Now that the political commissar has spoken, Jiang Fengqin has to nod even if she disagrees.
The key point is that Zhou Tingyue’s new wife is a powerful one. She would rather fight than quarrel, which makes her a little afraid of her!
I haven’t spit out all the dirt in my mouth yet, and I still feel a little nauseous!
Zhou Tingyue returned to the house and was relieved to see that Song Shiwei and the four children were all fine.
"What's going on?"
Song Shiwei saw him coming back and waved for him to sit down.
But his eyes were still on Zhou Cheng.
"If you have anything to say that's inconvenient for me, you can tell your dad! Now that they've come to our house, if you don't explain clearly, your dad and I won't know what happened!"
Zhou Cheng looked up at Zhou Tingyue who had a sullen face across from him, pursed his lips, and still said nothing.
Seeing that he still didn't say anything, Zhou Tingyue became a little anxious.
"Zhou Cheng, if you still consider me your father, tell me where you put the things you found? Let's return them to the owner!"
Zhou Cheng still didn't say a word, but Zhou Lin next to him was extremely anxious.
He opened his mouth, but swallowed the words back.
My brother told me that this cannot be told!
At this time, Political Commissar Liu came in.
He glanced at Zhou Tingyue and Song Shiwei who were sitting, and Zhou Cheng who was standing opposite with his head lowered, curled his lips, walked forward, patted Zhou Cheng on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "This matter must be made clear. If you are accused of being a thief, do you know that it will ruin your life?"
As he spoke, he waved to Zhou Tingyue and Song Shiwei.
"Let's go, let's talk outside!"
Zhou Tingyue felt a little disappointed with Zhou Cheng, so he grabbed Zhou Cheng's collar and walked out.
Song Shiwei followed closely behind.
Zhou Lin was still worried, so he took his younger brother and sister out with him.
At this time, there were a lot of people gathered outside, and all the neighbors who heard the noise came out.
Jiang Fengqin saw Zhou Cheng and Song Shiwei come out, and she couldn't help but yelled angrily, "I don't care. I'm going to return my wheel to you no matter what! Since the political commissar is here, you can be a witness. Is it this little thief who stole our wheel?"
Political Commissar Liu waved his hand. "Don't call him a thief all the time. Didn't the child say he didn't steal it? He took it because you thought your family didn't want it. Now that the child is out, let him explain himself and return it. It's just a small matter, there's no need to make a big deal out of it. We all live in the same family compound, and we're all military families. We should also pay attention to our manners."
Jiang Fengqin chuckled when she heard that.
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to the political commissar. A big boss is a big boss, and his words are always nice! As long as he returns the wheels to me, this matter will be over!"
Since she said that, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhou Cheng.
Zhou Tingyue also looked at him: "Hurry up and tell me, where are the wheels?"
Zhou Cheng bit his lower lip and said nothing.
Zhou Tingyue was a little angry.
"What's wrong with you, kid? Did you really steal it?"
Song Shiwei hurriedly pulled his sleeve.
Zhou Chengze suddenly raised his head and shouted with red eyes: "I didn't steal it, I'm not a thief!"
"Then why don't you take out the wheel? Tell me, where did you put it?"
Zhou Cheng lowered his head and whispered, "I sold it!"
After hearing what he said, Jiang Fengqin couldn't hold it anymore.
"Great! You actually sold our wheel! My poor wheel!!"
As she said this, she sat down on the ground and started crying again.
Political Commissar Liu's expression also looked a little unhappy.
"Zhou Cheng, how much did you sell your wheel for? You can just return the money to the owner!"
But Jiang Fengqin refused to agree: "Commander, this won't do. What if he says, 'I got one cent for selling it, and I get one cent for it?' I just want my wheels! I don't want anything else! Today, you have to make the decision for me!"
Zhou Tingyue asked sternly, "Tell me, where did you sell it? How much did you sell it for?"
But Zhou Cheng was like a gourd with its mouth sawed off, not saying a word.
The people around began to talk.
Zhou Tingyue was anxious in his eyes and angry in his heart.
He picked up the water-carrying pole from the side and hit Zhou Cheng with it.
Song Shiwei was so scared that she hurried to stop him, but she was not as quick as Zhou Tingyue.
A carrying pole hit Zhou Cheng hard on the back.
"Snap!" With a loud bang, Zhou Cheng staggered.
The onlookers couldn't help but gasp. Even Jiang Fengqin was startled and swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
Political Commissar Liu stepped forward to stop him: "Tingyue, what are you doing? You're going to hurt the child again!"
But Zhou Tingyue was really annoyed. Does this kid know that people's words are scary? If he really lets these people spread the truth without knowing it, he might have to bear the stigma of a thief for the rest of his life!
Song Shiwei naturally knew what he was thinking, but she felt that the child must have some difficulties.
My eyes were red with heartache.
He rushed over and wanted to help Zhou Cheng.
But Zhou Tingyue grabbed her arm, his eyes still fixed on the young man hunched over in front of him.
"Zhou Cheng, if you don't tell me today, I'll beat you with a stick! I'll keep beating you until you tell me!"
Zhou Cheng pursed his lips, his eyes were bloodshot, but he still said nothing.
Zhou Tingyue's eyes darkened, and he suddenly picked up the carrying pole and hit him hard on the calf with a "snap".
Zhou Cheng fell to his knees in pain.
Sun Meimei and Jian Qiu both wiped their tears.
"Alright, Tingyue, stop hitting me!"
"Yeah, it's just a wheel, and you've injured the child!"
Everyone followed suit and tried to persuade her, even Jiang Fengqin, who had been shouting loudly at the beginning, couldn't help but shrink her neck.
He muttered quietly, "If it doesn't work, just give me the money back. I don't want much, ten or twenty yuan will be fine!"
When Political Commissar Liu heard this, he glared at her fiercely.
She really enjoys watching the fun. Is her broken wheel worth ten or twenty dollars?
How dare you say that! Aren’t you just adding more wood because the fire isn’t burning bright enough?
Song Shiwei looked at Zhou Cheng, who was kneeling on the ground and sweating in pain, and tears of heartache came to her eyes.
"Tingyue, please stop hitting him. I believe Zhou Cheng must have some difficulties. Can you please listen to the child slowly? If you hit him again, he will be hurt!"
But Zhou Tingyue knew the child's temper, he was very stubborn, if he talked to him nicely, he would definitely not say anything!
The carrying pole was raised high. If the stick hit him again, Zhou Cheng would definitely be unable to get out of bed for ten days or half a month.
Just as the stick was about to fall with a fierce wind, a loud shout was heard: "Wait!"
Everyone turned their heads and saw that Zhou Lin was already crying with tears streaming down his face. He knelt down in front of Zhou Tingyue with a thud.
"Dad, please stop hitting my brother. I know how much he sold it for, and I know where the money is! Please, please stop hitting me!"
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