The Best Mother-in-law Who Wears Books at 80 Has Space

Chapter 483 Scars
"Xiaoming, when are you coming back for the New Year? How many days off do you have for the New Year?" Mrs. Xu had a kind face on the phone.

Old man Xu was sitting on the side, with a smile on his lips, listening to the voices of his wife and grandson.

"Grandma, I will go back to celebrate the New Year next month, and then I will take my partner back to see you and Grandpa."

"Okay, okay." The old lady Xu laughed from ear to ear when she heard that her grandson was going to bring a date back.

Yu Qing sat on the sofa and listened to the phone call between the two for half an hour.

When Li Mei came back, the two were still on the phone.

She gently led Aunt Zhang into the kitchen.

Seeing the two of them coming back, Yu Qing got up and went to the kitchen to help.

"Mom, Aunt Zhang and I can just cook. You can go to the living room to accompany third brother."

"It's okay, Xiaoming is calling your grandma, I'll help you." Yu Qing said with a smile.

Li Mei heard that the old lady Xu and his wife were a little puzzled: "Why did grandma call at this time?"

Yu Qing didn't hide it from her either: "Your grandma knows about Xiao Ming."

"Ah! Grandma is okay!" Li Mei asked worriedly.

Grandpa and grandma are old and can't stand the blow anymore.

"It's okay, what can I do, why don't you call and chat with Xiaoming?"

Li Mei nodded, feeling a little less worried.

She took the big cock that Aunt Zhang had washed, and cut it into pieces with a knife.

There are two stoves in the kitchen, one for Li Mei and the other for Yu Qing.

After two hours of hard work, the two made a big meal for a table.

As soon as the food was on the table, there was a knock on the door.

Aunt Zhang heard the knock on the door and quickly opened the door.

I saw Zhang Jierong and Yu Jingjing coming to the door carrying things.

Seeing her nephew, Aunt Zhang kindly took the things: "Jierong, Jingjing, are you coming to see Xiaoming?"

Zhang Jierong nodded: "Well, I heard that Xiaoming came out, and Jingjing also missed his nephew, so let's take a look.

Is Xiaoming okay? "He heard that Xu Xiaoming was locked up by his enemies.

These two people have a deep hatred, and when they are locked up, they may not know how to torture people behind their backs.

When Yu Jingjing entered the room, she flew in front of Xu Xiaoming, looked at her nephew, she looked at him tearfully: "Xiaoming, you've lost weight."

Seeing Yu Jingjing looking at him so disgustingly, Xu Xiaoming got goosebumps all over his body: "Auntie, it's okay, I've only been locked up for a few days, how can I lose weight so fast."

"Sister, has he lost weight?" Yu Jingjing was not convinced, and looked at Yu Qing.

Yu Qing nodded: "I lost weight."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the people in the room were full of mist.

Xu Xiaoming didn't feel that he had lost weight, but felt that he was a bit lonely in those days inside.

He is not afraid of those punishments, but he is afraid that he will not see his mother and Lina.

He was afraid that he would be imprisoned for the rest of his life and let Lina down.

"It's time to eat, Xiaoming will eat more later, and make up for your body, Mom is fattening you up." Yu Qing said trying not to care.

Xu Xiaoming got up and went to the table.

Lunch was relatively rich, and Li Mei bought a lot of meat. She happened to see someone buying crabs, so she also bought some back.

The food there is not good.

Xu Xiaoming often can't get enough to eat, and now he can't bear it anymore when he sees the delicious food in front of the table.

I grabbed a piece of chicken and devoured it.

Seeing this scene, the family felt a little sad again.

Xu Xiaoming probably realized that he was wrong, and said with a smile: "I miss the food at home."

Yu Qing took another piece of chicken and put it in her son's bowl: "I miss it, so eat more, eat slowly, don't choke, there will be more at night."

Xu Xiaoming's mouth was full of meat, and he muttered: "Well, the rice made by Mom is my favorite."

