"You can stand up for me then."

Wang Peng said.

"Xiaopeng is right."

Li Kefan added, "There's no phone at home, so call your uncle first and ask him to come pick us up."

Li Keyong is a traffic policeman; wearing a police uniform will surely keep his awful relatives in check.

"Okay, I'll call my uncle first."

Wang Peng said.

The business has been concluded.

"Xiaopeng, Mingzhu, what would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."

Duan Cuilu glanced at the wall clock; it was already 7:30 PM.

The next day at 10 a.m.

Ping'an County Prison.

Li Mengjiao and Xu Rong stood outside the prison, waiting for Li Longfei to be released.

Today is the day he is released from prison.

At that moment, the prison gates opened, and Li Longfei walked out carrying his bag.

"dad!"

"Dragon Flying!"

The mother and daughter ran out at the same time, hugged their husbands, and cried loudly.

Li Longfei's eyes were filled with tears.

"Don't cry, please stop crying."

During his more than two years in prison, he missed his wife and children every day.

After a long while, the emotions of the family of three finally stabilized.

"Old Li, let's go home."

Xu Rong put her husband's luggage on the tricycle.

"Is this Wang Peng's motorcycle?"

Li Longfei said.

"Yes, Xiaopeng transferred his stationery business and motorcycle business to me together back then."

Xu Rong said, "Old Li, our business is doing very well. Mengjiao and I are so busy every day that we're just waiting for you to take over."

"Dad, Peng has helped our family a lot while you were away."

Li Mengjiao said.

"I know."

Li Longfei smiled wryly, "Mengjiao, when does school start? I'll come and take you there."

"There are still ten days left," Li Mengjiao said softly. "Dad, can I talk to Wang Peng before school starts?"