"

"It means literally." Chen Qing always wondered why He Yuxiang and He Yuting in the book ended up in an orphanage. Now, looking at the director of the street office, she finally understood.

Use power to pressure others and change with the wind.

According to Yang Xiujin's old fox nature, he will definitely catch him. With his nature of seeking profit and avoiding harm, he will definitely make He Yuxiang and He Yuting's life miserable!

Chen Qing's lips curled slightly: "Since you are here, there is no need for the public security comrades to invite you again. Let's go to the police station."

The neighbors in the street were all confused. Wasn't this a matter between Aunt Yu and Aunt Yi? How did the street office staff get involved?

The director of the subdistrict office looked livid: "Chen Qing, don't think..."

Chen Qing didn't listen to him at all and walked towards the police station with a child in each hand.

The neighbors looked at each other and followed.

When the huge team arrived at the police station, the public security comrades were shocked and asked what had happened.

Chen Qing handed him the letter of complaint: "I want to report the director of the Dongfeng Street Office."

The public security comrades hurriedly opened the new letter, and many police officers gathered around. Among them, Xing Jianbai, who had just returned from demobilization, took the letter and read it directly.

Read the contents of the letter aloud in full view of everyone.

"The director of the subdistrict office accepted bribes, bullied the weak, and withheld money from the families of martyrs..."

Under each word, there is a description of what the street office director has done.

Only the slums that pay money can avoid being criticized at the end of the year. And for the people inside the slums, the more money they pay, the longer it takes to fetch water.

He also used subsidies as a threat to force Chen Qing's family to implement the water collection plan he had set. And when someone beat He Yuting and He Yuxiang, he did not conduct a thorough investigation, but directly concluded the case and put all the blame on He Yuxiang and He Yuting!

After the police finished reading, they asked the director of the subdistrict office, "Is this true?"

The director of the subdistrict office had cold sweat on his forehead. He kept wiping it and explained, "It's unfair. I would never do such a thing."

Chen Qing continued to write the second report letter: "This should be handed over to the Women's Federation. I hope the public security comrades can forward it."

Everyone saw Chen Qing handling the situation calmly and truly felt that things had gotten out of hand.

She doesn't make any noise, how can she be so scary!

Xing Jianbai asked someone to find the comrades from the Women's Federation.

After the people arrived, the comrades from the Women's Federation read Chen Qing's letter of complaint again.

She reported that an old lady forced her to go on a blind date, and after she refused to go, she slandered her as a fickle woman and beat her nephews and nieces. She hoped that the old lady could produce evidence of her fickleness, otherwise she would report her to the Revolutionary Committee for slandering the reputation of female comrades.

I believe that what awaits her are endless years of hardship.

(End of this chapter)