"It was a woman who said she was your aunt."

It was indeed Huo Qiaoyu. Su Miaomiao quickly turned around and looked at Huo Yubo who was still weeding in the medicinal field.

"Brother, my aunt called. Go and ask grandpa and grandma to come to the office building."

When Huo Yubo heard this, he no longer had the heart to pull out the weeds. He stood up and ran towards his home.

Su Miaomiao followed the liaison officer back to the office building, fearing that Huo Qiaoyu would call in advance.

When Mr. and Mrs. Huo led the Huo family into the office building, Su Miaomiao was still waiting by the phone.

"Miao Miao, your aunt called?" Old Madam Huo stepped forward quickly.

"Yes, but the first one hasn't called yet, you guys wait a moment." Su Miaomiao comforted.

"Okay, okay!" Mrs. Huo said okay several times, but her eyes were always on the phone in front of her.

Every minute of the waiting time seemed to be stretched out. It was only a few minutes, but Mrs. Huo felt that every second was like a year.

Finally, when Mrs. Huo's eyes were a little sore, the phone that had been silent for a long time finally rang.

Suddenly, everyone gathered around the phone.

The liaison officer signaled Su Miaomiao and the others to answer the call themselves.

"Grandma, please answer it." Su Miaomiao helped Mrs. Huo to the phone.

"Can I...can I?" Old Madam Huo was a little trembling.

"Of course, this is my aunt's call." Su Miaomiao nodded at her.

Mrs. Huo then picked up the phone hesitantly.

"Hello, is Comrade Su here?" A familiar voice came from the other end of the receiver.

Mrs. Huo's eyes instantly turned red, and the hand holding the receiver was shaking constantly.

"Qiao Yu..." Old Madam Huo's voice choked with sobs.

The other end of the receiver immediately fell silent. Madam Huo couldn't hear any sound and thought there was something wrong with the phone. She put it closer to her ear and the sound became louder.

"Qiaoyu? Are you still there? Can you hear mom's voice?"

"...I'm here." Huo Qiaoyu's voice sounded again, but it was even hoarser than that of Old Madam Huo.

"Qiaoyu, this is Mom. Can you recognize my voice?" Seeing that the call was not disconnected, Mrs. Huo held the microphone with both hands.

"I heard it, I heard it, Mom." Huo Qiaoyu responded repeatedly.

"Are you okay now? Have you arrived in Pengcheng? Have you found a place to stay? Did you encounter any danger along the way?" After confirming that it was Huo Qiaoyu on the other end of the phone, Mrs. Huo could no longer suppress her worry.

"I'm fine. I arrived in Pengcheng yesterday. I called you today after I settled down. Don't worry about me. I'm fine here." Huo Qiaoyu responded one by one.

"That's good, that's good..." Mrs. Huo nodded repeatedly and wanted to say something, but she saw Mr. Huo standing beside her. She immediately said to the other end of the phone, "Your father is still here. Let him talk to you."

Mrs. Huo said as she handed the phone to Mr. Huo.

Mr. Huo was still a little at a loss, holding the phone for a moment and not knowing how to start the conversation.

"Dad." He heard his daughter's voice on the other end of the receiver.

"Yeah." Mr. Huo responded in a deep voice.

The voice was a little more nasal than usual.

"Dad, are you and my mom okay?"

"We are all fine, take care of yourself."

"I'm back in the city now, you don't have to worry about me." Huo Qiaoyu tried hard to make her voice sound calmer.

"Your third brother has already told us about what happened in Xishan. You must remember who helped you." Old Master Huo admonished Huo Qiaoyu as if he was teaching a child.