Vol 2 Chapter 145: Dislocation 16

Mother Zhang was sitting in a wheelchair, clutching the old blanket that fell to the ground, and hesitantly said, "Is this really enough?"
The reporter who followed was saying, "Auntie, what are you thinking of asking this question at this time? If you go to the place and say so, then we are very embarrassed. We did not force you?"
Zhang Xiaodi ’s wife was dissatisfied and touched her husband, Zhang Xiaodi crouched down and said,
Mom, do n’t joke. Second sister is so angry with you, do n’t you feel angry? Give her a lesson this time, otherwise I really think The rice in our house is for her to eat for free? If you want to clean it, you should clean it? That hukou wouldn't agree. We will tell the truth, right, let everyone judge. "
The reporter said: "Auntie, we understand you. As parents, you are always forgiving and lucky with your children's mistakes. You have to decide, millions of things, for those of them with a standard of living, just It ’s just a month ’s pocket money. For you, that ’s enough to change your life.

Brother Zhang: "Dad, what do you say?"
Father Zhang was dumbfounded. Not to say good or to refute, but the folds on the face are all wrinkled together and difficult to stretch.
He has always been like this, as if to worry alone. As if everything is inevitable. Only finally made a decision.
He smoked a bad cigarette, his fingers flicked, and his voice was hoarse: "Go."
Zhang Xiaodi immediately went to push Zhang Mu, out of the gate, toward A big.
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The teaching area of ​​University A on Saturday is still lively. The students were informed that they were crowding in the activity center at this time, waiting for the lecture to begin. Obviously it is a huge activity area, if you arrive late it is estimated that you can't even occupy the position.
Zhang Chan had long been waiting on the podium. She checked that the microphone volume was normal, and watched the students holding the event help guide the audience into the seat, while she looked at the door wildly, waiting for the other party to appear.
Then there was a lot of noise and chaos, and the chaotic footsteps kicked off the drama. Several familiar people appeared at the entrance of the activity area surrounded by clusters, and moved slowly towards the podium.
The reporter at the back held up the equipment, like a hound that smelled of meat, and dashed across the crowd to the front.
The venue was quiet for a while, and passers-by made way for them. Zhang Chan also immediately cheered up and put on a perfect ceremonial smile.
The reporters questioned loudly, for fear that the students would not hear him.
"Student Zhang Chan, an anonymous report about you recently appeared in the local newspaper of City A. What do you think of this?"
"Is it true that you threatened your parents to leave City A because of your fear of losing face?"
"Does your biological father really want to sue your adoptive parents for personal injury to him?"
"Well, how much money did Mr. Yu give you since you lay your ancestors at home? Are you relying on your own ability or their support? Is the selection of outstanding entrepreneurial youth true and fair?
"Why don't you hear if your mother is seriously ill? They live in the most dilapidated house in the country without medical expenses, do you have nothing to say?"
"Zhang Song, are those just asked true? Are you refusing to answer now?"
Zhang Song looked at the reporter and Zhang Fu and Zhang Mu with interest, and asked, "Who helped you arrange this?"
These reporters have sharp questions, and this kind of induced question is not intended to wait for the chapter to answer. The intention of splashing dirty water is written literally. It is conceivable that even if Zhang Chan answered positively, the other party will misinterpret and modify it
"We are just journalists who are interested in this matter. We have the right to know! Would you please answer the question directly?"
"Do you not thank your adoptive parents at all? Do you think they are your burden?"
The regular reporters invited by Mr. Yu were unhappy.
No, what right do these crazy dog-like reporters have to know? Is it clearly making trouble?
"Where are you from? Why are you so unprofessional?"
"Are you journalists or paparazzi? Do you want to interview or gossip? The lecture hasn't started yet. Will you please step back?"
The students were also a little dissatisfied and stood up to demonstrate.
The smell of gunpowder became stronger for a while.
Yu Xizheng ran out of the auditorium, stepped up on that one-step stairway, blocked the front of Zhang Chan, and pushed the messy microphone back. Shen Sheng said: "If you really want to investigate, shouldn't you ask me first? After all, in the biological sense, I am their biological son."
The group of media people froze and then focused on him.
