coobybook Chapter 278: Visiting the prison at night and interrogating Mu Tingyun
Chapter 278: Visiting the prison at night and interrogating Mu Tingyun
After soaking in the hot spring, the couple had dinner with their three elders.
With the presence of Cai Ruhong, the lively old man, the meal was quite lively.
During the meal, Cai Ruhong kept talking about some interesting stories about Tang Ji's youth. Song Jingcheng pretended to listen carefully, but in fact he was secretly observing the reactions of Su Jin and Tang Ji.
What's going on? He always feels that his uncle seems to have a special liking for grandma. Is he planning to have a sunset romance?
Song Jingcheng didn't dare to say it clearly.
After the dinner was over, Cai Ruhong took Shen He's hand and said, "My aunt's daughter, your cousin Ling Yue, is going to have a second child soon. The due date is in the next two days."
"Ling Yue is 38 years old, not young anymore. Your aunt is worried, so she has to stay with your cousin. Shen He, wait until you and Jing Cheng have your wedding, and your aunt will bring your cousin to visit you."
Upon hearing this, Shen He quickly said, "It's no small matter for a woman to give birth. I'll have Xie Jin take my aunt to the airport tomorrow morning. We'll meet at the wedding. When the time comes, I'll serve tea to my aunt, and she'll have to prepare a big red envelope!"
Cai Ruhong laughed, "Okay! I'll buy you a bank card!"
"My aunt is generous!"
Shen He coaxed Cai Ruhong into great joy, and sent her to the car while talking.
Song Jingcheng and Tang Ji stood together, and neither uncle nor nephew said a word.
Tang Ji watched Su Jin get into the car, then he looked away and asked Song Jingcheng, "The wedding is on January 1th?"
Song Jingcheng nodded quickly, "Yes, the date has been set."
Thinking of something, Song Jingcheng looked at Tang Ji and hesitated, "Uncle, my mother just passed away, do you think the wedding date is too close?"
"We don't care about that in our family." Tang Ji waved his hand and said, "Your mother is not kind to you. It's good enough that you can do this."
"You don't have to change the wedding date. Besides, you two have already obtained the marriage certificate. If we postpone the wedding date any further, people will think that we are neglecting Shen He."
Song Jingcheng thought so too.
Seeing that Tang Ji had no objection to the wedding date, Song Jingcheng felt relieved, "After we take the wedding photos, we plan to send out invitations."
Tang Ji calculated and said, "It's only been more than two months. It's almost time."
Song Jingcheng felt it was too long.
He wished he could hold a wedding with Shen He tomorrow and let everyone in Qing City know that he was married and his wife was the beautiful Shen He.
Next to him, Tang Ji suddenly said, "I'm old, and it's exhausting to travel back and forth. Since you're getting married in just over two months, I won't go back."
"Just arrange a place for me to live. I'll live in Qing City for a while." After saying that, Tang Ji put his hands behind his back and walked towards the parking space.
"..." Song Jingcheng looked at his uncle's back and felt a little worried for a moment.
He stroked his hair dejectedly.
After seeing Cai Ruhong off, Shen He came back and saw Song Jingcheng scratching his hair. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "What are you worried about?"
Song Jingcheng seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.
His uncle wanted to pursue his wife's grandmother.
Is this something that can be said?
Shen He saw through his thoughts, "Are you worried about your uncle and my grandmother?"
Song Jingcheng had a complicated expression, "Are you the worm in my stomach?"
Shen He made a humorous joke, "I am your beloved, your treasure in your palm, the little darling you hold in your arms."
Song Jingcheng was somewhat helpless, "What did you read?"
"My grandma recently watched an idol drama for middle-aged and elderly people on TikTok, where a chairman who has been single for a lifetime had a one-night stand in a hotel, and later found out that the other person was his first love in college, and the other person also gave birth to twins without telling her..."
"Oh, what she's been chasing these days is that a handsome and domineering CEO had a one-night stand with a middle-aged beauty in a hotel, but he discovered that the aunt was his father's first love when he was young, and a thorn in his mother's heart..."
