After saying these words, she went to the kitchen, picked up a pole, rushed to the door, and was about to hit Zhao Xiaming.
"Mom..." Bai Lu was startled and grabbed her anxiously, "Mom, if you have something to say, please say it. Don't do anything. Oops..."
"After bullying the children of our old Su family, he still dares to knock on the door at our house. I think he is here to die!" Li Xiu'e was furious and raised her pole high to hit Zhao Xiaming. "I must beat him today."
No!"
"Dad, help me." Zhao Xiaming hurriedly hid behind his father.
Li Xiu'e cursed, "Damn you bastard, no one can save you today!"
As she spoke, she raised the pole and started to fight again, but Zhao Wenguo stopped her in time, "What are you doing?"
"What am I doing? Secretary Zhao, you have the nerve to ask me? I thought you were a good person before and praised you everywhere, but what happened? Your son bullies my Xiaowu, and you still pretend to be a good person. What the hell are you doing!"
Li Xiu'e's eyes were filled with contempt and she spat at Zhao Wenguo.
Zhao Wenguo originally wanted to sit down and talk, but now he couldn't help but get angry.
"Grandma Xiao Wu, can't you say that?" He took a step forward and said, "It is true that Xiao Wu pushed my Xiao Ming into the river before. As for who bullied whom among them, it is unclear."
"Can't tell? What do you mean?"
After Li Xiu'e asked, Bai Lu couldn't help but frown, "Secretary Zhao, what you said is strange. The neighbors were all around that day. Minqian said personally that your son Zhao Xiaming stabbed her with a needle and bullied her since she was a child.
She also said in front of everyone that your son has always bullied my Xiaowu in school..."
"I don't know why Minqian said that. Maybe it's because her father knows that Master Su will return to the factory next year and will be the director, so he wants to take the opportunity to curry favor with you. This is not necessarily true. After all, there is no basis for what he says!"
Bai Lu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then couldn't help but laugh and said: "Secretary Zhao, what you said is really funny. What's wrong with the factory director? The factory director is just a position that works for the benefit of everyone, and
Workers are no different.
I came back from Nanping City and I haven’t seen a single person fawning over me so far. Why? People in the factory don’t fawn over me, the factory director’s wife, but secretly let their children fawn over my Xiaowu behind my back? Do you think this is possible?”
Zhao Wenguo couldn't refute her words for a moment and coughed uncomfortably, "In short, as long as there is no evidence that my Xiaoming bullied your son, I think everything is open to discussion."
"Okay, no matter who bullied whom in the past, the matter is over. I don't want to argue with you anymore. I just hope that our two families will not conflict with each other in the future..."
Before Bai Lu could finish speaking, Zhao Wenguo immediately said: "This is what I hope too!"
Having said this, he looked into the Su family's house, pointed at Su Wenian and said: "I don't care about your third son blackmailing my son today. I hope you can take good care of your sons and stop them from bullying Xiao Ming.
Do the bad things that only gangsters do."
"Who are you saying is blackmailing your son?" Li Xiu'e was so angry that she tightened Zhao Wenguo's clothes, "Don't talk nonsense!"
Zhao Wenguo struggled to break away from her hand and pulled his son in front of him, "You tell me."
Zhao Xiaming told everything about Su Wennian's money robbery.
"That was the money I gave my mother to make soy sauce, and he took it all away."
Bai Lu hurriedly turned to look at Wen Nian, but before she could ask, Su Xiaosi said: "You are kidding, my third brother will rob you of your money? It's not like my family has no money, why don't you have the soy sauce money?"
"That's right!" Bai Xingye helped, "Even if you want to slander someone, you should find some decent excuse? Does Wennian look like the kind of person who will rob you of your money?"
"Wen Nian, say it yourself..."
Bai Lu looked at her third son, "Have you taken Zhao Xiaming's money?"
"Third brother..." Jinbao looked at her third brother with some worry, fearing that he was not good at lying and would accidentally let something slip.
