Returning to the Seventies as a Young Master from Hong Kong, Leading the Whole Family to Riches

[No CP] Ye Lin arrived in Hong Kong in 1978. Fortunately, he transmigrated into the body of the sole son of a wealthy Hong Kong businessman, sharing the same name. Unfortunately, Ye Lin cannot spen...

Chapter 166 Car Door

Chapter 166 Car Door

"Hurry up, you're so slow!"

"I told you I'd be back yesterday, but you refused to do it. You were so lazy about giving birth!"

Ye Sihua sat on the back seat of the bicycle and started cursing at Yang Guang who was riding in front of her.

She cursed, and when she lifted her fat body, the bicycle shook.

Ye Sihua, who was already in a bad mood, became even angrier when the bicycle shook her. She jumped off the bicycle and wanted to walk by herself.

"Stop! You're almost shaking out the leftover rice. What the hell are you riding? I might as well walk on my own."

Yang Guang got a headache seeing her like this. Ye Sihua had her own twisted logic and wouldn't listen to anyone.

"Wife, what are you doing? Why would you go back so early as a married girl? Isn't it just right for us to go back today after the funeral?"

With just one word, Yang Guang accidentally ignited Ye Sihua's powder keg.

Ye Sihua is like a cat with its tail stepped on

With his neck stiffened, he pointed at Yang Guang's nose and cursed

"Why, if I marry into your Yang family, I'll become like Monkey King, without a father, a mother, or a home! Can't I come back earlier to take care of my second brother's funeral?"

"Tell me yourself, what's more important to your family than my brother's burial? You couldn't have come a day earlier. Is it your sister who died or your mother who died?"

"Ye Sihua, please restrain yourself! You're cursing your mother-in-law to death. Is this how a daughter-in-law should act?"

Normally, Yang Guang could tolerate whatever Ye Sihua said, except for what she said about his mother.

When Old Lady Yang is mentioned, even the coward Yang Guang can turn into an egg-blasting laser.

Today is the day of his second brother's burial. After Ye Sihua finished cursing, she felt relieved.

I don’t want to argue with him, the important thing is to go home quickly.

They left home at three in the morning and are now halfway there. They estimate they will be home around five.

"I don't want to bother you. Just hurry up and ride. You have to be home by five o'clock."

Ye Sihua sat on the back seat again and urged Yang Guang to ride faster.

She is not stupid. If she walks back to Xiahe Village today, it will be at least seven o'clock at the earliest, and the daylilies will be cold by then.

With Yang Guang as her free driver, it would be a waste not to use him. It wouldn't be too late to deal with this coward when she gets to Xiahe Village.

Yang Guang didn't expect that this fierce woman would be so easy to talk to today. Could it be that Ye Sihua was frightened by his rise just now?

The two of them rode unsteadily for more than twenty minutes, and suddenly a car turned out on the dark road ahead.

The incandescent lights lit up the street like daylight.

Ye Sihua was pricked by it and couldn't open her eyes. She cursed in disgust.

"It's just a lightbulb in someone's crappy car. It can't even shine! It's blinding me."

"Fourth Madam, it's really you. The young master asked me to pick you up. Hurry up and get in the car."

Ah Hui greeted Ye Sihua and his wife with surprise. He had just driven out of the Wen family not long ago when he ran into the Fourth Madam. What good luck!

When Ye Sihua saw clearly that the person talking to her was her nephew's bodyguard, her mood suddenly turned from gloomy to bright, and the glaring light became soft in her eyes.

"Oh, it's Xiaohui. I was wondering whose car is so beautiful. I'm in such a difficult situation. You were so busy with the funeral and still remembered to pick me up. Unlike some people who would sleep in without even seeing me off."

Ye Sihua happily opened the car door and got in without even looking at Yang Guang. She didn't need the bicycle now, so it was up to him to go or not.

"Hello, great aunt."

"Oh, Xiao Hai is here too. He looks thinner than before. How did you raise your child?"

Wen Qianjin and Wen Hai were also in the car. Ah Hui picked them up first, and then took a detour to pick up Ye Sihua.

Wen Qianjin felt that he seemed to have a conflict with the Ye family. He would get angry with anyone with the surname Ye.

How did Xiaohai lose weight?

He was raised in the Ye family and became overweight, okay?

"Fourth Aunt, Xiao Hai was overweight before, and eating too much can hurt children. He is now a normal weight."

"Nonsense, children need to be fat to look good. It's not a famine year, don't be reluctant to feed the child."

Wen Qianjin: ...As a father, how could I be reluctant to feed my son? He is really fat.

Ah Hui and Yang Guang stuffed their bicycles into the trunk, and the group turned around and headed towards Xiahe Village.

Many people came to the Ye family today, and Old Man Ye moved his car to the next alley this morning for fear of blocking the road.

After Ah Hui stopped the car, he could clearly hear the sound of funeral music even across an alley.

Ye Sihua, the only close relative in the car, could no longer control her tears and tried to open the car door with trembling hands.

She had ridden in Ye Lin's Cadillac before, so opening the off-road door was no problem for her.

Ah Hui was also moved by her and his eyes were wet. He had been following the young master around Hong Kong and Italy. He didn't spend much time with the old master, but they had lived under the same roof. His tears couldn't stop flowing.

Sadness is the most heartbreaking, no one can teach me.

"My second brother, why did you leave like this? Why didn't you make it back? My brother!"

"My dear master, how could you be gone when you were only in your early fifties? My poor young master!"

Ah Hui and Ye Sihua cried and shouted together, supporting each other as they walked back to the Ye family's house. On the way, when they met relatives and friends who came to attend the funeral, no matter whether they knew them or not, the two of them would hug them and cry bitterly.

There was no sign that this was Ah Hui's first time attending a rural funeral.

Perfectly blending into the mourning crowd.

Yang Guang, who was still sitting in the passenger seat, banged on the car window several times.

Yelling at them through the glass

"No, don't go! How do you open the car door?"

Wen Qianjin and Wen Hai just went down through Ye Sihua's door and didn't notice him.

It was Ah Hui who opened the car door for Yang Guang to get in, but it was so pitch dark that he couldn't see clearly.

Sitting inside the car, the door looks even more advanced and is completely different from the large trucks of Yangguang Cement Factory.

Looking at the bumps on the door

He couldn't open the door no matter how hard he tried!

"Ye Sihua, come back! How do you open this door?!"