Zhang Chan's words were all choked back, watching Yu Xizheng's slightly reddish ears dazed.
Yu Xizheng said: "Our experience believes that many people already know. Accurately speaking, because of the mistakes of the past, I, a person who should have endured a poor life, instead of Zhang Chan had a affluent life. Education, medical care, and vision are all things my biological parents can't give. And Zhang Chan, instead of challenging all kinds of setbacks and difficulties in the countryside, will eventually appear at the same time in A, which is a miracle in itself. Then, Why point the finger at her? Just because, is she a woman? Or because, because of her hard work, you misunderstood that she was very generous? "
No one wants to get involved with sexism. Several people quickly denied: "No!"
"Why is that?" Yu Xizheng asked, "You claim to be journalists, should you remain neutral? But now I doubt your position and motivation. After all, this is a capital-conscious society, right?"
The reporters at the scene were all ignorant.
Are there any guys who take the initiative to grab feces?
The students on the field changed quickly, whispering, "This is absolutely true love!"
"Who should I say they have a bad relationship?"
"Isn't that a relationship of interest and cooperation? Doesn't it look like this?"
"Who sent me the brainwashing bag in the past, and said that the senior is now a senior babysitter, which is not the right way to open it."
"Seniors are really good Su, the school forum is not bullying me!"
In the media's previous plan, Zhang Fu and Zhang Mu were also confused.
"So why did the two become partners?"
"Of course, it depends on strength." Yu Xizheng said, "Achievements, bad conditions, or personality can't truly distinguish a person's ability. But perseverance, hard work, patience, and hard work are absolute advantages. I want to ask the whole country Can I find a few like Zhang Chan who have passed the A-level exam from the difficult education environment? Her success has already proved her strength, so what strange place do I find her to cooperate with? "
Zhang Chan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Please let me come by myself."
Yu Xizheng turned his head and said, "Commercial blowing of this kind of thing, please let me come."
Zhang Song felt that he was right.
"But I'm going to make a speech." Zhang Chan knocked on the tablet's screen. "It's 12 o'clock now."
The public noticed that today's focus is on speeches.
Zhang Song said: "I believe many people have doubts about this, curious about my thoughts and guessing whether I really made an ungrateful move. I will give you a clear answer today. Please retire a few Go to the side and do n’t disturb the others. "
Mother Zhang cried in a wheelchair and covered her face. The security guard came to separate everyone. Yu Xizheng sat down not too far away.
Zhang Chan took the microphone, coughed, and said, "Before I start, I would like to ask, what are the appeals of a few?"
Brother Xiao: "Mom has been sick recently ..."
Zhang Chan interrupted him and asked simply, "How much is it?"
Brother Zhang said angrily: "This is not a question of money at all. Are you not filial piety? Mom raised you so big ..."
Zhang Song again asked, "How much do you think filial piety is worth?"
Brother Xiao: "Have your parents bought it with money ?!"
The camera shoots wildly.
Zhang Chanban leaned on the computer desk of the podium: "You asked me for 10 million ..."
Everyone was in an uproar.
Someone shouted aloud.
Brother Zhang Yizheng said: "I was there to treat Mom. I couldn't stand up when I was hospitalized. If you don't ask me, I just got angry!"
Zhang Song: "So you just want money."
Brother Zhang: "Shouldn't it be out?"
Zhang Chan raised a finger and shook it: "No, it's not right."
She let out a deep breath.
"It seems that you don't know why your parents fled back to the countryside. They haven't told you yet? Maybe they think there will be no more evidence for this matter." Zhang Chan said, "So where should I start?" ? Let ’s start with my childhood. My native family. "
Zhang Muqian howl: "Oh ..."
The security guard shouted: "Please keep quiet! Otherwise please go out!"
Zhang Chan has continued the topic.
