ebookland Chapter 240 Trial of Crimes
Chapter 240 Trial of Crimes
When winter vacation arrived, Huang Zhitao sent a message to Qiao Yingzi, urging her to come and see her as soon as possible.
After consulting with Song Qian, Qiao Yingzi left home.
After confirming that Qiao Yingzi had left through the window, Song Qian turned around and went into Ji Yangyang's house.
"Yangyang, do you only have these few clothes? Otherwise, I'll go buy you a few more."
Song Qian held Ji Yangyang's dirty clothes, preparing to put them in the washing machine to wash them for him.
Ever since Song Qian started calling Ji Yangyang "Dad," she has been taking care of him in his daily life, not only cooking for him but also making his bed, folding his blankets, and washing his clothes.
A woman is willing to be a nanny for the man she loves!
If a woman becomes a wife but does no housework and spends all her time playing on her phone, watching TV, and playing mahjong, it means that she doesn't love her husband!
The above statement was made by Song Qian!
It has nothing to do with Ji Yangyang or the author!
Ji Yangyang was practicing breathing techniques. After finishing a set, she replied to Song Qian, "No need, there are still some in the cabinet, I just didn't take them out."
Song Qian rummaged through the closet and found a pile of clothes on the bottom shelf.
"Yangyang, no wonder I felt like you never changed your clothes. Turns out you bought so many identical outfits!" Song Qian looked at the pile of clothes and found it somewhat amusing.
It's not that there's only one type of clothing; there are four or five types, but there are five or six pieces of each type!
"I think that once you get used to the style and color of clothes, you'll feel uncomfortable wearing them for a while. When you change to a new style, you'll feel uncomfortable."
Ji Yangyang looked at Song Qian helping him tidy up and found it quite beautiful, so he couldn't help but hug Song Qian from behind.
"Oh dear, you've kept me from getting ready!" Song Qian was already used to Ji Yangyang's closeness, and her refusal sounded like she was being coquettish.
Ji Yangyang reached under the hem of her clothes, trying to find that familiar bowl.
"It's not convenient today!" Song Qian stopped Ji Yangyang's hand.
Ji Yangyang grasped Song Qian's wrist. "Don't bother, it's just a few pieces of clothing, I can wash them myself."
It's normal, there's nothing wrong. Some hidden illnesses can only be detected through pulse diagnosis during special periods, and Ji Yangyang came to this conclusion after a long period of research.
Song Qian turned around and looked at Ji Yangyang, "Is that what you really think? Otherwise, I..." As she spoke, she squatted down.
"No need, let's just talk." Ji Yangyang pulled Song Qian up.
"Okay." Song Qian obediently sat on the bed. "Yangyang, will your parents come back to the capital for the Chinese New Year this year?"
"I'm not going back! But I might go to my maternal grandma's house for the New Year. Of course, if you'd like, we can celebrate the New Year together!"
Song Qian looked at Ji Yangyang and said, "Let's forget it. I'm afraid Yingzi will overthink it."
“I’ll only stay there for one day, and I’ll come to keep you company the next day.” Ji Yangyang pulled Song Qian down onto the bed.
The bed seems to have a magical power; sitting on the edge of it, it's hard to resist its allure, and you'll want to lie down after just a short while.
Song Qian found the most comfortable position again, "Who needs you to keep me company! You should stay home for another day!"
This posture is somewhat familiar, so familiar that unconsciously, my hand reaches out in a certain direction.
When Yingzi returned, she saw Song Qian staring blankly at her hands.
Song Qian was filled with regret; it was all that evil hand's fault!
"Mom, why are your lips a little swollen?"
"Huh?" Song Qian touched her lips. "It's probably because I ate some chili sauce; I'm a little feverish!"
On New Year's Eve, Ji Yangyang came to Liu Zheng's house.
Ji Yangyang's maternal grandmother hurriedly came over, "Yangyang, oh my, it's been so many days! You didn't even come back to see your grandmother!"
