There are neighbors with their ears pricked up around. Jing Jian didn't want to make a fuss on the spot, so that outsiders could laugh at it.

But Zhao Jinhe didn't have any scruples. He raised his voice and argued: "Why don't you make trouble? His father just... Isn't you going to get into college? Is that what ordinary people can do? I think they are the same as my third child? Is it just because I'm lazy and don't want to go to the field, and I can learn craftsmanship. It's a promising opportunity. What kind of high school is going to be? I'm useless to waste tuition?"

Jing Jian was speechless. If Zhao Jinhe had this enlightenment more than a year ago, would Zhao Xia still become his wife? Such a fool, Jing Jian would destroy his IQ when he talked to him. So he was about to pat his butt and leave. However, Wei Yingzhi became curious: "Uncle, who is your Saner?"

"I'm sorry, Teacher Wei." Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, Li Xiangdong hurriedly pulled away and prepared to calm down. "The Zhao family's daughter was the one who entered Huaqing two years ago. But Xiao Jian was not bad either. She just came back from the army. I won't disturb you anymore. You should rest early and leave." After saying that, Li Xiangdong pulled Zhao Jinhe and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Zhao Jinhe threw a letter to Jing Jian with a dark face, and it had been unpacked: "My daughter gives it to you. Take a look at it yourself, look in the mirror more, and understand what you are. Don't pull it, don't pull it, let's go now."

When the two of them left, seeing Jing Jian’s face look ugly, Wei Yingzhi asked, “What’s wrong with that person just now? He speaks so badly?”

Aunt Li on the side also echoed: "That's it. But Xiao Jing, what's the relationship between you and his daughter?" Sure enough, Aunt Li has her own focus.

"Haha." Jing Jianle was angry. The tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by a dog. He shook his head and turned away. It was useless to say more. Only a counterattack in action is the best counterattack.

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Back at the house, turned on the desk lamp, Jing Jian took out the letter paper and looked carefully. Sure enough, there was a reason why his father-in-law Zhao Jinhe suddenly had a bad attitude. He should have read the letter Zhao Xia wrote to him, so he felt that he had the confidence to teach Jing Jian a lesson. This letter gave Jing Jian an understanding - if Jing Jian didn't work hard, Zhao Xia would become more and more disappointed, and eventually she would go further and further away.

On the surface, this understanding seems to be correct. But in the midst of anger, there is actually a deviation. After reading it several times, Jing Jian suddenly felt anger. He said "work hard" lightly? How should he work hard? If the slogans were useful, world peace would have been achieved long ago.

When he returned to the house, Jing Jian took out his pen and started writing a reply: "Hello, Xia. The letter has been read."

"No need to hide it, there is a problem between us, and it is the most troublesome crisis of trust. There is no intention to blame you, and even if you perform well, or even get better and better, I am proud of you. So what is the crux of the problem? It is undoubtedly me. One by one, one by one, not only can't keep up with your footsteps, but you can only look at your back as you look further and further away."

"Actually, I just want to tell you - I can do it. Going to the capital is not a problem, giving you a wealthy life is not a problem. Even if you go abroad, I can come up with a way to accompany you. But the problem is here, do you believe it?"

"I also want to say--I don't need much, it only takes time, a few years, and everything can prove it. Indeed, I am not as good as you in my studies, but in other aspects, I will give you a stunning performance. But the question is here again, do you believe it?"

"Forgive me, the truth may be hurtful, but I also have my own pride. I can understand your embarrassment. No matter how nice I say, those problems seem to be unable to be solved. But what else can I do besides swearing to promise? Even if I come to Beijing soon and live with you, it seems that the problem in front of me has been solved. But if, this if there is still a great possibility, what if you have the opportunity to go abroad? Will all the problems start from scratch? Another similar crisis of trust occurs? Let me swear to promise? How many years will it take to prove it?"

"You don't need your answer, because I already know the answer. As long as you are an ordinary person with normal intelligence, you will think that I am a fool, or even think that I am crazy, let alone being as good as you? But I still want to say that as long as you give me time and trust me, I will give you everything, even exceed your imagination. But what's the result? It's useless, without that kind of almost blind trust, everything is useless!"

"There is no choice but to fall, this is my current heart. I am helpless, so the end of my faith - break up! If you don't continue to bother you, I would rather be a heartless man!"

"Note: My promise is still valid. I hope you are happy, as a friend, just a friend."

Finally ending all this, Jing Jian seemed to let go of his worries, but his heart was a little empty. The next day, he sent a letter without hesitation and regret. Maybe he was a little anxious, maybe he was stimulated by Zhao Jinhe, and the content he wrote was a bit too much, and seemed to have been done recklessly. But Jing Jian would not regret it. Even if he really did something wrong, so what?

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After staying here, Jing Jian still maintained his good living habits. He got up early every day to exercise and cleaned public areas. Therefore, within a few days, his relationship with his neighbors became more harmonious. Aunt Li and the others were also used to this "Mr. Wei's cousin". Every time they met, they were used to chatting for a few words.

As for Wei Yingzhi? Her eyes were strange these days, and she even stopped talking several times. Finally, one night, Wei Yingzhi brought a bowl of noodles. Unexpectedly, she did not leave this time, but instead stood beside Jing Jian, watching him eat, biting her red lips as if she wanted to say something.

Jing Jian looked up and smiled: "Is there anything wrong?"

"No...well." The woman's curiosity finally prevailed, "Are you... the child of Commissioner Jing?" Obviously, Wei Yingzhi had already inquired about Jing Jian's situation.

Put down the sea bowl and smiled: "It's Jiayan." There is nothing to hide.

In his previous life, in a living environment like Huaqing, he had some habit of speaking elegantly. This was in line with the preferences of Wei Yingzhi's female literary youth. However, at this time, Wei Yingzhi wanted to satisfy the gossip fire in her heart.

"Then the number one science student in the region two years ago, was she...?"

"Inner son."

"May I ask, Gui Geng?"

"I haven't had a bad crown."

The conversation was very interesting, and both of them laughed.

The region is not small, but not big. As a former executive deputy commissioner, he created a sensational "abscond incident" and must have heard of the name Jing Baisheng.
Chapter completed!