Song Jingcheng: "..."
"You should buy your grandma a cell phone for the elderly." Song Jingcheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "What the hell is going on."
"I'm not annoyed, so why should you be annoyed?" Shen He was very open-minded. She said, "My uncle is someone we know well, unlike that retired professor in Kyoto."
"It doesn't matter if they want to have a sunset romance or never talk to each other again, as long as they are happy."
Song Jingcheng looked at Shen He with admiration and gave him a thumbs up, "Miao Miao, you have a really great mentality."
Shen He smiled and said, "If you don't have a strong mentality, how can you play the game of hypocrisy with your nephew?"
When talking about his nephew Mu Tingyun, Song Jingcheng put away his joking attitude.
Looking at the dark night, Song Jingcheng suddenly said, "I want to go to the prison."
"To see your nephew?"
Nothing could be hidden from Shen He, so Song Jingcheng simply didn't hide anything, "Yes, I want to ask something."
"About Cheng Yang?"
Shen He guessed it right again.
Song Jingcheng pressed his temple in distress, "Wife, can you be a little dumber and give me a chance to show off your intelligence?"
"Then I suggest you go find Taotao to play with. She can totally satisfy your vanity."
Song Jingcheng was so angry that he laughed.
"Will you come with me?"
Shen He smiled and asked him, "Will you be jealous if I go to see him?"
"He lost miserably. Did he deserve it?"
"Then let's go together."
The First Prison of Qing City is not in the urban area, but in Jundao County under the jurisdiction of Qing City, where all the prisoners are serious criminals.
The first prison was built next to a national highway and was divided into six areas.
The prison is surrounded by a vast expanse of farmland, and prisoners serving their sentences have to work every day.
During the farming season, people go to the fields to sow seeds, plant rice and grow vegetables...
During the off-season, I worked in the prison's own factory, operating a sewing machine to make umbrellas and leather shoes...
In short, anyone can find a job they are good at in prison.
If you can't find one, learn a skill and then join the renovation work.
Mu Tingyun was assigned to the parts processing department.
His daily job is to stand in front of the huge machine and constantly stuff copper parts into the machine holes.
After the machine automatically processes the parts, the processed parts are taken out and neatly placed in boxes, and then taken to the warehouse for quality inspection...
He has to finish 20 boxes every day to complete his work.
Only those who complete their workload in excess can earn a little pocket money to buy a pack of cigarettes or a bottle of beer.
After buying cigarettes, they also have to give a few to the boss of their building.
Otherwise you will be bullied.
Mu Tingyun, who was used to the comfortable life of a nobleman, was on the verge of collapse every day when he first went to prison.
Now I've adapted to it.
Song Jingcheng sat on the stool outside the viewing window, looking at Mu Tingyun silently.
Without the blessing of money, status and exquisite clothes, no matter whether you are a rich man or a rich lady, you are like a beast of burden in prison uniform.
After being sent to labor reform for a period of time, Mu Tingyun no longer showed any trace of high-spirited spirit.
He was sitting behind the visitor window. His hair was so short that his scalp was visible. His cheeks were a little rough and his eyes were not as bright as before.
Song Jingcheng couldn't tell what he was feeling.
In short, there is no pleasure in seeing the evildoers get their comeuppance.
He stared at Mu Tingyun's calloused fingers and sneered, "I heard from the prison guards that you behaved well in prison."
Mu Tingyun pursed his lips tightly.
Hearing Song Jingcheng's ridicule, he subconsciously hid his hands.
The uncle and nephew looked at each other silently through the window.
After a moment, Mu Tingyun called out in a hoarse voice: "Uncle."
Song Jingcheng's throat twitched and he didn't respond to his call of "uncle".
Mu Tingyun didn't care about Song Jingcheng's attitude. He said, "I thought my uncle would never see me in his lifetime."
"It's nice that you can come to see me."
After Mu Tingyun was imprisoned, only his close friend Xie Jingan visited him twice.
