Ye Qiu and Xiaomai were at home, it wasn't lunchtime yet, when they saw Ye Weidong and his wife, along with Ye Xue, had returned again.
Ye Qiu was puzzled and asked, "Dad, Mom, why did you come back so early today?"
"We cleared things up at the restaurant, so we naturally came back."
Although Ye Weidong used to care a lot about face, after Ye Qiu's reminder, he became much more low-key. After all, in Ye Weidong's view, his son had given him everything, there was no need for such boasting. Clearly, the residents of the old textile factory community envied him greatly when they saw him.
Ye Weidong knew that the reason he had what he did today was thanks to his son, Ye Qiu.
"Ye Qiu, come over here, let me tell you about the situation back home."
One could say that Ye Qiu's predecessor didn't understand the home situation at all, and he understood even less.
As for Ye Xue, she seemed to know a bit, but she had only gone back a few times.