"It is well known that in my native family, there is an older sister and a younger brother. My older sister dropped out of junior high school and is currently working. My younger brother dropped out of high school and is married to have children. And I, A, are studying. Am I lucky? Looks like Zhang Jia I have vigorously cultivated me and put a lot of effort into my success. "Zhang Chan shook his head." It doesn't exist. "
Zhang Chan said: "I worked hard at work in high school, and my bank bills can prove it. I am a key high school based on my grades. In high school, I can get a scholarship of 8,000 yuan for a semester. Tuition fees. I usually live on campus, and the average cost of living is less than 200 a month. I have never bought any snacks. In addition, because of the embarrassment of my life, I have worked for various odd jobs. The income is unstable, ranging from 800 to 800 a month. About one thousand five hundred. However, when I got the admission letter of A major, I didn't have any spare money. So where did the money go? "
The Zhang family was obviously a little nervous. Zhang Chan didn't reward them with any glance.
"Someone should have guessed it. All of them were given to my adoptive parents because they didn't allow me to study. As a minor, I need various parents to sign. If they don't agree and come in trouble with real people, then I can't do anything. . And their requirement is that since I graduated from junior high school, I should provide social income for my family. So, I am working for them, to be precise, working for my brother. This state continued until not long ago. , Even during the college entrance examination did not stop. "
"And my university, everyone who knows me should know, before I know the truth, I usually work a few jobs, do a few part-time jobs, how much income I earn. There should be a lot of people here, all of whom have been taught by me Subject. However, do I have a deposit? I do n’t? Because after going to college, my parents asked me to pay 10,000 a month for maintenance. "
Zhang Chan smiled and said, "So, you should understand now that my family is a typical patriarchal family."
She said softly: "This is my native family."
She said indifferently, as if everything had disappeared like a cloud, and it had nothing to do with herself. The audience was indignant and locked the group of people in the corner tightly with hatred.
The uneasiness was stirred in their blood, a strong emotion that wanted to speak, but they couldn't say it.
They did not know how to express their sympathy and support to Zhang Chan, and they knew what the other party did not need at all.
"The growth environment of my childhood was full of repression and blows. The education methods of adoptive parents were cruel and indifferent. There was no support, goodwill, mercy, understanding, and love."
Zhang Chan lowered his head and said, "I have also thought about how, as a child with insufficient discernment ability, in that dark and negative world, I can make up my mind to stick to it. As long as I have a little hesitation, I may In that battlefield where there is no escape route, you may not be able to stand here. Perhaps this is the most precious thing in the genes that has brought me, and it makes me ashamed to assimilate them. "
Zhang Chan: "I can't be sure what kind of influence this childhood has brought to me today, and whether there have been any positive incentives. But I always feel that my life has been crippled for several years. And this shadow may be a lifetime. It won't go away, it will accompany me all my life with tingling. "
Zhang Chan stepped down: "But I still thank those who have helped me. They have enriched and warmed my life. Their teachings have always affected me to this day. With pure love, I continue to believe that I can still be different. The future. So I invited my elementary school teacher today, Mr. Ouyang. "
The crowd swept the camera to the front row of auditoriums.
The teacher is not too young. When teaching in the countryside, he was full of enthusiasm. Zhang Chan is his greatest achievement. He looked at the present Zhang Chan with tears of relief, sobbing.
Zhang Chan bowed and said: "Thank you for your cultivation and encouragement, leading me to find the direction of today."
Mother Zhang cried, "Well, how can you misunderstand me so much? I'm also worried that you won't find good people in the future, so I will save you money. We are used to it in our village."
Zhang Xiaodi also shouted: "Second sister, you can't reverse the black and white! The money is said to be saved for you. If the mother runs out of money, the money will be returned to you!"
Unexpectedly, Zhang Chan returned to the podium and turned on the projector.
She shook her mouse to wake up the dormant computer.
"The text may be too barren. Let me show you some intuitive pictures."
She said, "This is the room I live in."
Inside is a small room with dim light and old furniture. It can be seen that the time is set, and there is not even a better lamp.
Little Brother Zhang quibbled: "At that time, my family was poor, and my mother's room was not the same!"
As soon as his voice fell, Zhang Chan ordered the next picture: "This is my mother's room."
This is a spacious, obviously modern room with a main character. The mother Zhang was wearing pajamas lying on the bed and watching TV. Zhang Xiaodi couldn't even refute the words.
Turning back, it is a country house.
Zhang Song: "This is the marriage room my parents got married, my parents built for him."
Zhang Xiaodi said, "This is a newly built house. Everyone has a room. I have reserved it for you. You compare the old house with the new house. What do you want to prove?"
