When Qian Wen returned home, Su Daqiang was already back.
Now the living room is filled with Su Daqiang's voice.
"Mingzhe, Mingyu said you should wear pure cotton underwear."
"Mingzhe, do you think these pants look good on me?"
"Mingzhe, don't I look a little too young wearing this?"
Qian Wen passed by the living room without attracting Su Daqiang's attention.
"Mingcheng, you're back." Su Mingzhe greeted him when he saw him.
"Well, brother, get ready to eat." Qian Wen raised the dinner in his hand.
"I just got off my jet lag, and Lili got me some food. If you're not hungry, you and dad can eat first." Su Mingzhe stood next to Su Daqiang, holding up his clothes and said.
Before Qian Wen could say anything, Su Daqiang continued what Su Mingzhe said, "Mingyu and I ate outside, you can eat it yourself."
Qian Wen looked at Su Daqiang, who was looking happy. It seemed that he had benefited a lot from Su Mingyu.
Hand Julie the dinner she bought on the way.
"Husband, Mingyu bought a lot of clothes for dad today." Zhu Li put the dinner on the dining table and shook her head towards the living room, signaling to Su Daqiang who was constantly trying on clothes in front of the floor-length mirror.
"When I saw it, my grin almost reached my face." Qian Wen said with a smile.
Su Daqiang was still trying on clothes in the living room, and Su Mingzhe stood beside Su Daqiang like a waiter.
Su Daqiang was still happy that he had new clothes, and Qian Wen didn't come over.
Zhu Li had already put the dinner on the plate and looked at Qian Wen, "Call the elder brother to eat."
Qian Wen looked at Su Mingzhe, who was surrounded by Su Daqiang, "Let's eat by ourselves, I don't think I have time."
Qian Wen took the tableware for the two of them and invited Lili to eat.
"It's just the two of us who can't eat well," Zhu Li whispered beside Qian Wen.
"It's okay, brother, didn't you just finish eating?" Qian Wen pulled Zhu Li to sit down and gave her a chopstick of food.
After eating, Su Daqiang didn't have time to take care of him. Qian Wen and Su Mingzhe said hello and took Zhu Li back to the room to rest.
Originally, Qian Wen wanted to talk to Lili about the 60,000 yuan, but the soundproofing of this room was too poor. Su Daqiang's voice in the living room sounded like he was in his ears, so he didn't bother to mention it.
The whole night passed amidst Su Daqiang's noisy voice.
The next day, Su Mingyu drove to Qian Wen's house early in the morning.
However, Su Mingyu didn't give much face. Yesterday, her attitude was still indifferent, as if he was not there. Today, there is contempt and a trace of disgust in her eyes.
Looking at Su Mingyu's attitude, Qian Wen knew that the elder-gnawing incident had happened.
"Mingyu, do you want some breakfast?" Zhu Li asked, standing in the kitchen.
Su Mingyu paused for a moment, her emotions not involving Zhu Li, "I can't be my second sister-in-law."
Su Daqiang is still changing clothes in the second bedroom, Su Mingzhe is still in the bathroom, and now Qian Wen, Su Mingyu, and Zhu Li are in the living room, and the atmosphere is a bit solemn.
With doubts in her heart, Zhu Li glanced around between Qian Wen and Su Mingyu. She really couldn't understand the relationship between the two.
Why is Mingyu's attitude towards her husband worse today?
"Mingyu, you're here, let's see how I look like." Su Daqiang walked out of the second bedroom wearing new clothes and said with a happy face.
Qian Wen looked at Su Daqiang's expression and raised his eyebrows. Su Daqiang didn't like Zhao Meilan so much. Today is the day of Su's mother's funeral!
"Dad, put on the black coat I bought for you yesterday." Su Mingyu reminded secretly.
Su Daqiang is now wearing a military black jacket.
"I think it's pretty good. It's comfortable to wear." Su Daqiang didn't realize there was something in Su Mingyu's words and walked around the living room to let everyone admire his new clothes.
When Su's mother was alive, Su Daqiang was too depressed. Now that he has no one to take care of him, he has begun to let himself go.
