They dawdled for a long time until half past ten before the couple finally set off.

The daily necessities bought for the welfare home were delivered a few days ago.

This time, the two of them drove a small car that couldn't hold much, so they bought a few boxes of fruit and filled the trunk.

When the two arrived, the dean, who had received the news, was already waiting outside the door.

When they saw the familiar black car from afar, the director and staff in front of the Little Sun Welfare Home's door lit up.

The car was parked in a parking space next to the wall. Shen Yanming turned off the engine and immediately turned sideways to help his wife in the passenger seat unbuckle her seat belt.

After getting out of the car, the man ran to the passenger door without stopping, opened it, helped his wife down, and put the guide stick next to his wife's hand.

The dean and staff came over, and Qing Yuer was surrounded by her family members and greeted with care and concern.

Shen Yanming was automatically pulled to the side of the car by everyone, but the man was not angry, because his status was different.

He used to be just a guest at best, and should be treated politely. But now it is different, he is the son-in-law of the welfare home.

The hardworking son-in-law pouted and glanced at his wife who was surrounded by many people and showed concern for her.

"How is it, how does Shen Gu treat you after getting married?"

Hearing the faint sound of her mother's family asking about her daughter from the front, Mr. Shen, who opened the trunk, sighed and worked tirelessly to carry the fruits into the house.

The welfare home staff who turned around and glanced saw that the fallen Chen Yanming was moving fruits, and quickly called a few strong people to come over to help.

The dean here took Qing Yuer's hand and patted it.

"Tell me if he's good to you."

The girl's family members are worried that their daughter will be bullied if she marries into another family.

In addition, Qing Yuer is blind and cannot run away like ordinary people when being bullied. Where can she run?

How could Qing Yuer not understand that the director's mother was worried about her? Perhaps she was thinking of something happy, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

She took the director's mother's hand, which was rough from fatigue, and her tone was calm with an undeniable happiness and satisfaction.

"He treats me very well, is very tolerant and cares for me. I haven't suffered any injustice since I met him."

There was a gentle breeze, the autumn weather was neither too cold nor too hot, and the road leading to the hospital was lined with thick fallen leaves on both sides.

Thanks to Chen Yanming, the welfare home was able to be rebuilt at great expense a year ago.

Chen Yanming provides targeted funding to the Little Sun Welfare Home in his personal capacity every year.

With money as a guarantee, the children in the welfare home eat well, dress well, and their thin, malnourished faces have now become much fatter.

“Sister Qing, I am doing very well in school now. The dean’s mother encouraged me to study hard and go to college to repay Uncle Shen in the future.”

Qing Yuer touched the child's head, with tenderness glittering in her eyes.

She wanted to say that it’s most important not to feel burdened, to study hard, and to live a good life.

Before he could open his mouth, Shen Yanming, who was busy looking for his wife, went up to the corridor on the second floor.

Well, without him noticing, his lovely and beautiful wife was surrounded by a crowd of people.

Unable to bear the sight, the man who did not delay entering the room squeezed into the center of the crowd out of jealousy.

As soon as he approached his wife, he heard the little carrot head's childish voice and immediately became furious.

Thank you for coming. He really doesn't like you.

Calling his wife sister and uncle, what a tactless brat.

Chen Yanming, who was smiling but not smiling, was now heartbroken by the childish words.

He came forward and even deliberately took his wife's hand in front of the children without any hesitation.

When the children looked at him with sparkling eyes, he held the little hands and shook them proudly.

I am really petty every day, especially today.

Although Qing Yuer couldn't see, it didn't stop her from being shy because there were so many children in the room.

Her ears flushed as she snatched her hand back. The man didn't care and cleared his throat pretending to be frank.

Facing the curious eyes of the little kid in front of him, he pretended to be serious and put down his hand to explain.

"Little boy, sister is brother's wife!" So you should call him brother, thank you!

As soon as he opened his mouth to declare his sovereignty, a group of children started to object.

In their eyes, Sister Qing Yuer is pretty, gentle and kind. There is no one in the world more beautiful and kind than Sister Qing.

She is recognized as a gentle sister by everyone in the Little Sun Welfare Home, and although Uncle Shen looks okay, he looks quite old.

My sister is beautiful and young, and she is my sister.

Just like Uncle Shen is Uncle Shen, the TV clearly teaches that Uncle Shen should be politely called uncle at his age.

They are very polite. Uncle Shen is so weird. They don’t call him brother.

After having lunch at the welfare home, Qing Yuer played with the children in the game room.

The man feels upset, but he can only hold it in and dare not express it, for fear that his wife will think he is narrow-minded and intolerant, especially children.

His wife was a hottie, and surrounded by a circle of children, the sulking Chen Yanming refused to enter the house. What would he do if he went in? He was not welcome.

He leaned against the door stubbornly, his eyes fixed on his wife who was coaxing him with a soft voice. His wife was so gentle, but it was a pity that she was not gentle to him.

I felt so sad inside, but I pretended to be stubborn and didn't say anything.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, after saying goodbye to everyone in the welfare home, we started the car and set off. The car was very quiet.

Qing Yuer, who had long understood men's temperament, knew that the man next to her was probably very sour at this moment and was waiting for her to coax him.

Even without seeing Qing Yuer, she could imagine that he was pretending not to care, but he couldn't hide it. He wished she knew his grievances and went to comfort him quickly.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you talking? Are you feeling unwell?"

His fingers tapped the steering wheel, tapping, tapping, faster and faster, and he kept his eyes straight ahead, trying not to look to the side.

The husband, who was counting the time waiting for his wife to notice that he was in a bad mood, had very good hearing. As soon as his wife started talking, he stopped tapping his fingers.

Chen Yanming spotted the parking space marked by the white lines on the roadside, turned on his lane change signal, looked in the rearview mirror, turned the steering wheel, and slowly parked the car on the side of the road before turning off the engine.

The whole process was done in one go, and he was so skillful and efficient as if it had been planned in advance, and he was just waiting for his wife to speak.

“They are important, and I am important.”

"If I fall into the river with them, who will you save first?"

A series of death questions made Qing Yuer, who was holding on to the seat belt in front of her, blink her trembling eyelashes, feeling extremely helpless.

She wanted to ask the crazy man if he had forgotten that she was blind.

If a blind man falls into the river, not only will he not be able to save others, he will probably drown himself.