Zhang Chan continued to slide: "This is audio."
Zhang Mu's voice:
"You lose money, you lose money, I let you wash your clothes and you wash it for me for a long time. Do you have any opinions about me ... Did I let you go to your brother's house? Said your brother and sister did not like You, ah? What did you do in the past? "
This series of intensive face-slaps was shocking and breathless.
Someone couldn't help but scolded: "Fuck!"
"Do you guys still have a face?"
Zhang Shun continued to scroll with a blank expression.
Behind is the clear voice of Brother Zhang:
"Unless you give us 10 million, this matter will never end. Don't force me, everyone will be ugly by then."
This is basically the end.
Full of uproar.
They should be thankful that it is A University instead of the street, and there are security students beside the qualified students, otherwise at this time, there will definitely be agitated passers-by to move forward.
Rao is so, surrounded by this group of angry people, Zhang Xiaodi and others are still terrified.
"Do you think I will be unprepared? I am familiar with your shamelessness. If I can learn to sit still, it is estimated that I still live ignorantly under your oppression. Then, I am now answering the questions of the reporters. "Zhang Chan said," I came to today, rely on their cultivation? No. Do I owe them? No. Will I be filial to them? "
The younger brother answered: "Want to be beautiful!"
Zhang Chan spreads his hands: "Look, the answer that normal people know."
The group of people whispered to each other's ears, their expressions anxious, blaming each other internally, hesitating whether to leave immediately or heads hard.
"Also. I do n’t know who is the mastermind and who is the planner. But this is obviously a coercive act, and it extorts 10 million from me systematically. I will be held accountable. In addition, there are several reporters who are not aware Let me insult and spread false information. I will also formally prosecute. Please leave your identity information. "
The group of people hurriedly wanted to leave.
The students were quick-sighted and rushed out of their seats spontaneously, standing in front of them as a wall of people.
Zhang Xiaodi was completely panicked at this time, hiding behind the reporter with his parents, and Nane dared not speak out.
Several paper journalists took crazy pictures.
Here comes the value! This topic is so great! But the mainstream can be dog blood and exciting!
Zhang Chan said: "Don't go first, there is one more thing. Since the media are here, don't worry."
Everyone knows why.
Zhang Chan clasped his hands on his chest and raised his chin towards the audience.
Then a group of people sitting in the middle stood up one after another. There are old and young, looking at different living standards. Obviously, they are not A college students. There are more than ten people on the left and right, and the action is very conspicuous.
In the front row, a young man in a jacket, holding a file bag, stood up and said: "Please let it go, let all the trouble go! We are going to come on stage!"
Zhang Chan reached out and made a gesture, the media gave way to the students.
Lao Liu ran to the podium and attracted the attention of the crowd. He said with pleasure: "Reporters, please don't leave, thank you. Am I in C today?"
Zhang Song pointed to the Zhang family: "Today's C is still theirs."
"It doesn't matter." Old Liu beckoned, "I will, please point the light at me!"
Several paper reporters sensitively sensed that there was still big material, and they each found the best position to start shooting. The recording and pen are all in place, ready to record.
The students also calmed down and looked at the podium.
Zhang Chan took out his cell phone, walked aside and started calling the police.
"This is the case. Someone entrusted me to investigate the case of miscarriage of the baby more than 20 years ago. After all, men and women have made such a strange thing. It is a bit weird to think about it. Although most of the files have been damaged, I have spared no effort to visit As well as the support of well-meaning people from all sides, we can now draw conclusions. "
Lao Liu photographed the document in his hand. "All of them are confessions from related people. I won't read them for you. I will just queue up and take a picture."
Speaking about the business, Old Liu raised his face and said solemnly: "I can say for sure that this is not an accident, it is artificial. Zhang Fu and Zhang Mu knew from the beginning and took the initiative to plan the whole thing. The crime of chanting is not just about giving priority to men, but involving human trafficking. "
"I go!"
The restlessness at the scene could no longer be suppressed. The shouts came one after another.
"seriously?"
"It's so shameless! How can you do such a sad and crazy thing, how to abuse Zhang Chan with peace of mind!"
"I didn't believe that there are such parents in this world. Is it true?"