And his second brother who pretended to be blind never showed up from beginning to end.
"I heard from Jing An that the Mu family has completely disbanded, all the family property has been confiscated, and my second brother has opened a bodyguard training school on his own?"
"Yeah. Your second brother recruited a group of retired special forces soldiers and opened a school together. It seems to have a good reputation."
Mu Tingyun snorted coldly and cursed, "You are indeed a coward. You have been pretending for so many years, but in the end you have become the principal of a bodyguard school?"
"Nothing."
He cursed Mu Tingyang for being useless, but in his heart he was very envious of Mu Tingyang.
The Mu family is rotten from the inside out.
But Mu Tingyang is the only one who is a breath of fresh air.
The Mu family fell, and everyone wanted to kill the Mu family, but Mu Tingyang was not affected at all.
How could Mu Tingyun not be envious?
"That guy is really good at pretending. Even that old man couldn't see through his disguise." Mu Tingyun leaned back in his chair, sneered, and sighed, "He is indeed an ace special forces soldier."
It seems that his competition with the old man over the years, and the conspiracy between the old man and Xie Jinghong, have not escaped Mu Tingyang's eyes.
"You, the Mu family, are all crooked people. Mu Tingyang is indeed different from you."
Song Jingcheng smiled playfully, "Maybe he inherited his mother's genes."
Mu Tingyun's face darkened. "My uncle is saying that my parents' genes are junk genes?"
"Isn't your mother trash if she can betray the family honor and abandon her parents for an old man?" Even though Song Shenglian was his sister, Song Jingcheng had to admit that his sister was trash.
Mu Tingyun choked and had nothing to say.
Song Jingcheng said suddenly: "Your grandmother passed away and was buried this morning."
Mu Tingyun was also stunned when he heard the news suddenly.
He was neither very happy nor very sad.
Looking at Song Jingcheng's calm demeanor, Mu Tingyun said, "Now that the old pervert is dead, do you feel relieved?"
Song Jingcheng was silent.
After a long while, he said, "That's my mother."
Mu Tingyun stopped talking.
Yes.
That's mom.
No matter how bad the mother is, the child will care about her.
Mu Tingyun held the calluses on his hands and asked again: "...Shen He..."
"Call me aunt." Song Jingcheng couldn't bear to hear him calling Shen He's name.
Mu Tingyun laughed mockingly and said something extremely treasonous: "Even if I call her aunt, I still regard her as my woman in my heart."
Song Jingcheng's temples were throbbing.
Mu Tingyun added: "Uncle, when I was lonely in prison, I relied on recalling the intimate moments between Shen He and me to get through it..."
Song Jingcheng was furious inside, but his face remained calm.
Song Jingcheng married Shen He, and he had the last laugh. So no matter how much Mu Tingyun said, it couldn't change the fact that he was kicked out by Shen He.
Mu Tingyun waited for a while.
He also found it boring because he failed to see Song Jingcheng's furious reaction.
Mu Tingyun stood up and was about to leave.
"What kind of deal did you make with Cheng Yang?"
Song Jingcheng successfully kept Mu Tingyun with just one sentence.
With one hand on the back of the chair, Mu Tingyun turned his head to look at Song Jingcheng outside. A strange light flashed in his tired eyes.
"Why do you ask?" Mu Tingyun became interested in Song Jingcheng's question.
Song Jingcheng crossed his hands and let them hang naturally on his abdomen. He closed his eyes and rubbed his thumbs back and forth. The scene of his first meeting with Cheng Yang emerged in his mind.
"The first time I met Cheng Yang was at your twentieth birthday party. That day, your uncle Ma and I witnessed the two of you talking in the basement garage of the hotel."
Song Jingcheng recalled carefully, unraveling the distant memory and analyzing: "Cheng Yang is eight years older than you. He had already entered the officialdom at that time and worked as a secretary to the mayor in the Qing City Government Building."
"You were not valued in the Mu family before, but Cheng Yang is the most respected one in the Cheng family. Logically speaking, you two should not have any intersection."
