Siheyuan came through and sent Jia Zhang to prison

Yi Zhonghai hurriedly walked to Liu Haizhong's side and said in a low voice: "Look, isn't that the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, Zheng Qiang? How could you not recognize him?"

Hearing this, Liu Haizhong's originally confused eyes suddenly brightened, and the scene of the last incident with the Jia family instantly emerged in his mind. Wasn't it the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, Zheng Qiang, who was in charge of handling it?

Liu Haizhong slapped his forehead and said with sudden realization: "Oh my, look at my memory, it really is Director Zheng!" As he said that, he quickly walked towards Zheng Qiang.

After standing in front of Zheng Qiang, Liu Haizhong smiled and said in a flattering tone: "Director Zheng, how come you have time to come to our place today?"

Zheng Qiang looked at Liu Haizhong expressionlessly, frowning slightly, and asked seriously: "I heard that Xiaoya was abused at home, so I came to check on the situation. As the elders in the courtyard, don't you know anything about this kind of thing? What's going on?"

Faced with Zheng Qiang's questioning, Liu Haizhong was suddenly speechless. He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

The people in the yard gathered around at this time. After hearing Zheng Qiang's words, everyone's heart couldn't help but tremble. Now they finally understood why He Feng of the He family was so arrogant and domineering on weekdays. It turned out that he was friends with the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau! For a while, everyone whispered and talked about it.

Zheng Qiang looked at the neighbors in the yard and smiled: "Okay, nothing happened, you can go back."

Liu Haizhong knew that today's school-wide meeting could not be held, so he asked everyone to go home.

Yi Zhonghai knew that he couldn't deal with He Feng today. Liu Haizhong wanted to go to He Feng's house with Zheng Qiang. Wouldn't his status rise by then?

But Zheng Qiang looked at Liu Haizhong: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Liu Haizhong dared not say anything, he could only shake his head: "Director Zheng, I'm fine."

Zheng Qiang looked at Liu Haizhong: "Do I need your consent to adopt a child?"

Liu Haizhong shook his head: "As long as the street office agrees, it will be fine."

Zheng Qiang nodded: "Then I won't keep you."

In fact, what Liu Haizhong wanted to say to Zheng Qiang was that Zheng Qiang had walked into the wrong house. This was Jia's house, and he should have gone to He Feng's house.

The sunlight shone through the window, scattering in patches into the simple room, illuminating Jia Dongxu's pale and weak face.

He sat on the bedside, his eyes filled with endless regret and worry. Ever since the accident took away his health, it also took away almost everything from him - his job, his dignity, and even his sense of responsibility as a father.

At this moment, he felt mixed emotions, especially when he learned that the Public Security Bureau Director Zheng Qiang was coming to visit him in person, the fear and anxiety exacerbated his torment.

You should know that Jia Dongxu’s theft has not been dealt with yet. This is only because Jia Dongxu is disabled now, otherwise he would have been caught long ago.

Zheng Qiang originally wanted to go to He Feng's house, but he had just talked to Liu Haizhong, so he went to the wrong place and came to Jia's house.

The moment Zheng Qiang stepped into the room, the air seemed to freeze. He stood tall and straight, with a sharp gaze, and exuded an inviolable aura of justice.

In comparison, Jia Dongxu seemed small and fragile, like a small boat before a storm, which could capsize at any time. He lowered his head, not daring to breathe, and kept repeating in his heart: "I must stay calm and find a way to protect my family."

However, his inner anxiety was not relieved. He looked up at his son Jia Cai in the corner, who was his only remaining comfort.

Although Jia Cai was still young, his eyes showed a certain understanding and determination, which warmed Jia Dongxu's heart, but also added a bit of heaviness. He knew very well that he could no longer provide shelter for his family, and the only thing he could do now was to minimize the impact on them.

Jia Dongxu's aunt didn't know Zheng Qiang: "What are you doing in our house?"

Zheng Qiang also knew that he had walked into the wrong house, but he didn't expect it to be Jia Dongxu, so he nodded and said: "The child is very healthy, I am sorry that I walked into the wrong house."

Jia Dongxu nodded: "Director Zheng, it's okay."

Zheng Qiang took a look and left. Unexpectedly, Jia Dongxu suddenly had other ideas and looked at Qin Huairu, but because Zheng Qiang was there, he didn't say a word.

As his thoughts became confused, Jia Dongxu turned his gaze to his wife Qin Huairu. She was standing by the window with her back to everyone, but from her slightly trembling shoulders, it could be seen that she was trying her best to control her emotions. Jia Dongxu took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and called her name in the most gentle tone. "Huairu..."

Qin Huairu walked over and said, "Dongxu, it's nothing. Director Zheng just went to the wrong room and didn't come to see you."

Jia Dongxu had an idea, but he didn't know how to say it, so he looked at his aunt and said, "Aunt, go out for a while and see what Xiaodang is doing. Why hasn't he come back yet?"

Zhang Anhua thought Jia Dongxu was going to untie his fist, so she nodded and went out.

After Zhang Anhua left, Jia Dongxu looked at Qin Huairu and said, "Qin Huairu, I hope the plot will come out soon, otherwise it will be useless."

Qin Huairu didn't understand at once and looked at Jia Dongxu: "Jia Dongxu, do you have any ideas?"

Jia Dongxu told Qin Huairu everything he thought, and she was so shocked that she didn't know what to say. She turned away in anger.

After a while, Qin Huairu slowly turned around, with a complex expression on her face, showing both worry and determination.

Qin Huairu's eyes were moist, and she bit her lips tightly, trying not to let the tears fall. Her emotions were surging. On the one hand, she understood and agreed with her husband's proposal, but on the other hand, she felt the immense pain of separation from her son. She knew that if she agreed, it would mean putting her son in an unfamiliar environment and taking on uncertain risks; but if she refused, how could she guarantee that her daughter would not be hurt even more?

Finally, under Jia Dongxu's earnest gaze, Qin Huairu nodded gently, even though this decision was like a knife cutting her heart. She knew that the compromise at this moment was for the long-term welfare of the family and was also a manifestation of trust and support for her husband. She walked to Jia Dongxu's side and held his hand tightly, silently conveying her determination and courage.

"Jia Dongxu, do you know what this means? Jia Cai is my own son. If I make this decision, am I being unfair to Jia Cai, my own son?"

Jia Dongxu knew that Qin Huairu had agreed, and the important thing now was to get Banggeng back.