"What evidence is there. If you don't believe it, do you believe in your intuition?"
"Has the police been reported? Can this case be pursued? If the case is not filed, has the time limit for prosecution expired?"
Mother Zhang's head was even "buzzed", knocking her out of reason.
Her wheelchair was dragged by the person next to her. She anxiously lifted the blanket on her leg, stood up, and stood against the wall.
The students who saw it finally couldn't help but scolded: "Lying trough!" People who can stimulate Zhang Chan's legs are standing upright!
Zhang Mu grasped Zhang Fu's hand tightly: "Old man, old man! Go away!"
Father Zhang did not have a good air: "How are you going!"
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Mr. Yu was worried about the school accident, and the person who specially sent to the earthquake site was also frightened. He was worried that he could not describe this magnificent scene. At the moment, he dialed the opposite phone and decided to let Yu Association participate in person.
"Mr. Yu, there is something, I will let you listen to it."
Opposite Mr. Yu said: "What? I can't hear it! What's going on with you?"
"You listen again."
Mr. Yu: "Can you just say no?"
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"Please be quiet, listen to me slowly!" Lao Liu shouted into the microphone and repressed the audience with electronic equipment.
"The hospital that caused the incident is not just this case. According to my investigation, there are dozens of victims! The specifics are no longer available. Today I brought all the victims who were willing to stand up and testify to the scene, it was me These people in front of them. Some of them, their sons were exchanged. Some people, who should have been healthy children were exchanged. Others were directly informed of stillbirth ... These tragedies were all unscrupulous. The nurse and the doctor did it. It was a retired doctor who was deeply confessed to the incident he had witnessed before and finally made up his mind to choose to stand up and tell the truth. "
Zhang Chan walked off the podium and approached the position of Zhang Fu and others.
Zhang Mu's face was pale and her eyes were loose: "What should I do? This ... will we go to jail?"
Little Brother Zhang is still holding her in disbelief and asking, "Mom, are they really telling me? Is this impossible? Have you ever done such a thing?"
Zhang Chan stood before them and looked at them with a smile.
What a high-spirited person can only helplessly plead after his dirty face is peeled away.
Sure enough, they only put on a good look when they are asking for people.
Mother Zhang humbly pleaded with her hands together: "Xiao Chang, don't call the police, we can say everything, okay? Mom please, mom apologize to you? This matter has nothing to do with us. Yes, they are all ... "
"Hey!" Seeing that he was about to be sold out by rumors, the reporters behind couldn't help but say: "I said, don't talk nonsense, and if no one calls the police, your pile of broken things has already passed the time limit for prosecution. No You are innocent! Do you understand? "
Several people froze collectively. The letter looked at the reporter suspiciously.
The reporter reiterated: "Really, it is true!"
Several people glanced at each other, and the violent panic gradually faded. His eyes blinked frequently, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhang Chan looked at them pitifully and smiled. Wait until then to speak.
"But the case has already been filed. Before the time limit for prosecution, a doctor took the initiative to report the incident of the theft of the baby. It was only because the hospital was closed at that time, and the information was damaged, so it was impossible to verify and trace, so it was kept on hold. There is no progress. Today, if there is sufficient evidence, arrests can be made directly. "
Old Liu has been paying attention to them. At this time, he shouted: "Friends over there, let ’s not talk about trafficking. The nearest extortion racket is already a real hammer. Do n’t rush, go to the police station for a cup of tea. what!"
At this time, the police arrived, but was blocked by the students.
Several people in Zhang's family were overjoyed and overwhelmed, but they were completely speechless.
Seeing Zhang Chan about to leave, Zhang Mu ’s unremarkable eyes flickered suddenly, shouted and hugged Zhang Chan ’s legs, crying with tears of heart,
Small chant, do n’t chant! That ’s you Brother, you have been together for so many years. Your parents know that you are wrong, you are a good boy, we know you are a good boy ... "
"Did you leave City A at first because you were afraid of exposing things? The result is that you are back." Zhang Chan was unmoved, "greedy is not enough to eat the snake. This is your choice."
The security guard took the initiative to stop: "Stop it! What are you doing?"
The author has something to say: there is a tail left. -#