Chapter 29 Send Mom to Deputy Director Zhou's House
Three strangers came in.
"Hey, Deputy Director Zhou, Secretary Chen, Secretary Fang, you're here! Please come in!"
Lin Fang warmly invited everyone into the house and introduced them to each other.
Among the three people, a middle-aged man in his forties is Deputy Director Zhou of the neighborhood committee, a woman in her thirties is Secretary Chen, and the other is a young girl in her early twenties is Secretary Fang.
"This must be Comrade Huang Ling!" Deputy Director Zhou spoke first.
Huang Ling sneered in her heart, it was the Hongmen Banquet!
When he heard that it was someone from the neighborhood committee, Zhuang Chaoying panicked. Honest people like him are most afraid of officials.
"What's wrong? The neighborhood committee is checking my household registration, but my household registration is not here." Huang Ling glanced at him and immediately made her attitude clear.
Deputy Director Zhou was choked by her.
Secretary Fang, a young man, stepped forward and said, "No, we heard that you were extremely disrespectful to the elderly in your family and even called for violence. As cadres of the neighborhood committee, of course we have to intervene!"
"Who the hell is so greedy! You're full and have nothing to do, so shit is coming out of your mouth! If there's too much food, give it to the lonely elderly and do good deeds! Don't waste food!"
Huang Ling said this without any special tone, which made the other party stunned. Only later did Yipin realize that it was an insult.
Secretary Fang stared at Huang Ling with wide eyes.
Huang Ling didn't even look at her, she just stared at the old woman and called her out:
"Don't you think so, Mom?"
Zhuang's father rushed out from the inner room, pointed at Huang Ling and said to Deputy Director Zhou: "Director Zhou, look..."
"Deputy Director," Huang Ling corrected. "I'm afraid if you call me that, Director Zhou will be happy, but Director Zheng won't be happy."
"Oh, Zhou, Deputy Director Zhou, look, this is how we are treated!" Zhuang's father continued.
"Don't be anxious, Mr. Zhuang. We are here to help you solve the problem. Don't be anxious!" Deputy Director Zhou raised his head and motioned for Mr. Zhuang to sit down.
Huang Ling laughed out loud: "Oh, that's great! Teacher Zhuang, you see, the neighborhood committee leaders are really nice! They took the initiative to help us solve the problem!"
Before anyone could respond, Huang Ling had already begun directing:
"Lin Fang, go pack up Mom's things. Teacher Zhuang, go borrow a cart. Aunt Zhang has one!"
"What are you doing?" Lin Fang and Zhuang Chaoying asked at the same time.
"Send Mom to Deputy Director Zhou's house to recuperate! Otherwise, send her to the two secretaries' homes!"
"What is this for!" Deputy Director Zhou was confused.
"The problem in our family is that my mom sprained her foot, and the old man is too lazy to take care of her. And this good mom, who loves her two sons, doesn't want them to take care of her. She wants me! My second-grade daughter! To take care of her!"
Huang Ling talked about her "daughter in the second grade of elementary school" to the point of gritting her teeth.
Anyone could tell that she was not just angry, but extremely furious!
"However, now that you are willing to help us solve the problem, then help us take care of my mother, and then there will be no problems in our family!" Huang Ling's playful eyes swept over the three people in the neighborhood committee.
Thanks to Song Ying for teaching her a lesson, this trick is useful anywhere.
The three people from the neighborhood committee looked at each other.
Maybe I understood. Zhuang's father's accusation had a background.
Deputy Director Zhou wasn't in this position for nothing. He had worked in the neighborhood committee for many years and immediately realized what was happening:
"Xiao Huang, this is what's going on. Don't be anxious. What Xiao Fang said just now was wrong. We heard there were some conflicts at home, so we came to understand the situation, not to criticize anyone."
"Little girl, you haven't been in class for two days, but you're already so arrogant! I'm still a cadre, and I'm still a member of the great working class! Are you planning to ride on our shoulders, or are you helping us, the working class? Think carefully! If you don't understand, shut up and listen to what the leaders say and how to behave."
Huang Ling took the opportunity to scold Xiao Fang and mentioned Deputy Director Zhou again.
"Deputy Director Zhou, you are the leader, so you can criticize me. But I am not from your neighborhood committee. I work at the cotton mill. Please go back and write an official letter to our Director Lin, asking him to criticize me. He can criticize me."
"That's still unnecessary."
"Then my mother will send them to one of your three homes." Huang Ling had no intention of letting them go.
Secretary Fang saw that he was being criticized even though he hadn't criticized the person before. He thought, "Criticism is one thing, but if he is asked to take care of the other person's mother, that would be terrible."
So she hurriedly said to her two colleagues, "Deputy Director, Secretary Chen, I have something to do at home, so I'll leave first."
"Then it's just you two."
"Look, Comrade Huang really knows how to joke." Secretary Chen, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.
"Haha." Huang Ling gave a fake smile.
"Deputy Director Zhou, I think your family is still very harmonious! When someone's family is in trouble, everyone should tolerate each other. We are all one family. As for the care issue, I think Comrade Huang is right. It's not the child's turn to take care of the child. We can definitely take care of the child if we all work together."
Secretary Chen seemed to be used to doing mass work. He had been observing and saw everything clearly, and only spoke at the end.
Her voice is gentle yet powerful and convincing.
"Yes, yes, yes. Let's discuss anything together in the future." Deputy Director Zhou also took over.
"Yes, that's right! We've discussed it. Zhuang Chaoying and Zhuang Ganmei will each stay with the children for one night, and Lin Fang and I will take care of our own children. Do you think this plan is feasible?" Huang Ling said calmly, folding her arms.
"This arrangement is great! What are you still making a fuss about?"
Deputy Director Zhou was already a little angry. He and Lao Zhuang had some interactions before, but this time Lao Zhuang only said half of his words, and he was already a little angry.
"Yeah! Why did you invite the boss to your house? You think you haven't embarrassed yourself enough, right? No problem, face is useless to me. I'll play along with you all!"
"Hey, you're saying those angry words again, Comrade Huang!" Secretary Chen stepped forward and patted Huang Ling's arm.
"Then let's do this for now! It's only natural for a son to take care of his mother. Just work hard and take good care of her. If you have any difficulties or need any help with moving or lifting, you can go to the factory or the neighborhood committee!"
Deputy Director Zhou made the final conclusion.
"Then Auntie, have a good rest. We'll leave first. Let me know if you have anything." Secretary Chen patted Mrs. Zhuang's arm to comfort her and left.
Zhuang's father and mother saw that they had invited the neighborhood committee for nothing, and it had done nothing at all.
I originally wanted to use them to suppress Huang Ling, but I didn't expect that I would be suppressed by Huang Ling.
Huang Ling sat down on the chair.
"Come on, if there's anything else, I'll be waiting here."
Everyone turned their heads away and didn't dare look at her.
"That's it! I overestimated you."
Huang Ling stood up, brushed off the dust on her clothes, straightened her hair, and said briskly:
"Then it's my turn next! Zhuang Ganmei, Lin Fang, see you tomorrow!"
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