This time, it was the head of the guard section who coordinated it. To be honest, "According to our regulations, you need your family members to come and claim the items and sign the papers. After you go back, you should discuss the follow-up. If you can't reach an agreement, we will report it, and your military headquarters will handle it on its own."
They are just a security guard unit, in charge of the safety of the family compound. The family members can manage the situation, but they can't deal with people of higher rank than them. If the family members feel that the situation is not handled properly, they will talk to the head of the household. If the family members have any complaints, they can only report it to the higher-ups and let the department handle it itself.
In the compound, most disputes are minor and are resolved privately. It's just that Director Ji only notified us today when he came to work. Director Ji said that his children should bring the person out first, and he will just wait.
He instructed someone to bring them water so they wouldn't get thirsty, and that once the people were taken back, they would be done with them; he didn't want to keep them around!
Lai Lanhua felt that they were deliberately making things difficult for her: "Do you even know who I am? Let me go right now, or my husband will make you regret it."
The team leader remained unfazed: "Even if a high-ranking leader comes, we still have to follow the rules and regulations. If you don't want water, then don't drink it. Xiao Zhao, take the water, lock the door, and wait for Director Ji to come and take people away."
They've been spoiled. The security department is responsible for the safety of the entire compound. If they don't follow the rules and regulations, then anyone can come and use connections, causing a lot of trouble for the department. It's better to just establish the rules directly.
Lai Lanhua was still shouting, but the team leader ignored her. His job was given to him by the state, not arranged by the Ji family. He couldn't be bothered to listen to her shouting even though her voice was hoarse. He figured the Ji family's children probably wouldn't come either, so he would just wait for Director Ji to come by himself!
Back home, Ming Zhengyang began lecturing: "Old Ji and I are both in the military, at the same level. We'll run into each other all the time. This matter isn't over yet, and we'll definitely meet again. Speak properly, and let's resolve this calmly."
Lin Damei ignored him completely and went about her business. Ming Zhengyang kept talking to her, which annoyed Lin Damei to no end: "Either you do your work, or you stay away from me and don't bother me. You just start hitting me without even asking what happened. Am I not allowed to fight back? I will never settle this."
Does she want to fight? The first time they met, she mocked her for not being the original wife, and the second time she cursed Fanfan; she was just looking for trouble.
Knowing he was in the wrong, Ming Zhengyang still said, "You and Lai Lanhua will definitely meet again. Let's discuss how to resolve this when Lao Ji comes back. We live in the same courtyard; we can't fight every time we meet, can we?"
They will definitely talk to the Ji family about it, but Da Mei has too bad a temper. If she doesn't speak properly, it will really escalate the conflict. It wasn't a big deal to begin with. It was just a few words of quarrel. They should apologize to each other and then live in peace. After all, Lai Lanhua and her son were beaten black and blue and looked terrible. Da Mei and Xiao Xiao were not injured. The loser always has a natural sense of weakness.
Lin Damei was about to hit Ming Zhengyang with the broom handle in her hand, but Ming Zhengyang saw her and dodged: "It's fine if you hit me, but look at Fanfan, don't hit her, you even caught two fish from her!"
Lin Damei was even angrier when she heard this, but she was still holding Fanfan and was looked at by Fanfan's innocent eyes, so she immediately suppressed her anger and gritted her teeth at Ming Zhengyang: "You'd better reorganize your words."
Ming Zhengyang was good at strategy, but he really couldn't beat Lin Damei in a fight, so he had to give in: "I'll have a drink with Lao Ji tonight and talk to him. If I can win, I'll make him apologize to you. If I can't, I'll fight him. Husband and wife should share happiness and hardship."
Lin Damei then stopped talking. Seeing Fanfan yawning, she felt extremely sorry for him: "Our Fanfan always gets sleepy when he's scared. Let's not force him to sleep. Grandma will stay with you, so don't be afraid."
Fanfan lacks a sense of security. She has noticed that Fanfan only sleeps soundly when someone is around. When no one is with her, she sleeps very lightly and is easily awakened by the slightest noise. She only closes her eyes again when there is no noise. She can't sleep well at all, which is heartbreaking to see.
Lin Damei left after coaxing Zhu Fanfan to sleep, closing the door behind her and warning her family to stay away. She packed up quickly, finishing before Fanfan even woke up.
This time, Zhu Fanfan's mental strength recovered very quickly. When she woke up and saw that no one was around, she entered the space again. There were crops that were about to ripen, so she harvested another batch. Her mental strength has increased dozens of times, and she can control the space very well. So she planted all the crops in different time periods and harvested them whenever she had time.
As for the unharvested grains, they will fall to the ground on their own, sprout again, and be harvested when they ripen. She won't plant several crops. Although the yield is low and the grains are small, the quality is not compromised.
As she came out, a faint call suddenly entered her ears, as if someone was drawing her over. She sensed with her spiritual power that she was at Grandma Da Mei's house.
Zhu Fanfan followed her instincts and unknowingly walked into the study. In this house, only Grandpa Ming was literate. He treasured these books and usually did the cleaning himself, never letting Grandma Da Mei clean them.
She knocked on the door but no one answered, so she had to push the door open and go in. The room was quite large, with a row of bookshelves at the back, all of which were thread-bound, with only a few hardcover books placed higher up.
The desk in the room was antique-style, complete with writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones. There were also more than a dozen calligraphy brushes of various sizes on the brush holder. It looked like a scholar's study, and Zhu Fanfan couldn't help but praise its elegance.
She used her mental energy to scan the room little by little, sensing where she resonated with something, and finally settled on a hardcover book.
She realized this was a study, a private space, and not a place for her to be. She was about to leave when she turned around and saw Ming Zhengyang enter.
Seeing Fanfan standing on the ground looking bewildered, Ming Zhengyang chuckled and picked him up, asking, "How come you ran out on your own after sleeping for so little time?"
Da Mei also told them not to come near, that Fan Fan was a light sleeper and that she would kill anyone who woke him up. She went off to do her own thing, but then suddenly had a change of heart and closed the door. Da Mei must be very worried when she finds Fan Fan missing. He watched the commotion from the side.
Taking the opportunity, Zhu Fanfan pointed to the gold-bound book high up, her little voice filled with innocence: "That book is calling me."
When Ming Zhengyang saw that Fanfan was pointing to a book that was actually his family's heirloom manual, he was surprised. Was this a coincidence? He picked her up and carried her to the bookshelf, asking, "Is this the one?"
Zhu Fanfan thought Grandpa Ming was being boring. Pointing at the hardcover book again, he remembered his grandfather's words about showing off one's abilities at the right time. So he used his mental power to wrap the book and pull it down, leaving Ming Zhengyang stunned. Suddenly, the book veered off course and hit him on the head, bringing him back to his senses with pain.
Suddenly, Ming Zhengyang's eyes lit up as he looked at Zhu Fanfan. This was his ideal successor. He placed Fanfan on the table, opened the book, and asked, "What do you think?"
Zhu Fanfan: ...How should she feel when facing a book?
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