Just as Song Yunfei finished making up the children's berths, Fang Lin came downstairs with her two daughters. She placed the daughters on the back berths and said to them, "Say goodbye to your father."

The child, almost two years old, is starting to understand things; he raised his little hand and said goodbye to his father.

Song Yunfei took his two daughters' hands, said goodbye, kissed them on the forehead, and then casually closed the car door.

After Fang Lin got into the car, Song Yunfei said, "Wife, the journey back to our hometown is long. Don't rush. If you get tired, stay in a hotel for the night. It'll only delay our arrival home by a couple of days."

Fang Lin smiled and said, "When did my husband become so fussy? Don't worry, I'm not a child anymore. I'm leaving now."

After Fang Lin finished speaking, she rolled up the car window, started the car, and drove out of the residential area.

Fang Lin drove to Xiao Yu's place and parked. She put her luggage in the trunk of the car, then got in and sat in the passenger seat. Fang Lin started the car and drove off.

It was a bit cold in the car when we started driving, but the warm air from the air conditioner blew into the car, and it warmed up quickly.

Xiaoyu asked, "What do you do for a living? This car is really beautiful."

Fang Lin didn't hide anything from Xiao Yu and told her about her job. She said, "This car is a company-provided car for me. The wholesale price is 200,000 yuan. If you buy it on the market, it would cost more than 200,000 yuan."

In this day and age, a car costing over 200,000 yuan is considered a luxury car, and Xiaoyu was inevitably shocked after hearing this.

Xiaoyu has lived in this city for over a year and has some understanding of Yusheng Company. It is now a large company. After being shocked, she felt most admiration for her fellow villager. He has such a good job at such a young age, something she herself could never achieve in her entire life.

In those days, the navigation systems in cars were extremely unreliable, almost like having no navigation at all. You had to get out of the car and ask for directions every few miles.

Asking for directions while driving along the main road isn't too difficult. Sometimes you can drive for hours without getting off the road, and there are signs along the way, so you can figure out how to drive by looking at the signs.

When they got hungry, they would go to a restaurant for a meal, and after eating, they would continue driving, day and night, with one person driving and the other sleeping.

The two children would sleep when they felt sleepy, and play in the car when they woke up. They didn't make a fuss while the car was moving.

A few days later, we entered Sichuan province. The temperature in my hometown was not as cold as in the north.

They drove to a county town that evening, took the children to a restaurant for dinner, and then filled up the car with gas. Fang Lin asked, "Sister Xiaoyu, we haven't had a good night's sleep in days. We're not far from home now. If we're tired, let's rest at a hotel for the night and go home tomorrow."

Xiaoyu said, "I'm not tired. Today is the 22nd. I want to get home on the morning of the 23rd. Let's go back tonight, and we can get home by dawn tomorrow."

When I get tired from driving alone, I can lie down in the back and take a nap without feeling particularly tired. This simple sleeper berth is really convenient while driving.

Xiaoyu's home is dozens of kilometers farther than Fanglin's, but we still had to take her home.

Around 7:00 a.m., Xiaoyu parked her car in front of her house, got out, and took her luggage out of the trunk. She said, "I'm home. Come inside and sit for a while."

Fang Lin said, "Thank you, I'll stop now, goodbye."

Xiao Yu said goodbye at the foot of the car, and Fang Lin started the car and drove down the mountain.

Before 9:00 AM, drive back to your own doorstep.

Fang Lin's home has changed drastically. The old bungalow is gone, and now there is a three-story building. If she hadn't brought money home to build a house, the family would probably still be living in the old bungalow.

When her stepmother heard the sound of a car engine, she came out of the house. It was Fang Lin's first time driving home, and she smiled and said, "Oh, it's my daughter back. Let me open the door for you."

The stepmother now treats Fang Lin even more affectionately than her own daughter.

She had no reason not to be close to Fang Lin. Fang Lin had brought a lot of money home over the years. If Fang Lin hadn't brought money home, would she have been able to live in such a beautiful house?

As long as her stepmother is good to her father, Fang Lin doesn't need to hold a grudge against her for life. After all, this is her own family home, and she can't treat her like an enemy every day. For the sake of her father, sister, and brother, she should forgive her.

Fang Lin has changed how she addresses her stepmother. When she came back last time, she stopped calling her "Auntie" and started calling her "Mom" like her younger siblings, which shows her magnanimity.

The stepmother quickly opened the gate, and Fang Lin drove the car into the yard and parked it.

Fang Lin got out of the car, opened the back door, and carried her two daughters out. She said to them, "Quickly call her Grandma."

Children this age can be addressed however their mother tells them to, and both children greeted her in unison, "Hello, Grandma?"

The stepmother smiled and picked up the two children from the ground, saying with a smile, "Great, your grandfather and I have a granddaughter now."

Fang Lin carried the blankets from the car into the house and casually removed the temporary sleeping berths from the car, restoring it to its original state.

These things can't be thrown away; they'll still be useful when she returns next year. She put them in an unoccupied room on the first floor.

The stepmother asked, "Daughter, did you buy this car?"

Fang Lin said, "I couldn't afford such a beautiful car; it's a company car provided for me."

After hearing this, the stepmother praised my daughter, saying she was really capable, and then carried her two granddaughters and daughter into the house.

After sitting down inside, Fang Lin asked, "Mom, did Dad take my younger siblings up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots again?"

This is the season for digging winter bamboo shoots. She knew her father was a man who was always busy, which is why she asked that question.

The stepmother said, "These past few days, I haven't had time to dig bamboo shoots. Your younger brother got into university this year and is on the train home now. He'll be back tomorrow afternoon. Your younger sister is getting married at twenty-six, and your father took her to the city to buy her dowry today."

Now that her younger siblings have grown up, Fang Lin was overjoyed to hear that her brother had also been admitted to university this year. She also hopes that her brother will be successful.

My younger sister has no hope of going to university in her life; she is destined to get married and have children in our hometown, and spend her life working as a laborer and a farmer.

My younger sister, Fang Hui, is twenty-one years old this year. In this day and age, twenty-one is indeed the age for a girl to get married.

Fang Lin has always had a good relationship with her younger siblings. Her past resentment towards her stepmother hasn't transferred to her younger siblings. She said, "Mom, why didn't you and Dad call to tell me beforehand about such a big event as my sister's wedding?"

The stepmother said through tears, "Daughter, although you say you forgive your mother, I can't forgive myself. I have no face to call you. I did some terrible things for you back then. You should hate me."

Fang Lin said, "Mom, do you know why I haven't hated you all these years? It's because you've been so good to my dad, and you've given our Fang family a wonderful son and daughter. As long as you're good to my dad, I'll accept you as my mother."

Fang Lin spoke from the bottom of her heart. Her biological mother had passed away many years ago, and she could only place the hopes of this family on her stepmother. Otherwise, who else could she rely on?

Suddenly, the stepmother raised her hand and slapped herself repeatedly across the face, crying, "Why was I so ignorant back then?"