Zhao Han also hurriedly stepped forward and stopped Zheng Chun, who was about to slap Wang Wenwen again. "Speak carefully if you have anything to say, don't hit anyone."
Of course she wants to face her classmates.
Zheng Chun struggled for a few times, but failed to get away. He said angrily: "Let go, don't think that you are aliens, so you are nothing special! Now this is our world of normal people. You aliens, if you were placed in medieval Europe,
They are all witches who will be burned to death!"
Zhao Han was suddenly stunned. This was the first time she faced the undisguised jealousy, malice and hatred of ordinary people.
"What are you talking about, Xiaochun, don't talk like that!" Zheng Banhe suddenly turned around and shouted loudly.
"You are the only son-in-law, how dare you yell at me?" Zheng Chun suddenly slapped Zheng Banhe on the face!
Zhao Han suddenly realized that this woman had the same style for everyone.
"A man who can't eat enough or do anything dare to yell at me!" Zheng Chun repeated again to Zheng Banhe.
"You, you..." Zheng Banhe was so angry that he couldn't speak.
At this time, a voice sounded in the living room: "What's going on? It's so noisy? You don't let people sleep in during the weekend?" Wen Rende yawned and walked out.
Zheng Chun lowered her voice when she saw outsiders coming. She said to Wang Wenwen: "Come back with me."
"I won't go back!" Wang Wenwen said stubbornly.
Zheng Chun said harshly: "Do you not care about your grandfather's life or death?"
Wang Wenwen glared at her: "If you are sick, I will have someone come here to see you. Anyway, I don't want to see your family."
"Okay, you're fine!"
Zheng Chun saw Rende walking over to him, but he was swaying and looking like a successful man. After all, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he turned around and left.
Zheng Banhe looked helpless and said: "Wenwen, I'm sorry, she has this temper. This gentleman, I'm so sorry for causing trouble to your family."
After saying that, he bowed deeply to Wen Rende.
Wen Rende glanced at him and saw a big red slap mark on his face, one on the left and one on the right of Wang Wenwen, very symmetrical. He smiled sympathetically: "It doesn't matter, it's not your fault. Stay and have a meal with Wenwen.
, now if you chase me back, you’ll get scolded, and maybe even beaten.”
Zheng Banhe looked at each other and almost had tears in his eyes. He was such a close friend!
"Then I'll trouble you," Zheng Banhe said, pushing a box he was carrying in his right hand over again: "This is a special product from our hometown in the North. Please accept it. I originally wanted to use it to thank you."
Those who took care of Wenwen are now apologizing."
Wen Rende smiled, took the box, and welcomed Zheng Banhe into the living room.
So the two men talked in the living room, while Zhao Han took Wang Wenwen to the balcony on the second floor and gave her abrasion medicine on her face.
"It's okay, that bitch didn't hurt me even if he hit me. It's really annoying. It's all my uncle's fault for stopping me, otherwise I would have to kick him back." Wang Wenwen rubbed his fat face and said angrily.
Zhao Han worriedly said: "If you kick her, I'm afraid you will break her. Your uncle is treating you well."
She now understands why Wang Wenwen said he couldn't see her at first, but then went to see Zheng Banhe when he heard he was coming, because Zheng Banhe was still really good to her.
If he really wanted to kick an ordinary person to injury or even to death, then Wang Wenwen might face a very serious punishment. The Inspection Department has very strict control over newcomers and aliens.
Although she was beaten first, the result was still the same.
"No, I can't get out of this tone. Isn't there surveillance at home? I have to sue her!" Wang Wenwen said bitterly.
"Then you don't understand your uncle's mood?" Zhao Han touched his head.
"Humph, if I could lock her up, my uncle would be happy without saying anything. Only my grandparents would be sad." Wang Wenwen's voice became lower.
Although her grandfather regarded her as a tool to carry on the family line, he still treated her well.
A few years ago, he assigned his 3,000-acre farm in the countryside to her name in advance, saying that he was afraid that one day he would not be able to get enough of it, and the things would not be in her hands.
Although she doesn't care about the three thousand acres of land, affection must be remembered.
"Oh, yes, relationships are sad." Zhao Han said very considerately.