Qian Wen just looked at it with a smile and said nothing. Su Daqiang's letting go of himself is still in the early stages, and it is not serious. After a while, everyone will suffer from it.
"Dad, why are you wearing this dress?" Su Mingzhe said as he came out of the bathroom.
"What's wrong with this? I think it's pretty good." Su Daqiang saw another person taking care of him, and the smile on his face dropped.
"Today is the day of mom's funeral. It's better for us to wear black." Su Mingzhe walked to Su Daqiang and whispered.
Su Daqiang suddenly realized that he had forgotten this, but after looking at the clothes on his body, he liked it very much and didn't want to change. He didn't move and was about to say, "This..."
"Change it~" Su Mingyu, who knew Su Daqiang well, said calmly.
"Uh~" Su Daqiang choked, looked at Su Mingyu's sharp eyes, shrank his neck and said nothing, and went back to change clothes.
At present, Su Mingyu is the only one who can control Su Daqiang.
Su Mingyu also followed the second bedroom to help Su Daqiang change clothes.
When everyone was ready, everyone in the Su family rushed to the funeral parlor.
Qian Wen drove with his wife Zhu Li.
Su Daqiang and Su Mingzhe both got into Su Mingyu's car.
Su Daqiang had just looked around secretly between his car and Su Mingyu's car, and finally got into the most expensive car without hesitation.
Seeing this scene, Qian Wen laughed in his heart, this Su Daqiang is really interesting.
When we arrived at the funeral home, relatives of the Su family came one after another.
During this period, Su Daqiang did not act like a monster and returned the favor honestly.
Su Mu’s Funeral Hall.
"Ring ring ring~" Su Mingyu's cell phone rang.
However, the phone was pressed by Su Mingyu within a few seconds, but then the phone rang again, and Su Mingyu continued to press it.
Qian Wen saw this scene in his eyes.
Su Mingzhe also noticed it and frowned, but because Su Mingyu didn't answer the phone, he didn't say anything.
After all the relatives returned the gifts, Qian Wen held Su's mother's photo, and Su Mingyu helped Su Daqiang walk to the bus.
Su Mingzhe followed behind with Su's mother's urn in his arms. Zhu Li accompanied her parents and relatives as they walked to the bus.
As soon as they left the funeral parlor, Su Mingyu's cell phone rang again. This time she was not in Su's mother's mourning hall, so Su Mingyu answered the phone.
"Hey...didn't I tell you to change it to next Monday..."
Qian Wen, who was walking in front of them, immediately heard Su Mingyu's call, but he did not look back.
In the play, Su Mingcheng and Su Mingyu seemed to be unhappy because of this phone call.
This time he just wanted to go to the cemetery safely and bury Su's mother, so he ignored it and continued walking forward.
Su Mingzhe, who also heard Su Mingyu answer the phone to talk about work, glanced back, but Su Mingyu had already hung up the phone, so he suppressed his dissatisfaction first.
He believed that everything should be done quietly and solemnly on the way to see Su's mother off.
Su Mingyu's work calls from beginning to end made him feel that the other party did not take today's funeral to heart. As the eldest son of Su, he was dissatisfied with Su Mingyu's constant answering of the phone.
"Family members, please get on the bus one by one..." the staff of the funeral home directed.
People walked to the car one after another. Su Mingzhe, the eldest son, and Qian Wen, the second son, stayed under the car.
Su Mingyu asked Su Daqiang to get in the car first. The cell phone in her pocket kept ringing, which Su Mingyu didn't intend to answer.
But when he saw that the caller on his cell phone was his master, Mr. Meng, he frowned, glanced at the bus that was still loading people, thought for a moment, and walked aside.
She still had to answer the call from her master, Mr. Meng.
Su Mingyu was talking to his master not far away. Qian Wen had no prejudice against Su Mingyu, so he didn't go over to criticize him.
Su Mingzhe looked down at the urn of Mother Su's ashes in his arms, then at Su Mingyu who was answering the work phone, and sighed heavily.
In the past few days since he came back, he noticed the gap between Mingyu and his family.
