Chapter 111: The Crime Deserved
Just after lunch, He Weijun called Shen Zhiqiu and said that he had made an appointment with his friend and they could meet at his house after get off work in the afternoon.
Shen Zhiqiu immediately told Ye Yunlin the good news. Ye Yunlin prepared some mountain products and specially brought Lushan milk powder produced by their milk powder factory. In the evening, he followed Shen Zhiqiu to He Weijun's house.
"Uncle He."
He Weijun was busy in the kitchen. Shen Zhiqiu handed him the roast chicken and braised meat he bought on the road, and turned to Ye Yunlin and called, "Second uncle."
She had explained to He Weijun in advance that it was not her who wanted to ask questions, but Ye Yunlin.
He Weijun came out of the kitchen and met Ye Yunlin. They were both stunned for a moment, and then pointed at each other with surprise and said:
"Ye Yunlin?!"
"He Weijun?!"
"Second uncle, Uncle He, do you know each other?" Shen Zhiqiu looked at Ye Yunlin, then at He Weijun, thinking that this was too coincidental.
"It's not that bad. We are neighbors and classmates."
Ye Yunlin laughed and stepped forward to hug He Weijun's shoulders: "Zhiqiu, I didn't expect that the uncle He you were talking about was Junzi."
"Zhiqiu is Xiaoshuang's daughter?" He Weijun turned his head and asked Ye Yunlin.
"right."
"I was wondering why Zhiqiu looked so familiar."
He Weijun recalled the past and couldn't help but sigh: "When my family moved away, Xiaoshuang seemed to be only three or four years old. I didn't expect that her daughter is so big now. Time really spares no one."
"You haven't changed."
"You haven't changed either." He Weijun called Ye Yunlin and Shen Zhiqiu: "Come on, come in and sit down."
After Ye Yunlin sat down, he looked around and saw at a glance that He Weijun lived alone. He couldn't help but ask, "Junzi, where is your wife?"
"Second uncle." Shen Zhiqiu gently pulled Ye Yunlin under the table and winked at him.
She didn't know that He Weijun knew Ye Yunlin, so she didn't tell Ye Yunlin the details about He Weijun.
"He passed away." Ye Yunlin sighed and smiled bitterly, "My son was also lost, but he was found again today."
Ye Yunlin frowned and asked Shen Zhiqiu directly: “Zhiqiu, could your uncle He’s son be Xiaoxiang?”
"Uncle, did you figure it out?"
Shen Zhiqiu didn't expect Ye Yunlin to be so perceptive, but she didn't want to hide it from him. After all, the truth will come out sooner or later. The fact that Shen Xiang was not Shen Daqiang's biological son would be made public.
"Xiao Xiang looks so much like your Uncle He, how could I not notice that? I was wondering why Xiao Xiang looked so familiar, but he doesn't look like Shen Daqiang at all."
"Zhiqiu, what's going on?"
Shen Zhiqiu looked at He Weijun and when she saw him nod in agreement, she told Ye Yunlin what had happened.
Ye Yunlin slammed the table in anger: "This Wang Fengqin is really a bad person. She even dared to do something as worthy of being struck by lightning as stealing someone else's child!"
He Weijun also learned about Shen Zhiqiu's relationship with Wang Fengqin from her words, and heard that the two of them did not get along.
"Junzi, you can't let this woman go!"
He Weijun's face darkened: "Yunlin, she caused my family to be destroyed, I will definitely not forgive her, but I haven't figured out how to take revenge yet."
Shen Zhiqiu said coldly: "Uncle He, the best way to deal with this kind of person is to let her get what she deserves. What she did was illegal, and she should be punished by the law."
He Weijun frowned: "Law?"
"Uncle He, stealing other people's children is illegal. You can go to the police station and report it."
"The hospital has her and Aunt Gao Xiu's medical records. She gave birth to a stillborn baby girl. She and Aunt Gao Xiu were discharged from the hospital on the same day, and then your son was lost. Now that you have found Chen Xiang, these are enough to prove that it was Wang Fengqin who stole Chen Xiang back then."
"She just wanted to enjoy her old age, but what she did was enough to keep her in there until she died. I think this should be the heaviest punishment for her."
"She's not worth wasting time with, let alone getting our hands dirty."
"Zhiqiu, you are right."
He Weijun turned his head and looked at Gao Xiu's portrait on the table: "I will go to the police station tomorrow."
A bicycle bell rang outside. He Weijun stood up, looked out the window, and walked out of the house: "My friend is here."
"Lao He, why did you think of treating me to a drink today?"
The man parked the car, took two jars from the handlebars, sniffed, and his eyes sparkled: "Hmm~ Jiudaokou roast chicken, Liu Laoer's braised pork!"
"I'm just confused. The sun is just about to rise now?"
The visitor glanced at the setting sun in the west, then looked away, smiled at He Weijun and said jokingly, "What kind of day is today? How can a stingy person like you be willing to spend so much money, huh?"
"The roast chicken and braised pork were bought by others. I only have smashed cucumbers and peanuts."
Ye Yunlin and Shen Zhiqiu walked out of the house, and He Weijun introduced them to each other: "Yunlin, Zhiqiu, this is my good friend Hou Haihong."
"Haihong, this is my childhood friend Ye Yunlin and his niece Shen Zhiqiu."
"Professor Hou, nice to meet you." Ye Yunlin stepped forward and extended his hand to Hou Haihong.
Hou Haihong's eyes fell on Shen Zhiqiu. He raised his chin high, his face cold and arrogant: "Are you the Shen Zhiqiu who married into a rich family and didn't recognize her parents?"
"Professor Hou, what do you mean?" Ye Yunlin withdrew his hand, stood in front of Shen Zhiqiu, and glared at Hou Haihong.
"Uncle, Professor Hou must have read the report in the National Capital News and misunderstood."
Shen Zhiqiu pulled Ye Yunlin away, looked at Hou Haihong, and replied neither servilely nor arrogantly: "Professor Hou, I am Shen Zhiqiu, but I did not marry into a rich family and I do not recognize my parents."
"The report in the National Capital News is untrue. I hope you don't believe it."
"You said the report in the National Capital News was untrue. How is that possible?"
Hou Haihong felt puzzled. The editor-in-chief of "Guojing Xinbao" was his elder brother Hou Haihua, and his elder brother attached great importance to the authenticity of news.
"Professor Hou, the anonymous person who reported my family affairs in the Guojing Xinbao is actually a reporter from the Guojing Evening News. He wrote this nonsense because he was angry with another colleague."
"Whether it's my own innocence or the things I said, I can provide evidence."
"Haihong, take a look at this."
He Weijun happened to have the "Guojing Evening News" at home. He found the previous reports about Shen Zhiqiu for Hou Haihong. After reading it, Hou Haihong's expression changed several times.
If you don't read the report in the Guojing Evening News, it would be easy to believe what is written in the Guojing Xinbao.
But after reading these reports in the Guojing Evening News, the difference between the two is immediately apparent: one is detailed and rigorous, while the other is full of strong personal emotions.
No, he has to tell his elder brother about this when he gets back.
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