"Okay, okay, don't up so great, I just want to squeeze your surplus value." Qiao Lu rubbed the back of his head and pinched his face full of collagen, although Cai Meiwei left her at the beginning, it was a personal choice after all.

Now they see each other often, sometimes eat together, and help her when they know they are in trouble.

Xu Jingshen looked at Song Rui and asked curiously, "Didn't that Miss Yang come to you recently?" Unexpectedly, even his brother-in-law knew about this matter, Song Rui swallowed his saliva, and said seriously: "The boss said that we are not allowed to get involved in this matter again, the police must first rule out Yang Qinglime's suspicion of committing the crime, although Yang Qingling is the biggest suspect, but now we have not found full evidence." ”

In fact, this case is suspenseful, and it is not very suspenseful, but everyone looks at things from a different perspective.

"But brother-in-law, when did you become so interested in the case?" Song Rui looked at him curiously. From time to time, there was a hint of a wicked smile.

"Don't think about it too much, you stinky boy, I'm just curious."

"I see, worry about the boss..."

Qiao Lu heard a few people chatting inside, and took the phone that Xu Jingshen left in the car, "I don't know how your memory has been lately, Dad has called you more than 20 times." ”

Hearing this astonishing number, something important must have happened, Xu Jingshen walked to the door and dialed back.

Qiao Lu watched Xiyu sit aside and paint quietly, and he was painting some landscape paintings, not only sighed that his son's artistic cells were really too powerful.

"Xiyu, if you like painting Chinese painting so much, can Mommy enroll you in a Chinese painting class?" Qiao Lu gave Xiyu this opinion, and Xiyu blinked curiously and said, "What is a Chinese painting class?" ”

"The so-called Chinese painting is to specialize in painting some landscapes and the like, such as the ones you paint now, as well as the ones you hung in the studio before."

Qiao Lu gave him some knowledge about Chinese painting, but he didn't expect Xiyu to be very interested after listening to it.

"Depth of field, what's wrong?" Qiao Lu watched Xu Jingshen answer the phone, the whole person seemed to be a different person, and there was no anger on his face.

"Dad said let's go back to Xu's house tonight."

"Isn't that good? It's just around the corner of New Year's Day. ”

A family reunion is the best, Qiao Lu pointed out, these days are just here.

Xu family.

What Qiao Lu didn't expect was that an uninvited guest came to the Xu family, it was Tian Xuanning's mother Yang Caiyu, Yang Caiyu, who is 45 years old this year, should not pay attention to skin maintenance on weekdays, and her complexion looks a little sallow.

It can be seen that after coming to City A, she did some urgent hydration measures, but it is obvious that the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes betray everything, and the years of youth are gone, but it can be seen that Yang Caiyu was also a rare beauty embryo when she was young.

"This is his eldest brother, and his sister-in-law." Yang Caiyu also spoke with a taste of earth, maybe he had been in the countryside for a long time, and he didn't have the nobility of the people in the city, and there was a hint of rustic flavor between his gestures. Keep your books in stock

"Yes, this is the depth of field, this is Qiao Lu, and their son Xiyu, Xiyu. Call Auntie. Xiyu stood aside with the doll in his arms and looked at everyone in a daze, but did not make a sound.

Perhaps even children were surprised that someone suddenly came to the house, obviously a little uncomfortable.

Tian Xuanning stepped forward and looked at Yang Caiyu and said, "Mom, I told you before, Xiyu, this kid, don't mind if you don't like to talk too much." Yang Caiyu waved her hand, her face was gentle and very amiable.

"It's okay, after getting acquainted with the child in the future, you will naturally be able to talk."

Yang Caiyu glanced at Qiao Lu again, she didn't expect the woman in this city to look like this, like a flower and jade, the skin was like a shelled egg, tender and white, I heard that she was also thirty years old this year, but she looked like a teenage female college student.

"Qiao Lu?" Yang Caiyu shouted uncertainly, she didn't expect the name to be so good, and there was a hint of luxury in the gentleness.

"It's me, Auntie, come and sit at the table."

Qiao Lu took his arm and sat down at the table, looking at these home-cooked dishes, it seemed that they were not made by the nanny at home, Qiao Lu asked in surprise: "I have never seen these dishes, is this a sausage?" Qiao Lu curiously took a piece of chopsticks, put it on the tip of his nose, and sniffed it gently.

"That's right, I made it myself, and these pickles, I also pickled them and brought them back from my hometown, I know that you people in the city, you usually eat about the same delicacies from the mountains and seas, and you shouldn't have tasted these home-cooked dishes."

Xiyu ate a piece of sausage and quickly spit on the ground, Xiao Hei ran over and ate the meat on the ground, this scene made everyone more or less embarrassed.

"Xiyu ......" Qiao Lu grabbed his arm and frowned reproachfully, but the little guy was young and ignorant, and Yang Caiyu didn't seem to have any intention of reproaching.

"It's normal for children to be unaccustomed to eating sausages, and there are fried pork livers with green peppers here, you can also try them, they are all some country dishes, don't dislike it." Yang Caiyu is amiable, and the fried dishes are actually quite fragrant.

"I like spicy food the most, I didn't expect Aunt Yang's dishes to be so delicious." Qiao Lu was particularly supportive, but Xu Jingshen on the reflective side seemed to be a little unhappy.

After eating, Xiyu and Tian Xuanning were playing with the Lego Bridge in the living room downstairs, Qiao Lu watched Xu Jingshen sitting in the room sullenly holding the previous photos and looking at them, and stepped forward to put his arm on his shoulder.

"You won't think of your mother again, will you?" Qiao Lu is the same as Xu Jingshen, he has lost his mother since he was a child, a child who lacks maternal love, and his childhood is more or less incomplete, no matter what outsiders say and how to persuade him, but what is in his heart, only each other knows.

"Well, didn't you see Aunt Yang wearing a ring on her hand when she was eating?" Xu Jingshen was silent at the dinner table, because of that ring, Qiao Lu didn't know the origin of the ring, and stared at him curiously.

"What happened to the ring? Or maybe Aunt Yang brought it to City A? Qiao Lu took a deep breath and looked at him, Xu Jingshen shook his head, and suddenly became depressed.

"It was a wedding ring that my dad bought for my mom, and since my mom left, my dad kept the wedding ring in his collection, but I didn't expect that when I saw that wedding ring again, it was actually on another woman's hand."

Xu Jingshen looked very uncalm throughout the meal, and went upstairs after a few bites of food in a hurry, perhaps because of this reason.

"So that's the case, I thought you weren't happy about Aunt Yang's arrival." Qiao Lu comforted him softly.