Yu Xiangnian and Yu Xiangyang, one helped Sun Yichuang up, and the other went to help Qiu Yang.

Yu Jiashun stepped forward and grabbed Qiu Dahui, while Zhao Ruozhu grabbed Yang Jie.

When Yu Jiashun and others arrived, Qiu Dahui became even more embarrassed.

He swung his arms vigorously, trying to shake Yu Jiashun off, "Let me beat this unfilial son to death!"

Yu Jiashun held onto Qiu Dahui tightly, unable to offer any words of persuasion. He could only curse, "What the hell are you doing? You came all the way here to hit someone?!"

Zhao Ruozhu said, "Old Qiu, calm down first. Beating and scolding is not the solution."

With the help of Yu Xiangyang, Qiu Yang slowly stood up.

Everyone only then saw Qiu Yang's appearance at this moment. His face was beaten like a pig's head, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and there was some blood on his clothes. He looked painful.

Qiu Yang was a child they had watched grow up, and they treated him like a half-son. Yu Jiashun said distressedly, "You old Qiu! If you want to hit him, just hit him. Why are you hitting him so hard?!"

"Help him to the sofa first." Yu Xiangnian asked Cheng Jingmo and Yu Xiangyang to help Qiu Yang to the sofa.

Qiu Yang was in so much pain that he couldn't move his feet and was almost carried to the sofa by the two men.

Yu Xiangnian unbuttoned a few buttons of Qiu Yang's shirt and gently pressed his abdomen a few times. Qiu Yang gasped in pain.

When he opened his mouth, Yu Xiangnian saw that his mouth was full of blood and his teeth were bright red.

Yu Xiangnian looked at Qiu Yang's miserable state and burst into tears.

She said to Qiu Dahui and Yang Jie, "Uncle and aunt, Qiu Yang might have injured his internal organs. He needs to be sent to the hospital for examination."

Yang Jie's tears flowed, "Hurry, hurry, hurry and send him to the hospital."

Then she rolled her eyes at Qiu Dahui and said reproachfully, "Why are you..." She didn't finish her words.

Qiu Dahui: “…”

Qiu Dahui really wanted to beat his son to death just now, but now seeing his son like this, he felt heartbroken.

Yu Xiangnian said to Cheng Jingmo and Yu Xiangyang, "Carry him down, be careful not to hurt him."

Yu Xiangyang and Cheng Jingmo carried Qiu Yang out of the house. Yu Xiangnian said to Qiu Dahui and the others, "Uncle and aunt, don't worry. We'll go to the hospital to take care of him."

Qiu Dahui said stubbornly: "Who would worry about him?! I wish he was dead!"

Yu Xiangnian glanced at Sun Yichuang, and Sun Yichuang followed him out. Only four elderly people and Wen Qiuning were left at home.

"You're so angry! Look what you did to the child!" Zhao Ruozhu complained to Qiu Dahui, "Sit down and cool off first."

Zhao Ruozhu helped Yang Jie sit on a sofa, while Yu Jiashun and Qiu Dahui sat on another sofa.

Wen Qiuning poured them four glasses of water, then hurried into the bedroom and began to pack up.

"Sun Yichuan just came to our house to look for us, and Old Yu and I just found out about Qiu Yang and Sun Yichuan." Zhao Ruozhu sighed and said, "We don't know how to persuade you."

Yang Jie covered her face and sobbed, "The Qiu family has been a single-line family for three generations, and the family is counting on Qiu Yang to continue the Qiu family..."

Zhao Ruozhu half hugged her and said, "We all know. We understand you."

Yang Jie cried, "Now most of Beijing knows about this. Even we in South City have heard about it. What will Qiu Yang do in the future?"

Zhao Ruozhu said, "If it really doesn't work, take Qiu Yang back to his hometown."

Yang Jie cried even more sadly.

Tonight, they asked Qiu Yang to break up with Sun Yichuang and go back to South City with them to find a woman to marry, but Qiu Yang refused to agree.

The atmosphere in the living room was depressing.

