The law of great fragrance for old men

Chapter 80

In the mediation room, Liu Yan burst into tears. Wang Zhijie was scratching his neck and his face turned red. He didn't expect that his wife was telling a lie. What face would he have if the news spread? Who dares to ask him for goods?

The matter was settled. The director secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the big Buddha at the door with a smile on his face:

"See how this matter is handled..."

"Didn't you say that you also beat people?"

Chu Xijin's voice was not loud, but he had a strong aura of calmness and authority. The only people in the mediation room who knew his identity were the director and He Nian, and the rest thought he was sent by the local government to inspect the work.

"False! It's unjust, comrade police. There is no conscience in heaven and earth to beat anyone!" Liu Yan had long since lost her momentum, her eyes were red, and she sat on the ground begging for her husband's forgiveness.

"It's not up to you to decide whether someone is beaten or not. The neighbors all have eyes. There is video to prove it!"

The police will handle the rest of the matter. There is no need for them to stay at the police station all the time. If necessary, the police will come to the door and take notes. The chief politely sends the person outside to the yard.

"Don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen again. I will ask them to review it later."

Chu Xijin didn't say anything. He looked down at the watch on his wrist and turned to ask the New Year greetings: "Are you hungry? Find a place to eat first?"

He Nian touched his hungry belly and did not dare to do anything intimate, so he could only tell with his eyes.

"Exceptionally hungry..."

The couple was brought into the car by their son in a daze. Only then did He Minglan vaguely realize that something was wrong. How could a "big man" who could make the chief smile smile be driving in front of him?

This SUV has been modified for off-road use, and the back seat is spacious and comfortable. He Minglan recalled the familiar and natural conversation between the two in the backyard of the police station, and she had a strong premonition.

Could this be the "boyfriend" my son is dating?

Apparently having realized something, He Minglan couldn't calm down, but now was obviously not a good opportunity to speak, so she could only look at her husband but hesitated to speak.

He Cen also had a slightly condensed expression on his face.

Just in time for lunch, Chu Xijin drove to a pretty good restaurant. The private room environment was relatively elegant and quiet. He pushed the menu over, poured two more cups of tea and placed them in front of his father and mother, and said formally:

"Uncle and aunt, I am Xiaonian's boyfriend. My name is Chu Xijin. You can just call me Xiaochu."

Even if the other party does not have that kind of relationship with his son, he still has great kindness to the He family. He Cen greeted him with a smile:

"Hey, little Chu, sit down quickly. I'm going to trouble you today."

On the side, He Nian held He Minglan's hand and touched the fine calluses in her palm. He felt distressed and helpless. He felt that his mother was sometimes too kind and talkative, but he couldn't blame him. He could only advise:

"Mom, don't always be so kind and help anyone. Have you forgotten that time before?"

A few years ago, Liu Yan asked her family to borrow an electric car. As a result, she hit an old lady in the market that day. Liu Yan cried and said that the car was not hers.