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Chapter 1266

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At Sky Blessing Court.

When Huo Mien arrived, his mother had just finished eating and was cleaning the house.

"Mom …"

"Mian, you're back?"

"Yeah, Mom … where's Xiuping?" Huo Mien looked around and asked tentatively.

"Oh, Xiuping left …" Yang Meirong said as she mopped the floor.

"Oh? She left? Why did she leave? "

"Your kid said she found a job and got paid 5,000 yuan a month. I thought it was pretty good, so I let her go. Otherwise, it's meaningless to stay here, it's just like going to jail …"

"Oh …" Huo Mien nodded and didn't say anything else.

"Oh, right, I found the jewelry, Mian."

"You found it? Where did you find it? "

Huo Mien knew that Yang Xiuping was afraid of going to jail and wouldn't dare to not get the jewelry back.

The jewelry wasn't worth much, but it was a matter of character.

Stealing was a shameful thing …

You can't do something wrong because you're poor or jealous. Those were all dirty excuses.

Yang Meirong put down the mop in her hand and straightened up. "Xiuping found it when she was helping me pack up some old clothes. It's weird, I couldn't find it no matter how hard I searched, but now I have it."

"Did you find it? Is there anything missing? "Huo Mien asked worriedly.

"No, there's nothing missing."

"Mhm, that's good …"

"What's wrong?" Yang Meirong felt like her daughter was acting weird today.

"Nothing …"

"Mian, is there still no news from your belly?" Yang Meirong remembered.

"No." Huo Mien shook his head.

"It's okay, you're still young. Take care of your body, you'll definitely get pregnant."

Yang Meirong didn't want her daughter to be sad, so she comforted her.

"Mhm, I know, Mom. I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me."

Then, Huo Mien changed into his old clothes and helped his mother clean the house.

At noon, Huo Mien had a simple meal with his mother and left.

After Huo Mien came out, he drove directly to Xie Juan's place.

Shuai Shuai had been discharged from the hospital for a long time, and Xie Juan had also gone to work. The mother and son were doing well.

Sometimes, Xie Juan would give Huo Mien some delicious food that she made herself, including pickled vegetables and braised eggs.

He would also make some insoles, sock covers and the like by hand.

In short, Xie Juan was very grateful for Huo Mien's kindness to her and her son …

It was the weekend. When Huo Mien arrived, Xie Juan and Shuai Shuai were having lunch.

He was surprised to see Huo Mien …

"Sister Huo Mien …" Shuai Shuai put down his chopsticks and ran over happily.

Huo Mien patted his head. "You've grown taller again, Shuai Shuai. How are your studies?"

"Pretty good. I came in fifteenth place on the monthly exam, which is five places better than last time. Last time, I was twentieth, and there were forty-five students in my class." Before Huo Mien could ask, Shuai Shuai blurted out everything.

"That's great. Good luck." Huo Mien generously praised the child.

"Dr. Huo, you're just in time. Come sit down and eat with us."

Xie Juan stood up and warmly greeted Huo Mien …

"It's okay, Sister Xie. I already ate at my mother's place. I came today because I wanted to see you and Shuai Shuai."

"Thanks to you, my son and I are doing very well now. I didn't even dare to dream that there would be such a day."

Xie Juan was very satisfied when she talked about the happy life she had today …

"What about Ni Yang? Have you been in touch with him?"

When Xie Juan heard Ni Yang's name, she shook her head with a complicated expression …

"That's why I'm here. I don't think it should be delayed any longer. I want to resolve the conflict between you and your son …"

"Huh? How? Will Ni Yang forgive me? "Xie Juan was surprised.

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