Yu Jingjing was about to die of anger, she scolded Zheng Weinan thousands of times in her heart, this shameless thing.

If it weren't for him, his nephew would not have suffered such a great crime.

"Xiaoming eats a piece of fish, this is also delicious." Yu Jingjing picked up a piece of fish and was about to hand it to Xu Xiaoming.

When Xu Xiaoming heard the sound, he just raised his arm to pick up the fish, and Xu Xiaoren just raised his water glass to drink water.

Xu Xiaoming's arm hit the water glass all of a sudden, and the water in the glass spilled onto his arm in an instant.

In an instant his sleeves were all wet.

Seeing this, Xu Xiaoren quickly took out a tissue and wiped the water stains on Xu Xiaoming's arms.

"Second brother, I'll just wipe it myself." Xu Xiaoming looked a little flustered.

Xu Xiaoren ignored him, and wiped on his own. In order to help Xu Xiaoming wipe off the water stains in his sleeves, he stretched out his hand and rolled up Xu Xiaoming's sleeves.

For a moment, everyone in the room froze.

There were visible scars on Xu Xiaoming's arms, ranging from deep to shallow, deep enough to reveal the flesh, and shallow scars.

It's shocking to look at.

Yu Qing couldn't hold the chopsticks steadily, she knew that Xiaoming must have suffered a lot in it.

But after seeing it, she still couldn't accept it.

"Xiaoming, does it hurt?"

"Mom, it's all over, it's okay." Xu Xiaoming's voice was calm, seeing the tears on Yu Qing's face, he felt a little distressed.

"Zheng Weinan is nothing, thanks to our trust in him, why is he so vicious." Xu Xiaoren couldn't help but curse.

Xu Xiaoyi's face was also full of anger.

"This kind of person has become a policeman, and I don't know how many people have been wronged behind their backs." Yu Jingjing's chest heaved in anger, and the chopsticks in her hand were about to be bent.

Aunt Zhang stretched her head and saw the injury on Xu Xiaoming's arm, and she was shocked.

This big leader is too vicious.

If Mrs. Xu were here, she would probably have asked all eighteen generations of Zheng Weinan's ancestors.

Looking at the injury on her son's arm, Yu Qing's expression darkened a lot.

"Go to the house and change clothes, don't catch a cold."

Xu Xiaoming obediently went back to the room and changed his shirt.

The family continued to eat.

After lunch, Yu Qing looked at her family and said with a smile, "You guys talk first, I'll go out for a while."

Li Mei was a little puzzled when she heard that her mother-in-law was going out. A few days ago, her mother-in-law was busy with her uncle's affairs, so what would she do now.

"Mom, are you going to the store?"

"No, it's a personal matter." Yu Qing left the door without giving them a chance to ask questions.

Zheng Weinan was sentenced to death, but it was too easy for him to die so easily.

She will pay him back a hundredfold for the harm he caused her son.

After leaving the community, Yu Qing directly hailed a car and set off towards the police station.

At the gate of the police station, Yu Qing got out of the car and went directly to the back office.

The main reason was that Yu Qing and Bureau Qian had met several times, and the police officers felt that she had a good relationship with their leader, so they let them in directly.

Yu Qing rang the money bureau's office.

Hearing the voice, Qian Ju looked at Yu Qing in surprise, and it happened that he had something to do with Yu Qing, so he brought her in with a smile.

He rubbed his hands and looked at Yu Qing with a dry smile: "Sister, when will you give me those photos of me?"

"No rush." ​​Yu Qing found a chair and leaned on it comfortably: "I'll give you the photo, but I want to see Zheng Weinan."

"Meet him?" Qian Ju was stunned for a moment, a little confused: "Do you have anything else to do with him? He has already been sentenced to death and will be executed after the Chinese New Year."

"Well, I want to chat with him a few words, the money bureau will not refuse, right?" Yu Qing raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes were full of sternness.

(End of this chapter)