Fortunately, my brother and Fang Qiao didnât talk about my return in the main hall.
A meal with my father present, if it doesnât last two hours, he wouldnât be Ye Weijun. At least half of the familyâs alcohol jar goes down with seven or eight people.
These people are really something. Just coming to discuss a marriage, yet so many people showed up, all of them men. Not a single woman from the brideâs side came. This isnât a meeting; itâs just an excuse to freeload.
The meal dragged on until past three, everyone left drunk and out of sorts. They couldnât even walk steadily. Ye Rong had to accompany Fang Qiao to send them off.
As soon as the guests left, Qiu Hualan didnât dare go to the main hall. Her legs were trembling.
No doubt, as soon as she steps into the living room, Ye Weijun will surely start smashing bottles on her.
"Lan Hua, Lan Hua, come over and clean up the room."
Upon hearing the voice, Qiu Hualan turned pale, holding a cloth, looked numbly at the ground, and walked tremblingly towards the main hall.
Seeing mom like this made Ye Qing furious. Not even a hint of resistance.
Ye Qing was anxious nearby, but she didnât dare step in. Growing up, her father was always either hitting or scolding her. She feared him from the depths of her heart.
She had many tricks up her sleeve but didnât dare use them on her father. Deep down, she was terrified of Ye Weijun.
Within two minutes, the sound of clattering came from the main hall. The sound of dishes breaking on the floor mixed with momâs screaming. Dadâs cursing.
It didnât last long. The sound of dishes stopped. The main hall was a mess of broken pieces. Empty.
Ye Qing was used to it by now. At this point, dad would definitely take mom to the inner room to torment her.
For years, dad despised that mom wasnât a virgin when she married him. Whenever he got angry, he would torment mom in that regard.
Listening to dadâs heavy breathing from the room, Ye Qing felt nauseated, almost wanting to throw up. She held back, cleaned up the main hall, and went straight to her room.
In this house, besides mom whom she cared for, thereâs nothing worth holding onto.
This time, if she takes mom away, she hopes mom will never come back.
She herself wonât come back either.
Now that her brother has another half, let them deal with it themselves.
When Ye Weijun gets old, bedridden without anyone to care for him, sheâll bring mom back.
By then, who knows if Ye Weijun will still have the ability to beat them both.
As it grew nearly dark, Ye Rong returned. Seeing the silent state of the house, the broken pieces of a few shattered bowls on the rubbish heap in the yard, he understood. Like Ye Qing, he silently returned to his room.
When Qiu Hualan came out again, her face was bruised, her hair a mess like a birdâs nest.
Ye Qing silently helped Qiu Hualan to boil a pot of water for bathing.
"Mom, wash up."
"Ah Qing, this time you must convince your dad. Iâll go with you to S City. Once your brotherâs married, Iâll leave. Mom doesnât want to be beaten by your dad at home every day."
"Okay."
Ye Qing uttered a word as she walked out.
With mom, Lin Wan can thrive and prosper; she too can live the life she wants with mom.
If she doesnât outdo Lin Wan in this life, how can she be content?
After tormenting Qiu Hualan, Ye Weijun slept until dawn the next day.
Seeing his daughter in the room in the morning, he was suddenly surprised, "Why did you come back? Instead of staying at school, youâre running around aimlessly. If something goes wrong at school, see if I donât beat you to death."
"Dad, canât you say something nice? Didnât I come back during the New Year? I have no classes these days, so I came back to see you and mom."
When Ye Qing mentioned the New Year, Ye Weijun paused and reached out to ask Ye Qing for money, "Werenât you working during the New Year? How much did you earn? Hand it over. Your brotherâs getting married, and we need a lot of money."
Next to her, Ye Rong, who was gulping down food, also nodded, "Yes, little sister, brother doesnât have money to organize the wedding banquet."
"I didnât earn much. I worked for ten days, and they only gave me ten bucks. From the New Year until now, the family hasnât sent me a penny. For a month or two now, Iâve been surviving alone on dry buns with hot water. Knowing the family doesnât have money, I didnât dare ask for it from you. I donât have any money on me either."
"Just ten bucks? Damn it. Coming back for the New Year would have been better. You never save trouble, only spend your old manâs money. Coming back once is expensive, where did you get the money for the ticket?"
"I borrowed from a classmate. I really had no money left. I called back but didnât see you send money, so I came back to get some."