usatvline Chapter 449 You have to reform yourself here
Chapter 449 You have to reform yourself here
The luxurious RV is decorated with the utmost luxury. The soft leather sofa exudes a light leather fragrance, and the bright sunshine shines through the car window, casting a soft and dazzling light.
Song Shijie and his lover Shen Rou snuggled together, dozing off in a daze.
In the back of the car, the old lady was sleeping peacefully on a spacious and comfortable bed.
She looked graceful and elegant, as if immersed in a sweet dream, and did not wake up even after the bumpy ride.
On her dry hands, she wore an expensive mutton-fat jade bracelet, which set off the old lady's wheat-colored skin and made her look particularly healthy.
Her bony hand tightly grasped Mu Xiaoji's hand, as if she was using all her strength to pass all her power and protection to him through this grip.
She firmly believed that as long as she held it tightly like this, she would be able to shield her eldest grandson from all the storms in the world, ensure that he would have a smooth and worry-free life, and let him stay by her side forever, becoming her warmest support in her twilight years.
Xiao Yue sat quietly beside the old lady, her eyes fixed blankly on Mu Xiaoji.
Mu Xiaoji's brows were furrowed, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. Because his arm had been held tightly by the old lady for a long time, the uncomfortable feeling made his face look a little bitter.
His body was slender, but at this moment he was sinking deeply into the pillow, as if all his strength had been drained by the tiring journey.
Xiao Yue felt distressed and quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket. He gently reached out to help him wipe the sweat from his forehead. The handkerchief brought a hint of coolness when it touched his skin.
Mu Xiaoji opened his eyes when he felt the touch. His voice was a little hoarse and tired: "Sister Xiaoyue, where are we now?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yue immediately responded gently, "We've arrived in Kuncheng."
Mu Xiaoji wanted to stand up by holding onto the bed, but he couldn't use one hand. Xiaoyue hurriedly moved closer to him and held him and moved his body.
The faint body fragrance from Xiao Yue lingered gently around Mu Xiaoji's nose, making him feel a sense of dependence immediately.
At this moment, the old lady suddenly woke up, her voice was confused as if she had just woken up: "Hmm? Are we home? Xiaoyue, help me up slowly, I think my legs are numb."
Mu Xiaoji and Xiaoyue immediately stood up after hearing this. Mu Xiaoji subconsciously prepared to stretch out his right hand to help his grandmother up, but his arm was numb and he froze in mid-air.
Xiao Yue was quick to support Mu Xiaoji and said with concern, "Master, please sit in the front for a while. I'll take care of grandma."
"Thank you, Sister Xiaoyue." Mu Xiaoji said as he slowly moved his arms and walked towards a seat in front. Every step he took felt like he was stepping on cotton, a little light and empty.
The old lady looked at Mu Xiaoji's back in a daze and asked, "What's wrong with my eldest grandson? Is he feeling unwell again?"
Xiao Yue carefully helped the old lady up and explained softly, "No, grandma, you held the young master's hand all the way and didn't let go. His arm is numb!"
Shen Rou heard the noise and came over from the front seat. Her eyes were full of worry and concern. She looked at Mu Xiaoji and said, "Son, we'll be home soon. When you get home, have a good sleep before going to prison. Don't tire yourself out."
Mu Xiaoji raised his head and gave his mother a comforting smile: "Mom, I'm fine, I slept with grandma all the way!
"Mouse's mother's situation is urgent. I have to submit the documents as soon as possible. It may take three days to be approved!"
After saying that, he lowered his head and looked at the stack of documents in his hand regarding leaving prison to visit relatives, his eyes revealing determination and anxiety.
The RV slowly drove into the yard of the Goldsmith Bay Villa, and the wheels rolled over the ground, making a slight rustling sound. The originally quiet atmosphere in the car instantly became lively, and everyone began to prepare to get off the car.
Mu Xiaoji sat by the car window, looking through the window, watching the familiar villa yard approaching little by little.
There was a hint of fatigue in his eyes, but also a hint of urgency. After the car came to a steady stop, he sighed softly and looked away from the window.
At this time, Song Shijie strode into the back of the car, with a concerned look on his face, looked at the old lady and said, "Mom, how is it? Shall I ask you to get off the car?"
The old lady waved her hand with a gentle smile on her face: "No, no, Xiaoyue is enough." Xiaoyue hurriedly walked to the old lady, gently supported her, and prepared to get off the car.
Mu Xiaoji stood up, picked up his coat from the sofa, and put it on neatly. While tidying up his clothes, he said, "Dad, take your time packing. I'm leaving first."
When Song Shijie heard this, a nervous look appeared on his face, and he hurriedly shouted: "Chenxi, wait a moment, I'll drive you there!"
Mu Xiaoji grabbed the door handle and stopped halfway. He turned his head slightly with a faint smile on his face: "No need, Dad, just ask the security guard to drive with me!"
Without waiting for Song Shijie to persuade him further, Mu Xiaoji got out of the car with his briefcase, and walked steadily towards the security guard with a cane in his other hand.