"Let's take a step back and say that even if you two had compatible personalities and became friends, why did you two later act as if you weren't familiar with each other?"
Mu Tingyun interrupted Song Jingcheng: "Uncle, what do you want to say?"
Song Jingcheng suddenly opened his eyes.
The sharp eyes were like substance, able to see through Mu Tingyun completely.
"Mu Tingyun, you actively cooperate with the reform in prison. Are you trying to get your sentence reduced so you can get out sooner, or..."
Song Jingcheng leaned closer to the iron window, locked his gaze with Mu Tingyun's, and asked in an unpredictable tone, "Are you waiting for Cheng Yang to join forces with the Ou family, and then find a way to secretly rescue you?"
Mu Tingyun's expression suddenly changed.
His trembling pupils betrayed his true thoughts.
"...Uncle, you are so bold." Mu Tingyun tried to stay calm. He said, "What era do you think it is now?"
"The walls of this prison are so high that they reach the sky. Can I get out whenever I want?"
Song Jingcheng chuckled, "Mu Tingyun, my uncle is not stupid. These words of yours may fool others, but they can't fool me."
Once people have enough power, they will develop ambition and courage.
If Cheng Yang joins forces with the Ou family, he will always be able to find a way to quietly transfer Mu Tingyun away.
Substituting one thing for another, finding someone to take the blame...
Cheng Yang always finds a way.
"My dear nephew, tell me, what kind of deal did you make with Cheng Yang?"
Song Jingcheng had long wanted to visit Mu Tingyun in prison and ask about all these details, but Chu Zhi's death delayed his steps, and he had no time to come and see him until today.
Ever since he found out about the affair between Tulanhua and Cheng Yang, Song Jingcheng has been trying to figure out Cheng Yang every night.
He couldn't understand why Cheng Yang would take such a big risk to attack him.
Until one day Ma Kai mentioned unintentionally that when he met Cheng Yang at Mu Tingyun's birthday party that year, he never thought that guy had such great capabilities.
Ma Kai's words reminded Song Jingcheng.
He overlooked one thing -
Cheng Yang and Mu Tingyun know each other.
But why did they pretend not to know each other afterwards?
After thinking about it, Song Jingcheng felt that the two of them were avoiding suspicion and deliberately pretending not to know each other to prevent him from discovering their secret.
Mu Tingyun was shocked.
He didn't expect that even though he was imprisoned, Song Jingcheng could still trace him back based on those distant memories.
"There is no deal between me and Cheng Yang."
"Oh?" Song Jingcheng suddenly smiled elegantly.
"Nephew." Song Jingcheng tilted his head and looked at Mu Tingyun with a gentle expression. He couldn't help but ask: "What gave you the illusion that I was someone who was easy to fool?"
"Cheng Yang married Ou Yalan because he valued the power of the Jun family in Kyoto. Then did you know that Shen He's grandmother saved the old man of the Jun family, and Shen He and Jun Lin are close friends."
"What Cheng Yang tried so hard to get, I can get without any effort."
"You are just a serious criminal. Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
Mu Tingyun's eyes flickered and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Because he knew that what Song Jingcheng said was not exaggerating.
Song Jingcheng is the leader among the young people in the Song family, and he is the most respected young man in the Song family.
Members of the Song family are spread across all walks of life.
Without even relying on the Jun family, Song Jingcheng has a way to reach the First Prison.
"Do you know that there is a kind of neurological drug in the world that can easily poison an adult into dementia, and it cannot be cured?"
Nodding his head, Song Jingcheng smiled mysteriously, "Nephew, I have many ways to make you a walking corpse."
"Would you like to try it?"
Looking at the gentle smile on Song Jingcheng's lips, Mu Tingyun felt horrified.
"..."
He opened his mouth silently, struggled and hesitated for a long time before he closed his eyes resignedly.
"Eight years ago, when my grandfather was seriously ill, Cheng Yang found me and asked me to find an opportunity to steal a few strands of my grandfather's hair..."