"At last, we have arrived at the station," Madam Rong said as she saw the train come to a halt; her smile never faded. "This is much less suffering than last time."
Rong Wenming chuckled, "I wasn't well last time; this time coming back is different."
Who could have imagined a person on the brink of death... could still be as lively as a dragon?
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go! We must hurry off the train and head home," Madam Rong urged.
Having spent over half a year at Qin Family's Team, the house must have accumulated quite a bit of dust; they had to rush back and clean up.
Otherwise, there won't be enough space for the whole family to sleep tonight.
Rong Wenming perceived his wife's urgency, he didn't say much more, and prepared to grab the packages.
"Dad, I can handle it," Qin Ye promptly stepped in.
He was stronger, so it was unnecessary for his father-in-law to exert himself.