But he was always outside and didn't know what was going on. This made him helpless and powerless when he wanted to support the Su family.
When Su Mingyu answered the phone, all the family members had already got in the car.
Maybe no one interrupted Su Mingyu's call this time. She kept talking to her master.
"The eldest son, the second son can get in the car now," the staff of the funeral home said.
Qian Wen heard the sound and got into the car with Su's mother's portrait in his arms. He was not going to interrupt Su Mingyu's call. According to Su Mingyu's current prejudice against him, even if he said nice words in the past, he might be criticized by the other party.
Get Qi and blood to rise.
It is the Su family that owes Su Mingyu, not Qian Wen, and he has no obligation to be Su Mingyu's punching bag.
Qian Wen got in the car, and Su Mingzhe followed suit. However, he didn't sit down for long. He looked at Su Mingyu who was still making a work call, put down the urn he had been holding, and got out of the car.
"master……"
Lao Meng kept asking her why she suddenly changed the time. She had some unspeakable secrets and didn't want her master to know these things.
The appointment with Mr. Hong this time was indeed her mistake. She respected her master very much. If the other party refused to hang up the phone, she couldn't hang up on her own initiative. Now there was a stalemate.
"Mingyu! Today is the day to see your mother off, so you can't put your work aside. I know you are rich now, but you still have to distinguish between family and work!" Su Mingzhe said in a serious tone with a hint of reprimand.
Su Mingyu glanced at him and nodded, indicating that she understood, but still did not hang up the phone.
"Master, I really can't go back now, I..."
When Su Mingzhe saw that Su Mingyu hadn't hung up the phone yet, he reached out angrily to grab Su Mingyu's cell phone.
I saw that the conflict between the eldest brother and the younger sister was about to break out.
Just when Su Mingzhe was about to touch the phone, he was stopped by a hand that suddenly appeared.
"Strong, powerful, unable to break free." This is the feeling in Su Mingzhe's hands.
It turned out that Qian Wen saw Su Mingzhe get out of the car in anger, and he was afraid that he would not have a conflict with Su Mingyu, and that Su Mingzhe would act according to the plot in the play.
When he got out of the car and rushed over, he happened to stop the angry Su Mingzhe.
Qian Wen smiled slightly at Su Mingzhe, but did not speak. He did not let go of his hand, but turned to look at Su Mingyu.
Su Mingyu had already seen Qian Wen's arrival, and she also noticed that she had taken a long time to answer the phone.
But she didn't want to bow her head to her second brother, so she held up her cell phone.
In fact, when Su Mingzhe tried to grab her phone just now, Lao Meng on the other side of the phone had already disconnected the call.
However, Su Mingyu still held up the phone and looked at Qian Wen.
Qian Wenxiao didn't care about Su Mingyu's sharp gaze.
"Little sister, from the frequency with which your phone kept ringing just now, I know that you may have something very important to do.
But since you came to attend Mom’s funeral, you obviously want to see her off for the last time, so let’s get busy with the things at hand first, do you think so?”
If you treat Su Mingyu smoothly, she just doesn't want to see you, and she won't behave too much.
After hearing this, Su Mingyu put down the mobile phone beside her ear, remained silent for a brief moment, and looked at Su Mingzhe, "Brother, I'm sorry."
Su Mingyu apologized, looked at Qian Wen again, then paused for a moment and walked to the bus without saying anything, but the look she gave Qian Wen was no longer a sharp look.
"Ah~ Mingcheng, can you let go!" Su Mingzhe cried out in pain.
Qian Wen had just dealt with Su Mingyu and even forgot to hold Su Mingzhe's hand.
His 500-pound strength is no joke. If he didn't check for a moment, Su Mingzhe's hands were already red.
"I'm sorry, brother, I was in a hurry." Qian Wen hurriedly let go.
Su Mingzhe looked at the sober palm print on his right hand, said nothing, rubbed his hands and walked towards the car.
He found that not only Su Mingyu was unfamiliar to him, but Su Mingcheng was also unfamiliar to him.
Could it be that I really stayed abroad for too long?