Fast time travel: He made up for his mistakes in the plane

Chapter 73 Sugarcane No. 19 [-]
The mediation expert, the aunt of the Street Office, couldn't make sense of Xu Yuling in the end, and left helplessly in her weeping.

no way.

To be reasonable, you must be able to communicate!

Then Xu Yuling was not in the scope of communication at all. She just cried, except for saying that her life was bitter, that she accepted her fate, and that she didn't want to live anymore, and she didn't respond to a word.

This attitude is not clear enough?
The street offices are all experts in dealing with trivial matters, and they can understand it at a glance.

go go go go go!
There is still something to talk about.

Sure enough, within a few days, I heard that the police had come to my house.

Smack your tongue.

When a mother and her son have quarreled to such an extent, even if the son is forced to agree later, the rift between mother and son will also be cracked, and it is extremely difficult to repair.

Ah.

It's hard to say but nice to say.

In such a situation, it is impossible to go back to the past!
Song Shi still didn't come this time, and he still said, "I have no money, all my money is with my mother, and she can spend whatever she wants, isn't it always like this."

"You are so enthusiastic, please help me too. My monthly salary is more than 1 yuan, and sometimes it is more than a bonus. When I got married, she didn't even give me 200 yuan a month's pocket money. Please also persuade me Advise her, give me some money."

"It's really difficult for me, and I'm also very sad. I've only been out of work for a long time. For half a month, she called and complained everywhere, saying that I was not filial. Why didn't she say that my salary of more than 100 million yuan for eight years of work was all on her. Holding it in my hand, if I don’t work, then I’m not her son? I have to pay her all the wages for working hard all my life? Do I have to be her cow and horse for the rest of my life?”

"Who's mother is like this? I'm not her own son. I'm her long-term worker. To put it bluntly, the long-term worker still needs to be paid. I'm raised by my wife. That's right, I'm a big man. The salary is not low, and my wife is responsible for the family's expenses, and she can eat with peace of mind."

"And give birth to, oh, give birth to a hammer, let my son continue to work as a long-term worker for her?"

"Yes, what I said is a bit harsh, but you can compare your heart with your heart. You are like me. If you are a free long-term worker, they will give you a life-long job. Are you balanced? Are you willing to have a son? Do you still trust your mother? It’s about keeping money for you? She doesn’t want to take out the money when I’m in trouble. If I get sick in the future and I don’t have any money, wouldn’t I just wait at home to die?”

"It's chilling to think about it!"

"I even suspect that I'm not her own son. I picked it up somewhere on the roadside. I want to make an appointment for a DNA test."

The little comrade who called to persuade him kept nodding subconsciously, "Yes."

I moved my mouth several times but couldn't get in.

until the phone hangs up.

He looked blankly at the colleague who came to deal with the problem together: "This"

What to do?

The mobile phone was turned on and played, and everyone heard what the reporter's son said just now.

This Aunt Xu has gone too far in terms of emotion and reason!
Xu Yuling's eyes widened and her voice screamed: "What is more than 100 million, how can there be so much money!" After shouting, she realized that something was wrong, covered her eyes and choked, complaining, "He doesn't know how to cook with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar Popper, don’t you need money for these? Their siblings married me one after another. I really mean that I never said it, but he treated it as a treasure trove at home, and it was all set up by his wife. How could she be at ease? , That's my own son, can I still harm him? He still said such things, this is stabbing a knife in my heart, I should have gone with him if I knew that Lao Song died! Ahhhh !Old Song! Why don’t you take me away too! My son hates me.”

Beating his heart and crying loudly.

Everyone in the group is suffering from headaches.

To tell the truth, they would rather go to arrest the culprit, work overtime to collect clues, forget food and sleep, than deal with this kind of thing. Alas, both sides have their own arguments, both sides are unreasonable, and both sides refuse to communicate.
The older policeman called Song Shi again and asked him to come over.

Song Shi: "You ask my mother to give me my salary for these years, and I will give her a pension. Otherwise, I will come here for nothing. I have no money, and I have no plans to go out to work for the time being. Or, you give me My eldest sister called. I gave my mother more than 100 million. Is it fair for my eldest sister to give more than 100 million? I was bald, please change to another one."

"Di-"

That person: "."

Reluctantly put the phone into the trouser pocket, turned to look at Xu Yuling who was wiping her tears with her head down, "Well, Aunt Xu, how about?"

This is really hard to handle.

They are really not good at this, and it's okay to communicate well, but the other party just cries.

In the end, it was the aunt of the street office who persuaded them a few words before they escaped.

Several people inquired in the community again.

It's over with an indescribable expression.

The long-term worker who spoke on the phone suddenly popped up in his mind.

is not that right?

I am popular and drink spicy food, and my son is forced to go out to borrow usury, so it's strange if he doesn't resist.

"This matter still needs to be entangled." The experienced old comrade was very determined.

Song Shi put his phone aside and continued to search for lists online.

Yuan Zha is a designer and an advertiser. Although he is dull and introverted and has a mediocre relationship with his colleagues, he is indeed skilled.

He picked and picked, and chose a very average one.

500 yuan.

It will take three days to complete.

Halfway through, I received a call from Jiang Xiaolan.

It turned out that the street and the community couldn't understand him, so they turned their ideas on his wife and asked Jiang Xiaolan to persuade him.

It’s still the old cliché of standing up and talking without back pain, what’s like ‘the parents of everyone in the world’, ‘she’s getting old, you young people give way’, ‘it’s not good for anyone to make trouble, and we’ll help persuade her’. The class has no substantive effect.

Jiang Xiaolan is also annoying.

I just feel that this mother-in-law of myself is very difficult to deal with, and my ghost lingers on.

"If you want to take care of it, you can take care of it. I won't pay for it!"

She got married to help the poor, so she had to fill in all of herself for no reason.

"I said you don't need to worry about it. Don't worry. By the way, if your parents say anything, don't pay attention to it. I will always solve the problem."

"Okay, then I'll go to work."

"it is good."

Colleagues saw her put her cell phone on the table with a gloomy expression, staring at the computer lazily, curled her lips, she couldn't stand up and blame someone, if it was her, this kind of doggy man would have left long ago, wouldn't it be nice to be single? Do you panic when you put money in your pocket?

Why bother.

Good people being bullied.

If you are kind and talkative, people will not think you are tolerant and generous, they will only think that you are soft-tempered and easy to bully, the more you will push forward.

Two days later, Song Li also received a call from the street about Xu Yuling's pension.

(End of this chapter)