"I have a lot of studies to do, and it's hard to find the time," Ji Yangyang said casually, making it up.
Ji Yangyang's maternal grandmother is named Lu Xingqiao. She was Liu Zhuohui's first wife. Her family was originally better off than Liu Zhuohui's. She married Liu Zhuohui without any complaints. Later, when the storm came and her family was destroyed, Liu Zhuohui did not abandon her.
The two are a couple who have shared hardships and formed a deep bond.
Perhaps it was because of their shared hardships that Lu Xingqiao and Liu Zhuohui doted on Ji Yangyang so much, and they would immediately agree to whatever Ji Yangyang asked for.
Liu Zheng was a womanizer, already in his thirties and still unmarried. Ji Yangyang knew he had other women, but he never mentioned marriage.
Before Ji Yangyang could even sit down on the sofa, Lu Xingqiao pulled out a red envelope and a gift. "Yangyang, come here, look at the gift Grandma prepared for you! See if you like it?"
Ji Yangyang didn't learn to drive a go-kart from Liu Zheng; those toy-like racing cars were really boring.
So Lu Xingqiao's gift to Ji Yangyang was a new mobile phone. Knowing that Ji Yangyang liked domestic products, she specially bought a Huawei phone.
She took out her phone and checked it; it was pretty good. "Thank you, Grandma!"
Lu Xing smiled broadly, "I'm glad you like it!"
Halfway through the New Year's Eve dinner, Liu Jing made a video call, which Ji Yangyang answered.
The video showed Liu Jing and Ji Shengli's faces. "Yangyang, are you at your grandma's house?"
Yes, I'm here.
Ji Yangyang found a phone stand and placed it next to the table so that Liu Jing could see the whole picture.
"Xiaojing, didn't you say you wanted to be transferred back? How's it going now?" Lu Xingqiao looked at Liu Jing and the other person in the video and asked the first question, which left Liu Jing speechless.
Liu Jing tried to remain calm. "This...it's not confirmed yet! We still need to discuss this with the leadership; there's no definite answer yet."
Liu Zhuohui also said, "Then you'd better hurry up, otherwise it will be difficult to operate later. If necessary, I can help you with the process."
Ji Shengli interrupted, "No need, Dad, we can handle it ourselves."
He was afraid his father-in-law would interfere and ruin things for him! Ji Shengli's team was not someone Liu Zhuohui knew, and the group Liu Zhuohui knew before was already on the opposite side.
Lu Xingqiao urged, "Then you need to hurry up, if you wait another six months, Yangyang will be a senior in high school!"
After exchanging a few more casual words, Liu Jing hung up the phone.
"How about we think of another way? My mom is right, Yangyang is about to be a senior in high school. We haven't spent much time with him in the past ten years. Especially in the last five or six years, we've hardly ever gone home."
As she spoke, Liu Jing began to shed tears.
Ji Shengli sighed, "I went to ask at the higher-ups, and it's already decided. It can't be changed anymore. If we go back, we'll have to wait at least another year! By the time we actually go back, Yangyang will have already finished the college entrance exam."
Ji Shengli couldn't understand it at all. "How did things turn out like this?"
There were four dishes in front of the two people, but neither of them was in the mood to eat.
At this moment, Ji Yangyang called Liu Jing again, "Mom, is it impossible for you to transfer back?"
"Yangyang, you..."
“I’ve already gone back to my room, and I’m all alone now. I could tell something had happened from your expression.” Ji Yangyang twirled her phone and patted the bedroom. “Actually, I wanted to say that you don’t need to worry about this. I understand you. If you really can’t come back, it’s okay. Just come back and visit me when you have your holidays!”
"It will only take about a year. Once I've taken the college entrance exam and have more time, I'll come to find you."
Liu Jing's tears flowed like a burst dam, "Oh, Yangyang, you've grown up!"
I'm just pretending to be a child for a while, to maintain harmony and avoid looking awkward!