Chapter 336 Call the Police
Except for the first day back at the Xia family, Xia Zhizhi didn't sleep in. She slept until noon at other times, and today was no exception.
Comrade Xiao Xia slept well yesterday and woke up in high spirits in the morning.
After washing up, Ah Ju brought out the rice left in the pot, and Xia Zhizhi drank a large bowl of it, including the soup.
After breakfast, I touched my stomach, collapsed on the sofa, and thought about life.
Xia Zhizhi considered herself a qualified candidate, thinking that since it was their first date after all, she must dress up beautifully.
She called Ah Ju to tidy herself up without any major problems.
She wore a light-colored woolen coat. In Beijing, most people would feel cold if they wore it like this, but she had a down jacket made by Ah Ju, so this was not a problem.
She also wore a light pink knitted hat decorated with rabbit fur balls and scarf gloves of the same color.
This color is actually quite difficult to control, as it will make you look dark and tacky if you are not careful, but she has fair skin and delicate features, so she naturally doesn't have this concern.
This pink and tender color makes people look particularly energetic.
Just dressed like this, she looks even younger, like fourteen or fifteen years old.
Although the appointment was at nine o'clock, she got up late, and it took her a long time to eat and dress up.
Fortunately, Beihai is close to Gongjian Hutong, and by the time she strolled over, it was just after eleven o'clock.
Xia Zhizhi scanned the doorway and saw Song Zhijie, who was standing with his sleeves tucked in, looking frightened like a frozen dog. Her little face immediately fell.
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Could the Song family just quietly follow her arrangements so easily? Of course not.
After Xia Zhizhi went back yesterday, the Song family became angrier and angrier they thought about it.
From the old to the young, not a single member of the family was safe. Everyone had bruises and swollen faces. The house was also burned down, and the losses were incalculable.
Anyone who lives can't stand this injustice.
Song Zhijie was also informed by Xia Zhizhi that she was going out on a date tomorrow. Just thinking about it made him feel that his future was bleak.
I just felt like a little cabbage in the field, with both my father and mother dead, so pitiful. I sat on the ground and cried endlessly.
The Song family's life is relatively good by comparison in China. After old man Song was transferred back to Beijing, he received a small promotion. Now he is the director of the Beijing Federation of Industry and Commerce, an administrative level nine, and earns more than 200 yuan a month.
Although he is not as impressive as the Xia family, he is not a very high-ranking official in the capital.
Although there are many officials in Beijing, there are still more ordinary people. The income from his position is considered good. The salary of old man Song alone is enough to support their family of several people.
He was even able to use his connections to arrange jobs for his sons and grandchildren, all of which were easy, leisurely and lucrative.
Originally, Song Zhijie could have had a better future because he was the descendant of a powerful family. Before he came of age, he not only received a monthly subsidy, but could also be directly recruited into the army.
But he couldn't bear the hardship, and his family was reluctant to let him join the army, so in the end Song Zhili was the one who benefited.
In the area of Nanjianzi Lane, when the Song family went out, no matter what their neighbors thought in their hearts, they were all respectful to them on the surface. The whole family had not suffered such an injustice for many years.
The more Mrs. Song thought about it, the angrier she became. Xia Zhizhi was extremely powerful and even she couldn't beat her family with just one hand. She pointed out that it was impossible for her to take revenge on her family members herself and she could only seek help from outside. In a rage, she reported to the police.
Putting aside other things, the police comrades have guns. No matter how powerful Xia Zhizhi is, does she dare to compete with the police who are armed with guns?
As soon as I heard that someone came to my house and committed a crime, he even set fire to it.
The public security comrades were taking notes very seriously.
When the Song family members complained about their grievances, it was like the endless flow of the Yellow River.
The police officer felt something was not right the more he listened. He stopped taking notes and asked, "Wait a minute, are you saying that the perpetrator was a little girl, about 16 or 17 years old, who slapped you and sent you flying?"
Old man Song felt a little embarrassed, but he still nodded with his hands covering his face.
Old man Song is not thin at all. He has a good physique, maybe he weighs 150 or 160 kilograms. How much strength does it take to slap him and send him flying?
The public security comrade paused: "Go on, and be realistic."
The Song family continued to complain.
Although the Song family's words were a bit exaggerated, they were not nonsense. Xia Zhizhi was indeed treating them like a yo-yo.
It took a lot of effort for the family to finish telling their grievances.
The comrade who was taking notes looked at his watch. It was the middle of the night. Could it be that these people were sick and starting to talk nonsense?
"Ah, you mean your family of six with a dog, one of whom is a soldier, was beaten without any chance to fight back?"
Old Lady Song nodded vigorously: "Yes, that damn girl is very strong, bring more people with you when you go to arrest her!"
The public security comrades felt that they were not talking about their future granddaughter-in-law, but Nezha with three heads and six arms, who had come to their house to cause trouble.
Finally, the police concluded that they had made a false alarm.
For the sake of Old Man Song, he patiently did ideological work on the whole family.
Old Mrs. Song was furious, but she couldn't produce any strong evidence, and there were no other bystanders.
Because the victims are all their family members, the testimony of relatives is not reliable in the first place, and what they say is so ridiculous that it is really hard to convince the public.
It’s a pity that dogs can’t talk, otherwise they could serve as a witness for them.
Finally, Mrs. Song had no choice but to compromise: "Beating us doesn't count, but what about her setting fire to our house?"
The public security comrade was annoyed by their nonsense and said a wise saying: "You are such a family, you can watch her light up your house, so you must have allowed it. What else is there to say?"
The Song family had no choice but to wait until tomorrow to make plans.
They were thinking of going to the Xia family to ask for an explanation.
Old Mrs. Song was well aware of the power of public opinion. As soon as she opened the door the next morning, she sat at the doorstep and started howling, crying about how she had met the wrong person, a granddaughter-in-law who was like a female demon. Not only did she beat her elders, she also set fire to the house. This was simply outrageous.
The neighbors had heard that their house was on fire and had come to listen to the gossip with great interest, but when they heard what she said, they all looked at each other, no one responded, and then a bunch of crazy complaints surrounded her behind her back.
"This old Song family member is becoming more and more insane!"
"No, she's just talking nonsense. She thinks we're all stupid. We just believe whatever she says!"
"I think she just wants to ruin Miss Xia's reputation first, and then use it to control her after she gets married."
"That little Miss Xia is so unlucky. She hasn't had a good life in the past few years. She was finally found back by her family, but she met such a husband-in-law with a personality as soft as dough. How is she going to live in the future?" Someone spoke with pity for Xia Zhizhi.
"Alas, there is no way, women's lives are all hard!"