Old Zhang had attended many court sessions. Through his regular dealings, he had beco quite familiar with many people at the court. He reportedly knew many clerks, court bailiffs, and general staff mbers.
What he hadn’t expected was... Old Zhang, to pull in more people and make the wedding more lively, had actually gone to the court to distribute invitations!
Although they were public servants, Old Zhang’s invitations were just common social interactions. Attending the wedding was perfectly acceptable.
There were no strict rules prohibiting attendance.
If Old Zhang had enough pull... he might genuinely be able to invite quite a few people!
Clearly, Old Zhang attached great importance to this wedding.
I wonder how many people Zhang Wei can invite? Qin Mu couldn’t help but mutter. He didn’t know many people himself, so he was relying entirely on Zhang Wei.
Thinking of this, he took out his phone and sent Zhang Wei a ssage to ask about the situation.
A few minutes later, Zhang Wei replied, "It’s all set. I talked to a few lawyer friends. There might be quite a few people coming."
Looking at this ssage, Qin Mu smiled faintly and typed back, "It’s fine, the more, the rrier. Old folks, they just enjoy the liveliness."
Zhang Wei likely had an extensive network in Jin City. The people Zhang Wei invited... might fill an extra two or three tables. Combined with those Old Zhang invited, there should be around thirty tables in total. The scale of the event was quite considerable.
「Evening.」
Jin City.
A certain residential complex.
"I’m back."
Jiang Daping returned ho dejectedly after completing the community corrections intake procedures.
In the kitchen, his wife, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, hurried out. "How was it? Are all the procedures completed?"
After the verdict yesterday, the community corrections center and the local judicial office had called, requiring Jiang Daping to go to the community corrections center today to complete the probation intake procedures.
"It’s done. I didn’t expect getting probation to be so troubleso," Jiang Daping sighed. He pointed to the electronic bracelet on his wrist. It was a black, watch-like device. "It was said to have alarm and positioning functions. If necessary... the local judicial office could monitor his rehabilitation progress through its terminal. Of course, it didn’t have recording or video surveillance capabilities."
"They told ... to carry it with all the ti and wear it daily." Jiang Daping gave a wry smile. "If it’s off my person for two days, my probation will be revoked, and the original custodial sentence will be enforced."
His wife, upon hearing this, was also startled. "That strict?"
Just two days without it, and they would revoke his probation. That ans... he would have to go directly to prison!
"There are many other restrictions too. They said they would call daily for to report my situation, and there’s also reform through labor." Jiang Daping rubbed his ssy hair, his spirits low.
Probation... was much more troubleso than he had imagined. The electronic bracelet alone was almost unbearable for him.
According to the staff mber, the bracelet was equipped with GPS, with an effective range of five ters. If the strap was removed... it would trigger the alarm, automatically alerting the local judicial office.
When at ho, he could leave it in the house. But if he were going out to work... he had to wear it, and it couldn’t be more than five ters away from him.
The bracelet had a designated activity zone. If he went beyond this zone, it would also alert the local judicial office.
Starting the day after tomorrow, monitoring personnel would check relevant data daily, keeping an eye on strap removal alarms and alerts for unauthorized movent.
If it was off his person for two days... his probation would be directly revoked.
If he left the designated activity zone without reporting and obtaining permission... his probation would also be revoked.
Furthermore, there were regular study sessions and reform through labor.
"In a couple of days, the local judicial office said they are organizing people from several communities to participate in community service, like volunteering at a nursing ho or sothing similar." Jiang Daping sat on the sofa. Recalling the probation orientation he attended today, his expression beca sowhat dazed.
A man of fifty, still having to participate in such community activities—it was utterly embarrassing.
"Thankfully, the workload for these community activities isn’t heavy. It shouldn’t be too tiring," his wife comforted from the side. "Being a volunteer probably just ans looking after the elderly, chatting with them a bit, things like that. It shouldn’t be a big deal to participate."
After going through this whole ordeal, as long as he wasn’t in prison, that was better than anything. Moreover, they had successfully gotten rid of that trouble, Feng Cuihua. Now, they just needed to make the monthly paynts on ti. The court had issued its judgnt, so Feng Cuihua had no reason or excuse to disturb their family’s life anymore.
"That’s true. It’s good as long as we’ve gotten through it," Jiang Daping deeply agreed and nodded.
Five years. Only five years. It’s nothing. It’ll pass in the blink of an eye.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, what’s that on your hand? I want one too!" At that mont, his granddaughter, who was playing on the floor, noticed his bracelet and curiously ca over.
Jiang Daping was taken aback. For a mont, he didn’t know how to respond.
「anwhile.」
Jin City.
A certain bungalow.
At the dining table, Jiang Sanping’s wife kept serving at to their son, her face beaming with joy. "Our son ranked third in his grade again in the latest exam!"
But Jiang Sanping kept his head down, his mood low. He sighed occasionally.
Normally, upon hearing such news, he would have definitely celebrated with an extra couple of drinks. But today... he couldn’t bring himself to be happy.
"Alright, finish eating and go back to your room to do your howork," his wife said, noticing sothing was amiss and looking at their son, who was a senior in high school.
Their son was very obedient. He didn’t ask any questions and went straight back to his room.
"Sanping, what’s wrong? Did the community corrections intake not go well?"
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