Chapter 47 Old Rumors everywhere

Under the resistance of Hua Tianxiu, the report of Jiang Yingying's case was blocked. During this period, it was also calm and quiet, and pocket did not know it at all. Until one day, she came to the program team and found that everyone was talking about something, as if something had happened. When she found that everyone in her colleagues looked at her inexplicably, she felt that something was wrong. They seem to be hiding from her and talking about her. Even the German dog who entertained her the most looked embarrassed when he saw her.

While taking a break, Pocket pulled the German dog over and asked, "Well, what's wrong today? Why do you look like a ghost when you see me?

The German dog has a difficult face and seems to have nothing to say when thinking about it. Pocket scolded and urged, and he finally said, "You haven't checked the mailbox today, have you?"

The pocket was puzzled by him. He hurried to open the mailbox and found an anonymous package. When I opened it, there was a shabby doll inside, wrinkled and dirty, as if it had been**d.

"What is this?" Pocket asked the German dog, as if he could tell himself something.

The German dog was also shocked when he saw the puppet, and then asked in a worried tone, "Pocket, have you offended someone?"

Pocket was confused and asked for a long time before squeezing out a little clue from the mouth of the German dog. It turned out that as soon as the work started today, the program team received an old newspaper more than 20 years ago, and the report was related to my father.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you show me the newspaper!" The pocket was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, scolding the German dog.

It is reported on an artist rape case more than 20 years ago. The subject's name is Jiang Yingying. The owner of the agency is a pocket father. The report is accompanied by a photo of his father, pointing out that his father is an accomplice who leads the wolf into the house and condones the criminal.

"No, it's not true! My father won't do that kind of thing!" This is the first time she has seen this kind of news, and she has never heard anyone say it. This sudden news hit her as hard as she was told that she was going to bear the debts her father owed.

The German dog looked at her anxious look and hurriedly said, "It's true or not, and it doesn't make sense to study it now. However, why has the newspaper been sent to us for so many years? What is his purpose? That's the problem now.

Pocket can't think so much at all. She looked at every word in the report, her mind was blank, and her mouth muttered, "No, Dad won't..."

The German dog looked at the worn-out puppet in the pocket package and probably guessed that the perpetrator should have come for the pocket. He went to find Hua Tianxiu and knew that he had been on a business trip these days, and it was difficult for people to contact. Apan told De Dog that it was not the first time to receive such a newspaper and package. Under the questioning of German dog, Apan told him that he confiscated these old newspapers last month under the instructions of Hua Tianxiu.

The German dog said in a complaining tone, "Since you know that there are signs, you should act early and cut it off completely!"

Apan looked helpless and said, "Leo didn't tell you what you said, and I didn't know it. It's just..."

"Just what?"

"The person who sent those things to the program team last time was a fan of Shen Pocket. He admitted that it was just a prank and had no other intention. Leo didn't want to make trouble and gave him a sum of money to send him away. A Pan whispered in the German dog's ear, "There must be a repair. I didn't expect it to come again this time."

The German dog was a little incredible and said, "This kind of thing should be reported to the police."

"Leo specifically told me not to disturb the police about this matter. Maybe I'm afraid of hitting the grass and frightening the snake, which will have a bad impact on the program!"

**

The old case reappeared, and for a while, the program team was panicked. Bubu and Allen recycled all the old newspapers in the shortest time and made a strict declaration of discipline, which gradually stabilized the military. Bubu also had to do ideological work with pocket. Although pocket was dissatisfied with other people's slander of his father, he swallowed his anger and didn't mention it again for the good of the program team.

Unfortunately, the public mouth is hard to extinguish, and the most unstoppable thing is the human mouth. In less than two days, there were reports on Jiang Yingying's rape case on the Internet and newspapers. Waves of unrecovered and over again. In an instant, new and old cases in the entertainment industry were turned over. The three words "unspoken rules" were pushed to the forefront of the storm and became a popular search term in the past few days.

In the report of Jiang Yingying's case, pocket father was named many times. It is reported that Jiang Yingying was well-known in the industry before she was killed. Under the introduction of Shen Dajun, she knew producer Ou, but was raped by Ou's subordinate Huang Liqiang. After the incident, Jiang Yingying wanted to sue the murderer, but she was rejected by Shen Dajun and gave her a huge amount of herkou feng fee, intending to calm down. Within a few months, Jiang Yingying was under the double pressure of external public opinion and the boss's repressive attitude, and finally embarked on a short-sighted road.

After Jiang Yingying's death, it took Jiang Yingying's husband Hua two years to take the man Huang Liqiang to court and send him to prison. Hua, who fulfilled his wife's last wish, was in the late stage of cancer at this time. He resolutely jumped into the river with his son who was less than three years old, and the family of three disappeared from the sight of the world.

The report made a serious attack on Shen Dajun's behavior, and specifically pointed out that Shen Dajun was "the father of artist Shen Pocket". Pocket's trembling hands loosened, and his mobile phone fell to the ground heavily, and his whole body was paralyzed.

**

After recording the program, Pocket went home early. Today, her expectation of going home was particularly strong. As soon as she got home, she went straight to the kitchen. Sun Fangzhi was making noodles.

