The couple made a living in the 1950s.

"Wow..." Seeing Li Ze and Zhang Mei enter the room,

Li Fangxu couldn't hold back any longer and threw himself into Zhang Mei's arms and started crying.

The entire Jiang family gathered around Jiang Mingyu. He looked at the hand his mother extended to him and couldn't help but turn around and snuggle into his grandmother's arms.

Jiang Mingbo, who was standing on the other side, saw the wound on his brother's face and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He turned and went into his cousins' bedroom, and soon he heard their crying.

Li Erya wanted to go to the bedroom quickly, but was stopped by Aunt Jiang who pulled Jiang Mingyu.

Bai Ye saw Li Ze coming over and nodded to him, "What happens next is not suitable for me to be present."

"I will go back to the courtyard first and tell the police and neighbors that the two children have been found, and ask them to go home and rest as soon as possible."

When Bai Ye got home, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

The first floor of the house was quiet and the children were all asleep.

As soon as he pushed open the bedroom door, Lin Manyu, who was sleeping on the bed, sat up when he heard the door open.

"Aye, have you found the child?"

"At Mingyu's uncle's house."

"Is Fang Xu here too?"

"exist"

"Then you should get ready and go to bed quickly. I'll sleep for a while. I didn't sleep well before."

At this time, two children were undergoing examination in Xiehe Hospital.

They were taken home by Lin Sen and his wife only after they fainted.

We need to check their bodies before we can feel at ease.

Zhang Mei saw Lin Ai taking the initiative to settle the bill and didn't say anything.

He lowered his head and sat quietly beside Li Ze.

Until the doctor came out and said that both children were fine and it was just a common drug.

Everyone finally felt relieved.

Late at night, in the east wing of the second courtyard of the main courtyard, Zhang Mei's family and their two children slept with their eldest son tonight.

Zhang Mei and Li Ze lay beside their eldest son, looking at him sleeping, their eyes filled with joy of regaining what they had lost.

Zhang Mei finally felt at ease when she saw her son sleeping peacefully beside her.

"Aze, can Mingyu's uncle and aunt be sentenced to a heavy sentence?"

"It may not be possible to impose a heavy sentence. Our children are with Mingyu. He is Mingyu's uncle. He does not admit to drugging the children."

"We don't have any evidence that he drugged her now. If we just go through the legal process, he won't receive any serious punishment."

Li Ze spoke in a hoarse voice and looked up at his wife.

"Don't think too much. I'm here. No matter how the bureau defines this matter in the end, I won't let my son be frightened for a whole night in vain."

At the Jiang family, the whole family was in Aunt Jiang's bedroom, watching Jiang Mingbo wipe the wound off his brother's face.

Jiang Jiadong sat aside with a sullen face, and Lin Ai looked at him guiltily.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, she stood up and walked to her two sons, reaching out to pick up the youngest son.

When Jiang Mingyu saw his mother's actions, he quickly jumped off the bed and walked to his grandmother.

"I don't want to sleep alone tonight. I want to sleep with grandma."

Early in the morning, Lin Sen and Li Erya, who had stayed in the police station overnight, were taken to the interrogation room separately to explain the whole process.

Now they no longer had the calmness they had before. Lin Sen sat there with his beard untidy and his head lowered.

There was a gray look in Li Erya's triangular eyes.

In the living room of the Jiang family's courtyard, the whole family is sitting on the sofa.

Jiang Jiadong looked at his eldest son who had just received the admission letter from Harbin Military University, and a look of distress flashed in his eyes.

If the daughter-in-law's family has not done anything to hurt the younger son, now is the time for them to celebrate for the older son.

Lin Ai raised her head to glance at her mother-in-law with a sullen face, then looked at her youngest son who was sitting in the arms of her eldest son.

"Mingyu, uncle didn't mean to do this to you, don't be angry with him."

Jiang Jiadong saw that his youngest son ignored Lin Ai and opened his mouth to speak, but Aunt Jiang spoke first.

"This matter is entirely up to Li Ze and Zhang Mei. Our family has no objection."

When Aunt Jiang saw her daughter-in-law's relieved look, a sneer flashed in her eyes.

No matter how hard she thought, she couldn't understand why her daughter-in-law felt that if her family didn't pursue the matter, the Li family would also be able to let it go.

Her brother and sister-in-law are still in the Public Security Bureau.

Lin Ai didn't look at the look in her mother-in-law's eyes. She ignored Jiang Jiadong's attempt to stop her, got up and walked towards Zhang Mei's house.

At this moment, Zhang Mei and Xu Zhaodi were sitting under the porch of their home, washing clothes.

Xu Zhaodi and Lin Ping'an's son Lin Peicheng was born at the end of 1955 and will be two years old in a few months. The couple were talking about interesting stories about their child.

"Zhao Di is here too," Lin Ai saw that Zhang Mei was not alone, so she greeted Xu Zhao Di awkwardly.

When Xu Zhaodi saw Lin Ai like this, she looked at her with a smile flashing in her eyes.

"My Peicheng is still sleeping. I have to go home to see him."

In the living room of the Li family, Lin Ai looked at the tea that Zhang Mei had poured for her on the coffee table.

Thinking in her heart how to talk to Zhang Mei later, she quietly asked the police who were present last night.

As long as the victim is willing to write a letter of forgiveness, her brother and sister-in-law will be fine.

At this time, in the Bai family's courtyard, Li Fangxu was sitting under the arbour with his sister, brother and three treasures, eating watermelon.

"We were walking home after school last night and met Uncle Mingyu halfway."

"He showed us a beautiful handkerchief, and when I woke up, I was at Uncle Mingyu's house..."

Outside the Bai family's moon-shaped gate, Jiang Mingbo was about to raise his hand to knock on the door when he saw his mother returning from the main courtyard in a daze.

He walked forward lightly and went into the house with his mother.

Jiang Mingyu, who was having fun in the living room, frowned in displeasure when he saw his mother coming in with his brother.

"Since returning home yesterday, my mother hasn't asked him if he's in pain,"

"I've been busy with my uncle's affairs."

Aunt Jiang was originally sitting there playing with her grandson, but when she saw her grandson's expression change, she also frowned.

Jiang Mingbo looked at his mother sitting listlessly on the sofa, with his head lowered so that no one could see the emotions in his eyes.

"What did Aunt Zhang Mei say?"

"She didn't agree to write a letter of apology." Lin Ai closed her eyes and leaned back on the sofa.

I missed the flash of relief in Jiang Mingbo's eyes.

"Then will you go to the police station to see your uncle later?"

Lin Ai didn't say anything. Now she didn't know how to tell her elder brother about this.

In the police station, Lin Sen felt like every day was a year, and he was always hoping that his sister would rescue him quickly.

Every day he would ask the staff if anyone had come to see him.

Xu Zhaodi stood at the door of her house, looking at the two children in the yard, with a flash of confusion in her eyes.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Look for Lin Ai. We are her nephews."

At this time, Jiang Mingbo was sitting on the sofa in the living room of the Jiang family, helping his younger brother with his homework, while Jiang Mingyu was curled up next to his brother.

"Knock, knock, knock," the two were talking seriously when they heard a knock on the door.

Jiang Mingbo glanced at his younger brother and asked him to go to his grandmother's bedroom to find her first.

Then I got up and opened the door.

He opened the door and saw his two cousins ​​standing outside.