Su Wennian smiled tenderly at Jinbao, as if to comfort her and reassure her.
Their little movements fell into Bai Lu's eyes.
Just when Bai Lu started to worry for no reason, Wen Nian shook his head.
"What's the money for soy sauce?" Su Wennian said in an innocent tone, "Why should I steal your money?"
Zhao Xiaming did not expect that he would look like this, and said angrily: "You said that every time I see you in the future, I must obediently hand over the money to you as compensation for Su Xiaowu, and you also said that I won't give you the money.
Just hit me every time you see me."
"I never hit anyone, and I have never hit anyone. How could I hit you?"
After saying that, Su Wenian asked: "Since you said I hit you, how did I hit you? Where did I hit you? Sorry, I really didn't see where you were hit."
"You, you didn't hit me at that time, but you threatened me, you..."
Zhao Xiaming blushed anxiously and stamped his feet vigorously, "In short, you stole my money!"
"Hey, your father just said that baseless things don't count. Now since you insist on saying that my third brother stole your money, where is the evidence?" Jin Bao walked to the door and asked.
After saying that, in order to make the matter bigger, she deliberately said loudly: "If there is no evidence, it is slander!
Yeah! You didn’t want to take revenge on my family because your previous bullying was exposed, so you came here to frame my third brother? What are your family’s intentions? "
Several families living nearby heard Jinbao's voice and curiously walked out to take a look.
"It's Zhao Wen's country again. Are they stalking Master Su's family? There's no end yet. I'm really convinced."
Zhao Wenguo explained anxiously, "No, my son and I are not here to cause trouble, we are..."
"You are still saying that you are not here to cause trouble? There is no evidence at all, but you are saying that my third brother has robbed your son of his money. Is it funny or not? Everyone knows what kind of character my third brother is. How could he blackmail you?"
people?"
After hearing what Jinbao said, everyone immediately exclaimed: "What? You actually said that Wennian stole Zhao Xiaming's money? How is that possible?"
"The Zhao family father and son are really going too far. Even if they want to frame people with lies, they still have to tell decent lies."
Zhao Xiaming said hurriedly: "I'm not lying. It was really Su Wennian who robbed me of my money. My mother asked me to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy three kilograms of soy sauce in the evening. It was a total of 24 cents. He took it all away. I really didn't have anything."
Lie, I told the truth!"
"You said that all the money you had was taken away by my third brother, and there is not a penny left?"
"Yes!" Zhao Xiaming nodded vigorously, his tone affirmative.
Jinbao said: "Then do you dare to let people search you?"
"Search?" Zhao Xiaming was stunned for a moment, "Just search..."
After hearing what he said, Jinbao glanced in the direction of the neighbors, pointed at an uncle and said, "Uncle Huang, could you please help search him to see if he hid the money himself and then made false accusations?"
My third brother."
The rugged man with a stubble said "Okay" and strode forward.
He searched Zhao Xiaming's clothes and found nothing. When he searched his pants, he found three candies and six cents.
"Ah! Isn't this rich?" Everyone gathered around and pointed at Zhao Xiaming and said, "You have the nerve to say that the money was taken away. It was obviously you who used the money to buy soy sauce to buy candies. I didn't dare to tell you.
Mom, are you lying?"
"Tsk tsk! He is indeed a liar. He bullied Xiao Wu before and deliberately pretended to be pitiful to gain sympathy from others. He refused to admit that he was bullying others. How could there be such a child..."
Zhao Xiaming's eyes were full of confusion and disbelief, "This, this money and candy are not mine. My money was really taken away by Su Wennian. You believe me!"
"The evidence is in front of you, but you still want to blame my third brother..."
Jinbao sneered and looked at Zhao Wenguo, "Uncle Zhao, isn't the job of the workshop secretary to organize workers to learn cultural, moral and ideological courses and continuously improve the quality of workers?
I think you can’t even correct your son’s tendency to lie, so how can you be this secretary? Don’t teach all the workers in the factory bad by then.”