An elderly couple appeared in the visiting room, accompanied by the warden.
The warden, who was nearly fifty years old and had been in charge of this prison for twenty years, was pulling away two chairs with his own hands, and then said respectfully: "Old Li, please take a seat."
"I'm causing trouble for you." After Li Yuanzhong finished speaking, he asked Tang Qiong to sit down.
After Tang Qiong sat down nervously, he turned his head and asked, "Yuanzhong, won't Jingchen be angry if we come here?"
In response, Li Yuanzhong comforted him softly: "No, it was Jingchen's idea to let us visit the prison."
"But how did Jingchen know that I wanted to come to visit the prison?" After a pause, Tang Qiong guessed: "Did you say something to Jingchen?"
"No, no." Li Yuanzhong denied repeatedly.
He did not say anything to Jingchen, but said something to Wanwan.
So to be precise, it doesn't count what he told Jingchen.
After thinking with some guilt, Li Yuanzhong turned around and said to the warden: "Um, prisoner..."
The warden said hurriedly: "He has been brought here. He can be brought in at any time to meet you and your elders."
Tang Qiong asked: "Does he know we are coming?"
The warden nodded: "I know."
Li Yuanzhong said: "Then let's see him now."
The warden then looked through the glass window and winked at the two guards inside. One of the guards immediately took out the key and opened the thick steel door behind him.
A man with gray hair and wearing a labor camp uniform walked out immediately.
When he saw Tang Qiong, a hint of excitement flashed through the man's usually numb eyes, and when he saw Li Yuanzhong next to Tang Qiong, his eyes suddenly became extremely complicated.
Tang Qiong stood up unconsciously. She stared at the man in front of her and didn't say a word for a long time.
Until, Li Huaguang walked towards her, put one hand in front of the glass window, picked up the microphone with the other hand, and shouted excitedly: "Mom!"
"Yuan Zhong! Yuan Zhong, he..." Tang Qiong trembled, pointed at Li Huaguang, and looked at Li Yuanzhong in panic.
Seeing this, Li Huaguang's smile froze and he shouted into the phone: "Mom, what's wrong with you? I am your son, Huaguang!"
Li Yuanzhong comforted him: "Qiong'er, what's wrong with you?"
Tang Qiong asked softly: "Is he really Hua Guang?"
Li Yuanzhong glanced at Li Huaguang from the corner of his eyes and said, "Yes."
"How did he become like this?"
In Tang Qiong's memory, Li Huaguang was a very handsome boy when he was a child. When he grew up, he was a handsome young man. After he got married and had children, he was an elegant middle-aged man. He is completely different from his current vicissitudes of life!
"Dad?" Finally, Li Huaguang plucked up the courage and looked at the man who had threatened to sever the father-son relationship with him.
Seeing Li Yuanzhong pick up the microphone on the side, Li Huaguang hurriedly asked: "Dad! Mom, what's wrong with her?"
Li Yuanzhong knew that Tang Qiong was ill again. After quickly frowning, he pretended to be nonchalant and said: "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't seen you for more than ten years. Qiong'er doesn't recognize you."
Not to mention Tang Qiong, even Li Yuanzhong looked strange when he saw his unsatisfactory bastard son.
"That's it." Li Huaguang understood and continued to say to Tang Qiong: "Mom, take a closer look, I am Huaguang. It is my son's fault that I have not been able to fulfill my filial piety by your side over the years! I...