Chapter 135

Cui Lirong came forward with a smile on her face, enthusiastically took Mu Qingxuan's hand, and looked her up and down: "Xuanxuan, you must be exhausted from this trip, right? Let me take a good look at you, have you lost weight?"

She turned her gaze to Huo Changfeng again and said with concern: "Changfeng, you must have had a hard time on the road. Although you young people have good physical strength, you must also be careful not to get tired."

Mu Qingxuan and Huo Changfeng looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

Afterwards, Cui Lirong focused her gaze on Yao Jinglan, her eyes full of a sincere smile: "Mom, you are finally here! I have heard Xuanxuan talk about you for a long time, saying that you take care of her meticulously and your cooking skills are amazing. I have long wanted to meet you, this great contributor!"

As she spoke, she gently held Yao Jinglan's hand and said, "You must have been exhausted from the journey. Come sit on the sofa and rest for a while. We can talk slowly."

Yao Jinglan opened her eyes slightly. She didn't expect Cui Lirong to follow Mu Qingxuan's generation and call her "Mom".

Listening to Cui Lirong's caring words, the aloofness between her brows melted a lot.

She said: "Ms. Cui, you are so polite. Xuanxuan has been very well taken care of during this period."

Cui Lirong smiled and waved her hands: "Mom, please stop calling me like that. It's so formal! We are all family from now on. Just call me Lirong."

She motioned for Aunt Wang to serve the snacks. "I know you love tea, so I specially prepared some Longjing tea before the Qingming Festival, as well as some freshly baked Suzhou-style snacks. Would you like to try them and see if they suit your taste?"

Yao Jinglan picked up the celadon teacup, took a sip, and praised: "The tea has a rich aroma and a long aftertaste. It is indeed a good tea."

Seeing this, Mrs. Huo couldn't help but interrupt and said, "You must have never eaten such delicious food in the village."

Cui Lirong paused and looked a little embarrassed.

Even Mrs. Huo herself realized something and pursed her lips.

Her original intention was to ask Yao Jinglan to try more of the snacks at home and not to be polite, but how come her words became so sarcastic after she said them.

Old Mrs. Huo's face froze, and for a moment she was too embarrassed to apologize.

Fortunately, Yao Jinglan glanced at her calmly and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "It's true that there are no such exquisite snacks in the village, but it's not like we haven't eaten good food before."

"We would make glutinous rice dumplings every Chinese New Year. They were soft, sticky and delicious. Qingxuan loved eating them when she was a child."

Cui Lirong's eyes lit up, and she quickly tried to smooth things over: "Really? Mom, if you don't mind, you can teach me some other day!"

"Xuanxuan always talks about the dishes you cook. I really want to ask you for more advice."

She turned to look at Mu Qingxuan: "Xuanxuan, you must have eaten a lot of your mother's specialties when you were a child, right? Tell me what they are. I'll write them down and learn from them!"

Mu Qingxuan watched the two of them chatting happily and smiled: "My grandma made pork with preserved vegetables and pickled pork with preserved vegetables. I'm drooling just thinking about it now. And the pickled vegetables she made, when eaten with porridge, I can eat two more bowls!"

Cui Lirong nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "It makes me salivate just by listening to it! Mom, you have to give me more guidance in the future so that I can also make this authentic hometown flavor."

Yao Jinglan glanced at Mrs. Huo calmly, her eyes flashed, and she nodded: "Okay."

Cui Lirong raised the corners of her mouth and pulled Yao Jinglan aside to chat about family matters.

But most of the topics revolved around Mu Qingxuan.

As they chatted, Cui Lirong keenly caught the tiredness in Mu Qingxuan's eyes and said with concern: "Xuanxuan, you look so tired, you must be exhausted."

"Don't force yourself. Go back to your room and have a good sleep. Regain your energy. I'm here with you, don't worry!"

She turned to look at Huo Changfeng again, "Changfeng, you should also go and have a rest and take good care of your wife."

Mu Qingxuan subconsciously looked at Yao Jinglan.

Yao Jinglan nodded slightly.

She and Huo Changfeng stood up together and went back to the bedroom hand in hand.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye. Yao Jinglan was not a shy person and quickly adapted to life in the capital and the Huo family.

Even the other older generations in the compound quickly became familiar with him.

Only when Old Mrs. Huo saw Yao Jinglan, her nose was always not a nose and her eyes were always not eyes.

The two of them seemed to be born to be incompatible. Whenever Old Mrs. Huo faced Yao Jinglan, she couldn't help but say some unpleasant and critical words.

Yao Jinglan didn't tolerate her and always fought back in a dignified manner.

After many encounters, the two of them became closer and closer.

Mu Qingxuan was amazed. She never expected that Mrs. Huo, who was so proud and arrogant, could be tamed by her grandmother.

Seeing that Yao Jinglan was becoming more and more comfortable with her job, she returned to work with peace of mind.

Just on this day, she suddenly received news from the Public Security Bureau.

It turned out that with the help of Huo Jianye, Lu Jingfeng and others finally found out who Mu Qianqian was and confirmed that Sun Qiumei was framed by her.

At present, Mu Qianqian has been completely detained and is only waiting for the final trial and sentencing.

When Lu Jingfeng came to find Mu Qingxuan, he asked one more question: "Mu Qianqian has been calling in the police station and wants to see you. You..."

Mu Qingxuan shook her head and refused: "No, I have nothing to say to her."

"Okay." Lu Jingfeng shrugged his shoulders, didn't say much, and drove Mu Qingxuan to the hospital.

In the past two days, the old director's condition has gradually stabilized. He is awake longer and longer every day and can even get out of bed and walk.

When the old director heard that it was Mu Qingxuan who pulled him back from the brink of death, he really wanted to meet Mu Qingxuan and begged Lu Jingfeng to bring her over.

Fortunately, Mu Qingxuan also wanted to examine the old director again, so she did not refuse and decisively got into Lu Jingfeng's car.

And at this moment in the detention room of the Public Security Bureau.

The moisture of late autumn seeped through the iron bars, leaving dark mold spots on the mottled walls of the detention room.

Mu Qianqian curled up on the iron bed in the corner. There was wall dust between her fingernails from the interrogation, and the frayed edges of her prison uniform swayed slightly as she trembled.

Since being detained, her cheekbones have become more prominent, her sunken eye sockets are covered with dark circles, and her messy hair is stuck to her sweaty cheeks.

He looked extremely miserable and embarrassed.

"Mu Qianqian, the interrogation is over."

The trainee police officer's voice came from outside the iron gate, accompanied by the rustling of key chains.

The moment the iron gate opened, a cold wind blew in, and the glaring incandescent light made Mu Qianqian subconsciously cover her eyes with her hands.

The young policeman slapped the notebook on the table, and the metal pen cap made a crisp sound: "Comrade Mu Qingxuan doesn't want to see you. I advise you to put away those little thoughts as soon as possible. The law will not let anyone off..."

"She's not coming?!"

Mu Qianqian suddenly jumped up, and the rusty bed rails made a harsh sound when she grabbed them.

The bony shoulder blades under the prison uniform rose and fell violently, and the bloodshot in the eyes almost swallowed the entire pupil.

"It's all her fault that I'm like this now! Why is she hiding from me?!"

She stumbled toward the door.