Mom asked with a little surprise, "Why did you come back so early today?" It's getting cold. You can store some noodles and cook them directly when you are hungry.

Pocket stood next to his mother. When he saw his mother's white temples, his heart was sore. When my mother married my father, she was still a little girl who didn't care about the world. She had no worries about food and clothing. Dad said that he liked his mother's simple temperament and her fierceness. In the pocket impression, Dad is the sky between her and her mother. I thought that my mother would not be able to bear the fact that my father left, but I didn't expect that my mother showed strength and courage that surprised pocket.

Now think about it, this family is an umbrella in the rain. My mother is an umbrella bone. Without her, the umbrella will fall at any time. During the period from her pregnancy to the birth of a child, her mother took care of her step by step. When she didn't want to see the child, it was the mother who sent the child away and took care of the aftertook of her daughter who died. In the past few years, she has also missed her child, but she can't bear to see him with her own eyes. It was her mother who secretly went to see him behind her back and did her mother's responsibility for her.

Pocket gently put his face on his mother's back and put his hand around her lower abdomen, which began to appear fat.

"When will you grow up!" Mom said.

My mother's temperament is still as cheerful as before. When she is free, she teases her and quarrels with her. However, at the critical moment, it is the mother who is holding up the sky for herself. The pocket lay on my mother's back and felt extremely at ease.

"Mom, do you want Dad?" She asked.

Mom's movements paused for a moment, and then began to make up again. As she made peace, she said, "I want to, one day I don't want to?" I'm thinking, why did you leave me such a big burden?"

The pocket smiled and complained, "What's wrong with me? I'm still a little good. The program team is optimistic about me now.

"If they give you so much money, don't they just want you to make some achievements? How can you give your mother a long face?

"That's not a matter of two or three times. I'm the big tail now!" Pocket said proudly, "Have you watched the last program?"

"If you don't see it, where did you come to see it?"

"You still say that my mouth is hard all day, but you dare not look at it." Pocket put her face in front of her mother and said with a timid nose.

"What dare you do?"

"You, I'm afraid you'll be worried when you see it!"

"You are so sentimental!" Mom stretched out her hand and scraped her nose, and her pocket-sized nose immediately had a little white powder. The mother and son talked to each other. As they spoke, they began to quarrel again, and there was laughter in the kitchen.

After laughing, his stomach was sore. He lay on the kitchen counter, looked at his mother's soft side face, and asked, "Mom, what kind of person is Dad?"

"This question is as if you don't know your father."

"I know Dad. I'm sure I haven't been as long as you. Tell me!"

Mom pulled the face into a trace, and her movements were skillful and restrained. As he pulled, he said, "They all said that your father is male chauvinist, but in my opinion, he is just a child."

When my mother talked about her father, she inadvertently smiled happily at the corners of her mouth. She seemed to be a girl in love, talking to her about her boyfriend, which was funny and surprised. The fathers that my mother knows are all fathers in life. My mother has never asked about things at work, and my father doesn't let my mother touch them.

Originally, pocket pocket wanted to ask her mother if she knew those rumors about her father. She wanted to ask her if those things were true, but listening, she didn't ask. Maybe, if you believe in a person, you don't need to study, or maybe you don't want your mother to hear too many noisy voices. However, after listening to the story of her parents, she became more and more determined. Such a true father would never do those unreasonable things.

After dinner, I stood on the balcony and suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance. I explored around and saw a beige jasmine, which looked pure and touching in the moonlight.

Pocketly bent down on his face, his nose was close to the petals, and it was fragrant. The smell seemed to have been smelled somewhere.

"Pocket, do you like it?" The crisp voice sounded from the side and was nameless.

She is used to listening to his name, and she is used to it. She is also used to listening to other people's big tone. She didn't say anything, just nodded gently.

"It seems that I chose it right." He said proudly without a name. After saying that, he ran back to the room.

Pocket didn't understand the meaning of his words, so his mother came out of the living room and said, "This was chosen when I went to the market with no name. He said, your clothes smell like this kind of flowers. Guess you'll like it."

She remembered that that day, she came out of Hua Tianxiu's house, wearing new clothes, and smelled a fragrance of jasmine from her. She said to herself, "Is he a dog's nose? I can smell it."

"It should be a genetic talent." After saying that, he avoided his pocket eyes, picked up the water bottle and watered the flowers. He said in a casual tone, "Grandpa is a flower farmer, so he is more ** for the fragrance of flowers."

Pocket knows that his mother's grandfather is not Uncle Yao, but Hua Tianxiu's father. In those years, when she was secretly in love, she told her mother that her lover's father was a flower farmer. Unexpectedly, my mother still remembers it.

"Mom, do you hate him?" I don't know why she asked so. Usually, it is the mother who advises her not to hate the child's father, but this time she becomes pocket to ask her mother.

Mom pondered for a while and said faintly, "It's not that I haven't hated it."

"What about now?"

"Now?" Mom smiled and said, "What else is there to complain about such hatred that brings me such a lovely grandson?"

Pocket didn't say anything. He lowered his head and was a little dissatisfied.

"At least, the child didn't inherit you, which makes me feel much more comfortable."

"Mom, what can you say?" Pocket said angrily, how can there be such a bad mother?