Qiu Dahui was furious and Yang Jie was crying loudly. Yu Jiashun and Zhao Ruozhu really didn't know how to persuade them.

They couldn't accept this for a while, let alone their parents.

In the bedroom, Wen Qiuning was tidying quietly.

There was a smashed photo frame and a torn photo on the ground. It could be seen that it was a photo of Qiu Yang and Sun Yichuang, taken abroad, and both of them were smiling happily.

Wen Qiuning also felt sympathy for them in his heart. If they didn't come back, they wouldn't have to face the judgment of everyone.

After she finished cleaning the two bedrooms, she went on to clean the living room, and she was very quiet the whole time.

At the hospital, Qiu Yang underwent examination and needed to be hospitalized for treatment.

Qiu Dahui really beat Qiu Yang to death. Qiu Yang's eardrum was broken and his spleen was bleeding, not to mention the external injuries on his body and face.

It was already past one in the morning when Qiu Yang was settled down.

Sun Yichuang said he was taking care of Qiu Yang in the hospital and asked everyone to go back first.

"Also, please ask uncle and aunt to help persuade them." Sun Yichuan said, "Qiu Yang and I can leave here, but we will not separate."

Yu Xiangyang asked Sun Yichuan, "How can I persuade my parents about this?"

Sun Yichuan said: "We returned to China hoping to contribute to society and provide for our parents until their death, but this society has no room for us, and there is nothing we can do. The only thing we feel sorry for is our parents. All we can do is send money back and hire two servants to take care of them."

Yu Xiangyang asked: "Why don't you think about breaking up and finding a woman each to live a normal life?"

Sun Yichuan smiled bitterly, "You don't understand."

Yu Xiangyang: “···” He really doesn’t understand!

Yu Xiangnian said, "Stay at home and take care of Qiu Yang. Don't show up in front of Uncle Qiu and the others for now. Let's go home and try to persuade them first."

"Thank you."

Yu Xiangyang, Cheng Jingmo and Yu Xiangnian left the hospital again.

At home, four old people sat on the sofa, neither talking nor dozing off, just sitting there quietly.

Yang Jie's eyes were red and swollen from crying. She leaned against the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Qiu Dahui sat upright with his arms folded across his chest, still looking furious.

Yu Jiashun and Zhao Ruozhu looked at each other from time to time, exchanged glances, and asked each other to say something, but neither of them knew what to say.

Wen Qiuning sat on a chair in the corner, reading a book.

The living room was quiet with only the sound of turning pages.

The sound of the key opening the door was particularly abrupt in this quiet atmosphere, and everyone's eyes were on the door.

The first person to come in was Yu Xiangyang, holding the key in his hand, followed by Yu Xiangnian and Cheng Jingmo.

Not seeing Qiu Yang coming back, Qiu Dahui and Yang Jie both wanted to know what had happened to Qiu Yang, but Qiu Dahui couldn't bring himself to do it, so he watched the door close.

Yu Xiangnian pulled a chair and sat in front of them. "Uncle and aunt, Qiu Yang has a ruptured eardrum and spleen bleeding, and is in the hospital."

Yang Jie finally stopped crying, but started crying again.

Qiu Dahui felt distressed and angry. His eyes fell on Yu Xiangyang who was standing beside him, and he became even more furious!

"You're such a good jerk, Yu Lao San!" He pointed at Yu Xiangyang and said, "Last time we came to Beijing to introduce Qiu Yang to a date, you kept telling us not to force Qiu Yang, saying he wouldn't be happy even if he got married! Turns out you were just covering for Qiu Yang!"

Yu Xiangyang's pupils were shaking with fear, "..."

"And you!" Qiu Dahui pointed at Yu Xiangnian again. "Last time you came to our house, you told us to enjoy life and give Qiu Yang freedom! Is this what you call freedom?!"

Yu Xiangnian: “...” She shrank back, afraid of being beaten.

"There's such a thing?!" Yu Jiashun sat up straight, "Old Qiu, beat Yu Xiangyang to death!"