The staff member became angry and put more force on the hand that was holding her arm.

This time, Mrs. Qian screamed out in pain.

In view of her previous behavior, everyone just thought that Mrs. Qian had changed her ways again.

One of the younger staff members reached into her pocket while she was howling.

Qian Zhizhi closed her eyes.

The next second, the staff took out two wilted red silk tulips from Mrs. Qian's pocket.

"Is this what she meant by not picking other people's flowers?" someone sneered.

"You are so old, but your eyes are still so shallow."

"And that little one..." A young man pointed at Qian Dabao who was holding his pocket tightly.

"That kid definitely has it in his pocket," someone agreed.

"No!" Qian Dabao blushed and shook his head.

The leading staff member stretched out his hand to Qian Dabao and said, "Take it out yourself."

Qian Dabao wanted to shake his head, but Qian Xingsheng pulled away Qian Dabao's hands that were covering his pockets, took out the two drooping tulips and put them in the hands of the leading staff member.

The crowd watching the fun was in an uproar.

"See! I told him he had it in his pocket!"

"This is what happens when the top beam is crooked and the bottom beams are crooked. The old ones are bad and they will lead the young ones astray."

"At this young age, he's already doing petty thefts. What will happen when he grows up?"

"A small thief of needles is a big thief of gold."

I don’t know if he was scared or embarrassed, but Qian Dabao burst into tears.

The old woman was very distressed about the money.

"What do you mean by stealing? There are so many flowers, what's wrong with us picking a few? We didn't pick the ones from yours, why are you screaming?" Old Mrs. Qian hugged Qian Dabao in her arms and started scolding the onlookers.

"Hey! You picked public flowers and you still think you're right?" A middle-aged woman stood up.

"You're still spending so much money. There's even more money in the bank. Why don't you take some and put it in your pocket?"

They stood up one after another.

"Yes! You are still calling us ghosts. You two, the grandfather and the grandson, have problems with your thinking. Instead of reflecting on your own affairs, you blame others for meddling in your affairs?"

"People like this should be arrested and locked up."

One person calls, and a hundred people respond.

"Catch the whole family and lock them up."

"Yes, arrest the whole family."

…

When Qian Zhizhi, Qian Xingsheng and Xie Xiaofen heard this, their faces turned pale.

Go inside...

That is absolutely not possible.

Especially Qian Zhizhi.

If she goes in, her job will be ruined.

Without a job, how can she marry a city dweller? How can she settle down in the city?

Perhaps Mrs. Qian also thought of her little daughter's job and dared not say anything.

Although Qian Dabao didn't know what being arrested meant, he knew it was definitely not a good thing when he saw the expressions of Mrs. Qian and his father.

The more I think about it, the more scared I get.

Qian Dabao howled even louder.

Old Mrs. Qian felt sorry for her grandson and said quickly, "We are willing to pay compensation."

The leading staff member was so annoyed by the noise that he cut the Gordian knot and said, "One tulip is ten dollars, four tulips are..."

"Ten yuan for a flower!" Old Mrs. Qian's face changed. "Why don't you just go and rob them?!"

Can this flower be eaten or drunk? It costs ten dollars.

Did he think they were all fools? ! "It's okay if you don't pay the fine..."

Hearing what the leading staff member said, Mrs. Qian's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, "Is it okay not to pay?"

"Then you all can go in." The leading staff member raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically.

"Mom, pay it!" Qian Zhizhi was the first to jump out.

The Zeng family was already looking for faults in her. If she went to jail, the Zeng family would find ways to kick her out of the soap factory.

She didn't want to go back to her hometown to live that hard life facing the earth and back to the sky.

"Yes! Mom, you should pay it quickly!" Qian Xingsheng also urged.

He came to the capital not to get in.

"Mom, just hand it over!" Xie Xiaofen also quickly agreed.

All the gossipy aunts and uncles from her mother's family knew that she had come to the capital to become a city dweller. If she went in, she would be laughed to death by those women!

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Old Mrs. Qian looked at her son and daughter, then at her eldest grandson whose voice was almost hoarse from crying. She gritted her teeth, and tremblingly took out a small stack of bills from her trouser pocket.

I counted out four.

When handing it to the staff, Mrs. Qian's heart was bleeding.

"Brigade Commander Su, look at old woman Qian's face." Shen Zhihuan pulled the man's sleeve, motioning him to look quickly.

Those who know her know that she is paying the fine, while those who don’t think someone is taking advantage of her!

This, this, this...

It's almost as good as Prime Minister Bigan digging out the seven-hole heart.

Su Ziyu smiled and rubbed his wife 's head .

Shen Zhimei, wearing an apron around her waist, was spinning around in the small two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment like a spinning top that never gets tired.

"Mom, the oil is ready!" Erya, who was staring in the kitchen, saw white smoke coming out of the cooking oil in the pot and she shouted loudly.

"Hey! Here I come!" Shen Zhimei put down the clothes she was washing and trotted to the kitchen.

After pouring the vegetables into the pot and asking Erya to help watch it, she went back to the bathroom to wash clothes.

In the bathroom, which was less than three square meters, there were three large basins of dirty clothes.

Shen Zhimei scrubbed it skillfully.

"Mom, my homework book is missing!" Daya was so anxious that she was about to cry while searching everywhere.

She clearly put it on the low cabinet yesterday, how could it be gone?

"Look for it carefully again." Shen Zhimei frowned and looked in the direction of the bedroom without stopping her hands.

"I've looked for it several times." Daya's voice was already filled with tears.

I will hand it over to the teacher tomorrow...

Shen Zhimei lifted her apron, wiped her hands, and quickly returned to the small bedroom.

Ever since Qian Xingsheng, Xie Xiaofen and their children came to Beijing, their family of four has been forced to squeeze into this small bedroom of less than ten square meters.

Qian Xingsheng and his family of three moved into the master bedroom of Shen Zhimei and Qian Xingwang.

Old Mrs. Qian was afraid that Shen Zhimei and Qian Xingwang would wrong her eldest grandson, so she came over and told them to take good care of her eldest grandson.

He also gave a lot of detailed instructions on what to eat and drink.

Why do we have to eat eggs in the morning and have meat dishes every day...

Shen Zhimei thought that guests were welcome, so she accepted all the requests.

Unexpectedly, the next day, Qian Dabao threw his dirty clothes in front of Shen Zhimei.

Within two days, Xie Xiaofen and Qian Xingsheng's dirty clothes were thrown in front of her.

Although Shen Zhimei was dissatisfied, she had to grit her teeth and endure it because of the tyranny of Mrs. Qian.

Shen Zhimei searched the small bedroom, turned over all the cabinets, and even looked under the bed with a flashlight.

"Did you leave it at school?" Shen Zhimei put the flashlight back into the drawer of the dressing table.

"No! I remember it clearly. It was placed on that low cabinet." Daya pointed at the low cabinet near the bed with tears in her eyes.