Wang Wenwen had a headache and said: "It's hard for an upright official to deal with household affairs. Why is it so sad? What are you talking about?"
"Oh, I just missed a word. Family ties are so difficult." Zhao Han said sarcastically.
"Huh, that's how fights between relatives are. People who worry too much about face can't be ruthless, so whoever has the lowest bottom line and the most rogue will win. Just like my uncle, do you think he doesn't want a divorce? He
I don’t dare to leave, he told me before,”
"My sister-in-law is a cruel person. He once filed for divorce, and Zheng Chun went to his workplace to make trouble and smashed his laptop and other things he used for business trips. The people from the public security station had no choice but to take the
I went back to mediate and made compensation. But the compensation was eventually deducted from my uncle’s salary..." Wang Wenwen said bitterly.
"Uh..." Zhao Han couldn't imagine how embarrassing it would be for a woman like that to cause trouble in her husband's workplace.
But she has indeed seen such examples on the Internet. Just as there are very vicious men, in this world, kind people have no gender, and vicious people have no gender.
"Well, if the teacher encounters such a thing, how will he deal with it?" Zhao Han subconsciously thought of someone who had been away from home for several weeks.
Wang Wenwen was holding her head and had a terrible headache. When she heard this, her eyes lit up, and then she felt sad again.
"Don't tell him, lest he laugh at me again and tell my mother." She said, picking up the biscuits on the balcony table next to her, turning her grief into appetite, and ate it vigorously.
Zhao Han smiled "hehe", then turned around and took out a few bags of walnut milk from his bedroom, put them next to the other party's hand, and then sneaked away.
Of course Wang Wenwen knew what she was going to do, and there was a hint of warmth in his eyes.
It's really rare to have such a friend who truly cares for you, because more people will look at your jokes and eat them.
…………
At this time, Wen Rensheng was driving home.
Sitting in the back row was Wu Liansong, who was holding two large trophies and smiling from ear to ear.
One trophy is made of gold and the other is made of silver. Of course, they cannot be pure. It is not because the Inspector is stingy, but because pure gold and silver are too soft and difficult to shape.
Engraved on them are "First-class merit in suppressing special natural disasters" and "Second-class merit in suppressing special natural disasters."
"Oh, I finally got such a thing. I used to covet Lao Zhao every day, but now I have it too. The key is to get it so easily." He said happily, touching the silver trophy carefully.
"Once you have received an honor, you have to let it go. It only represents the past, and you should continue to look forward." Wen Rensheng said boldly.
Wu Liansong said with disdain: "Oh, you, the number one banker, don't say sarcastic words. When you were choosing the prize, you went backstage to choose a book. It was mysterious. What book was it?"
"The books that can only be read live are kept in my mind and cannot be passed on to others." The corners of Wen Rensheng's mouth twitched. Recalling the book, he felt that he had really made a profit this time.
"Introduction and Taboo of Occult Healing".
"Using mysterious power to treat the human body and extend lifespan is a dream that the aliens have had since ancient times. It is also a difficult and complex project. If there are no medical aliens, this will not be possible for the vast majority of aliens.
They are all forbidden arts. Private study and teaching are prohibited, and personal research is even more prohibited."
"The institutions that manage aliens in various countries have executed countless aliens who secretly researched healing techniques in history, because if they are not strictly controlled, extremely terrifying situations will occur."
"Only those with the highest trust can learn this skill, and they must report their progress regularly and accept supervision."
This is normal. In modern medical technology, it has never been heard that those difficult medical technologies are allowed to be studied in private. They must be studied in regular hospitals by qualified doctors.
Those words flashed through Wen Rensheng's mind, and at this moment, his phone suddenly rang.
Because he was driving, he connected to the phone directly via Bluetooth.
"I'm Wen Rensheng, what's the matter?"
"Teacher, I'm Zhao Han, when will you be back?"
"I am on my way home."
"Oh, that's it..."
When Wen Rensheng heard this, he nodded and said: "I understand, this problem is not easy to solve, so let's solve the people who caused the problem."
After hearing what he said, Zhao Han and Wu Liansong in the car had nothing to say.
