Su Hua smiled, looking at the large brick and tile house shrouded in darkness. Her almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly. Now, only Meng Yun'er remained in the Meng family.

After saying goodbye to Su Chengde, the group hurried towards the end of the village under the moonlight.

Su Sanhu and Su Hua walked at the front. The young man glanced at her for a long time before finally pursing his lips and saying, "Hua'er, thank you for tonight, Third Brother."

"No need to thank me!" Su Hua turned to look at him, her ears suddenly twitching. She stared intently at the narrow path not far away, and smiled slightly. "I just hope Third Brother won't scold me later..."

"What..." Su Sanhu didn't understand until a series of hurried and familiar footsteps came.

Immediately following was a loud roar, "Su Sanhu, you've really got some nerve! You dared to go to Southeast Asia in secret. If I don't give you a good beating today, you'll never learn your lesson!"

Before the boy could react, a huge, tight-fitting bag was already covering his head.

His face and head throbbed with pain from the beating, and he quickly covered his head and begged for mercy, "Mom! Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me... If you want to hit someone, let's go home... There are more people here..."

"There are more people? So what if there are more people? We're all family anyway, it's not shameful!" Su Baishi didn't stop when she heard the voice, but instead took off her shoes and continued to beat him.

However, after thoroughly patting the shoes, they discovered that the shoes were covered in blood, and Su Sanhu's face was also dotted with blood.

Startled, he dropped his shoes with a thud. "Sanhu, what happened to you? I didn't even use any force! How did you get beaten up like this..."

Seeing this, Su Sanhu quietly opened one eyelid and explained, "Mother, don't worry, this isn't my blood, it's Hua'er who did my makeup!"

After saying that, he didn't forget to pick up the shoes and hand them to his mother.

"Not your blood?" Upon hearing this, Su Bai touched his face again, and seeing no wound, immediately took the shoe and slapped his bottom. "You little brat, you stinky brat, you're going to make me so angry! You dare to go to Southeast Asia? You might as well go to the back mountain to feed the wolves. Just pretend I never gave birth to you..."

Seeing this, Azheng would occasionally fan the flames and add fuel to the fire, saying, "Auntie, you should hit his armpit. Just now, when the old man touched Sanhu's armpit, he was most afraid of that spot. Hitting there is sure to work!"

Su Sanhu: "!!!"

Su Hua almost burst out laughing upon hearing this.

This armpit is practically my third brother's Achilles' heel.

Just as chaos erupted at the edge of Shanghe Village, thousands of miles away, the backyard of the Liu family mansion in Tangshan Prefecture was also brightly lit.

The young girl, dressed in a long pink satin dress, sat at a sandalwood table.

Her once pretty and bright face was now gloomy under the candlelight, and her fox-like eyes stared coldly at the person on the ground. "I only asked you to look up a hot pot recipe, not to kill or set fires. Why did it take you so long to come back?"