When the security guard saw Mu Xiaoji, he immediately came up to him with a smile and said, "Young Master is back. What do you need?"
Mu Xiaoji nodded slightly and said calmly, "Go drive the car and follow me to the city prison."
"Okay, young master. Please wait a moment. I'll drive the car right away." The security guard responded, turned around quickly, and ran towards the garage. After a while, he drove the car over and parked it steadily in front of Mu Xiaoji.
Xiao Yue and Shen Rou carefully helped the old lady get out of the car, one on each side. The breeze blew gently, ruffling their hair.
Just then, the roar of an engine was heard. Everyone subconsciously turned their heads and saw Mu Xiaoji hurriedly getting into the car waiting nearby.
The car seemed to be impatient. The moment it started, the tires made a dull sound as they rubbed against the ground. Then it sped towards the outside of the Goldsmith Bay Villa like an arrow, raising a cloud of dust.
The old lady looked at the car going away, her eyes full of anxiety and confusion, and quickly asked Song Shijie beside her:
"Ajie, where is your grandson going? Why is he running out of the car without even touching the ground?"
Song Shijie had a gentle smile on his face and whispered soothingly, "Mom, Chenxi will be back in the evening. You can go into the house and have a rest first." As he spoke, he reached out his hand, held the old lady's arm steadily, and slowly walked into the house.
Shen Rou stood aside and said softly to Aunt Zhao who had come out, "Aunt Zhao, take the security guard to the car to take down the suitcase and send it to the bedroom."
"Okay, ma'am." Aunt Zhao responded crisply, and then she walked quickly to the car with a few security guards and began to busy themselves with moving the luggage. For a moment, the yard of the Goldsmith Bay Villa was bustling with people coming and going, a lively and busy scene.
Mu Xiaoji sat in the back seat of the car, leaning forward slightly, his eyes fixed on the scenery outside the window that was moving backwards.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were filled with anxiety and concentration, as if the rapidly receding scenery could not attract his attention at all.
At this moment, the burning heart in his chest had already crossed the hustle and bustle of the city and flew towards the prison.
The luxurious business car navigated the city's traffic like a duck in water. The security guard, with his skilled driving skills, overtook and changed lanes flexibly, causing surrounding vehicles to give way.
Along the way, all we could hear was the hum of the engine and the sound of tires rubbing against the ground. Soon, the tall and majestic gate of the prison appeared before us.
As soon as the car stopped, Mu Xiaoji quickly opened the door and got out. He was holding a briefcase, looking anxious but determined, and walked towards the prison gate without hesitation.
Mu Xiaoji walked slowly into the guard room with steady steps. He took a deep breath and calmed down his inner tension.
With a polite and earnest look on his face, he said, "Hello, comrade. I am Mu Xiaoji from the Red Star Welfare Home in G City. This is my ID card."
As he spoke, he reached into his inner pocket and pulled out his ID card and handed it to the guard. "Please tell the superiors that I'm here to apply for a prisoner named Jiang Hao to leave prison to visit his family. His mother is critically ill, and this matter is very important to both Jiang Hao's mother and him."
Upon hearing this, the guard's expression immediately became serious and focused. He looked at Mu Xiaoji seriously and nodded slightly, "Please wait a moment."
Then the guard turned around and walked quickly to the desk, picked up the internal phone with skillful movements, and dialed the prison's internal contact number.
The moment the call was connected, the guard's voice became crisp and clear, conveying Mu Xiaoji's request in an orderly manner:
"Report, this is the prison gate guard room. Mu Xiaoji from the Red Star Welfare House in G City is here to help the inmate Jiang Hao apply for leave from prison to visit his family."
He paused, glanced at Mu Xiaoji again, and added: "The applicant, Mu Xiaoji, is about 175 to 180 cm tall, has some physical disabilities, and has a pretty face."
After that, the guard hung up the phone, looked at Mu Xiaoji, and responded calmly: "Wait a moment, the leader will be here soon."
Mu Xiaoji smiled and nodded his head to express his gratitude. "Thank you!" He turned and walked out of the police station. He stood at the prison gate, and the cold wind after the Spring Festival blew gently, blowing the broken hair on his forehead.
His eyes were filled with determination and expectation. He stared quietly at the prison gate, and the past events involving Jiang Hao emerged in his mind.
At that time, Mu Xiaoji was still weak from the gunshot wound and was sitting in a wheelchair. Wu Lan supported the old man and followed everyone into the detention center.
Director Xu led everyone to a room and said, "Wait a moment, I'll be back soon."
Not long after, a policeman brought Haozi into the room. The policeman motioned Haozi to sit in the chair opposite the table and then locked it.
Mu Xiaoji said slowly, "Haozi, I brought your mother to see you. After today, I will send her back to the welfare home to stay temporarily. You must reform yourself here and try to come out as soon as possible to take your mother home."
Haozi's eyes were filled with tears and he said gratefully: "Thank you, Mu Xiaoji. I will reform myself and try to pick up my mother as soon as possible." As he spoke, he lowered his head to show his respect for Mu Xiaoji.
The prison gate opened with a loud noise, bringing Mu Xiaoji back from his distant memories.