Xia Heding looked at Zhao Xiaojing.

"You...... I gave birth to you and raised you, can't I fight yet?" Zhao Xiaojing raised the feather duster and beat it.

Xia He raised his hand to block it, and then grabbed his hair with his hand, Zhao Xiaojing was stunned for a moment, without thinking too much about what she was doing this, and raised her hand and slapped it again.

It seems that Zhao Xiaojing's stuffing of money into Kuncheng University is not very smooth, otherwise it would not be so ruthless. Xia Xin is one year younger than herself, but she is in the same grade as herself, Zhao Xiaojing should not have wanted Xia He to go to school before, but I don't know why she forced Xia He to send Xia He to school.

There was another sound of footsteps in the corridor, Xia He suddenly sat on the ground, raised his head and looked at Zhao Xiaojing pitifully, and grabbed the apple just now with one hand.

"Mom! I was wrong, I don't dare anymore! Please! Don't hit me!" Xia He hugged his head and cried.

Before entering the door, Zhao Xiaojing was only excited, the door was just empty, Xia He's voice was a little higher, and he easily passed through the wall so that the people outside could hear the movement.

"Mom...... Please!" Natsuwa continued to raise her voice.

The man at the door stopped, and two knocks on the door inserted the battle between mother and daughter.

"Police station!" two angry male voices rang out, and the door creaked open.

Zhao Xiaojing was stunned, and hurriedly threw the feather duster in his hand aside.

Xia He quickly hugged her thighs and wiped a handful of snot and tears up.

"I don't dare anymore......!" he said, wiping tears from his eyes, and the apple in his hand clattered to the feet of the two uniformed men.

Xia He raised his head pitifully and looked at the two men's eyes with dodge.

"Why are the two police officers here?" Zhao Xiaojing moved, finding that Xia He was hugging very tightly, and watched the two men walk in embarrassedly.

"Someone just called the police and said that there is a safety hazard here, and we sent the police to take a look. One of them answered Zhao Xiaojing's question.

Another taller, younger man looked around, came back after a look in the kitchen, stood in front of Zhao Xiaojing, and looked down at Xia He, who was full of tears and a messy appearance.

"Show me your identity!" the man looked at Zhao Xiaojing, and his tone became heavy.

"Wait a minute, officer, I'll get it for you!" Zhao Xiaojing struggled a few times and stared down at Xia He.

Xia He's shoulders shook, biting his lower lip and slowly letting go, and then grabbing the corner of his clothes and sitting quietly on the ground, occasionally sobbing a few times.

Zhao Xiaojing looked disgusted, and while handing the ID card to the visitor, she grabbed the tissue on the table and wiped the Fang that had been touched by Xia He.

The man relented a little after entering his name into the phone they had been issued with on his ID and the woman before meeting him had no other criminal record.

"Do you know that you are suspected of domestic violence!" The man returned the document to Zhao Xiaojing.

"I ...... Officer, you're kidding, she stole the family's money several times, and verbally educated her several times, but she just didn't change, and I beat her as a last resort. Zhao Xiaojing looked at Xia He warringly, and replied to the person in front of her with a smile.

Another man walked up to Xia He, took a tissue to wipe the tears off her face, and gently touched her head.

"Tell my uncle what happened. The man lifted her up.

Xia He glanced at him timidly, and pinched his thighs fiercely, now Xia He is thin and small, and he can indeed call these two men uncles, but Xia He thinks it's funny.

"I ......" Xia He glanced at Zhao Xiaojing and immediately lowered his head.

Zhao Xiaojing glared at her, the words in her eyes were obvious, if you dare to talk nonsense, the old lady will not let you get out of this door.

The man seemed to see Xia He's embarrassment and fear, picked her up, and then took her to other rooms.

"You'd better tell the truth!" the young policeman pointed to the sofa next to him and asked Zhao Xiaojing to sit down.

Zhao Xiaojing could feel that Xia He's eyes were not afraid when she looked at her, and she had indeed become strange today, when she beat her before, she never dared to cry, let alone beg for mercy.

Could it be that she called the police? Impossible, Xia He doesn't have a mobile phone, and besides, even if she is given ten guts, she won't dare to do such a thing.

"Now you can tell your uncle, what's going on?" the man asked Xia He in a whisper after closing the door.

Xia He nodded, glanced at the direction of the door, and lowered his head again.

"Don't be afraid, if there is any problem, Uncle will help you solve it. Seeing that Xia He was a little shaken, the man guided her again, wanting him to tell him about the matter.