"All right."
Su Xinyi glanced at Su Qingwen on Ye Beiping's back and could only nod.
Worried that Ye Beiping might get tired, she quickened her pace considerably. The sooner she got back to her room, the sooner Ye Beiping could take her father home.
It was four or five minutes later when Su Xinwan came out again.
At this moment, beads of sweat appeared on Ye Beiping's forehead.
I wasn't particularly tired, but the weather was hot, and carrying someone on my back meant I was bound to sweat.
"Brother-in-law, let's go." Su Xinwan stepped forward to help Ye Beiping steady Su Qingwen.
Ye Beiping didn't say anything, he just nodded.
On the way back to the Wen'er New Village residential area, Su Qingwen, who was on his back, muttered to himself for some reason, "Xinyi, you've suffered all these years."
"Xinyi, come back if you're unhappy."
"This will always be your home."
...
Ye Beiping found the rambling conversation somewhat amusing.
Su Xinwan, standing next to Ye Beiping, felt a little embarrassed. Although she was young, her father always said these things, especially on Ye Beiping's back. She couldn't very well pretend that he was deaf.
"Dad, stop talking."
Su Xinwan didn't know if her father was conscious, so she could only whisper a reminder.
I hope I can hear it.
Ye Beiping was a little out of breath after the twenty-odd-minute journey.
It's certain that people who drink a lot weigh more than average.
Even Ye Beiping, a young man from the countryside, felt exhausted. The journey that usually takes only ten minutes took him more than twenty minutes. How could he not be tired?
When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Ye Beiping, panting heavily, said, "Xinwan, go upstairs and open the door, I'll be right there..."
"Brother-in-law... are you alright?"
Seeing Ye Beiping panting heavily, Su Xinwan felt a little worried.
If they can't hold on while going upstairs, they'll both tumble down.
"No...it's nothing." Ye Beiping shook his head slightly.
Now, even making one more movement is extremely difficult for him.
Seeing this, Su Xinwan could only nod and jog upstairs to open her own door.
As soon as the door opened, I heard Min Yuehua's furious voice: "You're back so late? You think you're all grown up now and can fly away?"
When she saw who had entered, she became even angrier.
"Su Xinwan, how old are you? You've already learned not to come home. Are you trying to be like your good-for-nothing sister?"
Min Yuehua was furious after not hearing any news from Su Xinyi for two days.
She had no idea what her own daughter would do. Ms. Min Yuehua, who held a high position in the family, had been seething with anger for two days, feeling deeply offended.
She ran away from home in a fit of anger, and now neither the elderly nor the young come back. Not to mention her son, who hasn't been home at night for the past two days, and when he does come back, he's drunk as a dung beetle.
When asked a couple of questions, they would say they were doing business or socializing.
This left Min Yuehua with nowhere to vent her anger.
I originally wanted to find fault with my husband and youngest daughter, but I couldn't find them anywhere.
Su Qingwen drank too much last night. She muttered to herself for two hours, like she was chanting a sutra, but it didn't affect Su Qingwen who was fast asleep at all.
Today, after finally catching Su Xinwan, Min Yuehua was stunned when she saw Ye Beiping panting behind her.
"What... how did you get into our house?"
Ye Beiping ignored the tigress; his father-in-law on his back was so heavy he couldn't speak.
"Su Qingwen?" Upon seeing the person on her back, Min Yuehua exclaimed in surprise and immediately questioned, "What did you do to him? How did he end up like this?"
After Ye Beiping laboriously placed the person gently on the sofa, he was panting heavily, his hands supporting his knees.
Afraid that her mother might misunderstand, Su Xinwan hurriedly explained, "Dad and I went to see my sister today, and Dad drank too much."
"Did you drink too much?"
With a sense of doubt, Min Yuehua stepped forward to take a look.
He reeked of alcohol and his face was flushed; he was clearly drunk.
After so many years of marriage, Min Yuehua knew that Su Qingwen had only drunk alcohol a handful of times. The only time he got drunk was probably twenty years ago.
She wanted to get angry, but it seemed to have no effect on Su Qingwen in his current state.
Min Yuehua glanced at Ye Beiping, who was panting, and immediately found a target to attack: "You said you still want to be with our Xinyi, but you're panting like this even carrying someone, and you're a country worker. What use are you?"
I had heard about Ye Beiping's deeds before; he wasn't exactly an honest man in Pingba Village.
Seeing Ye Beiping like this now, Min Yuehua looks down on him even more.
They completely forgot that the money their son used to do business was stolen from Su Xinyi or Ye Beiping.
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