When Li Ye returned home, Grandma was tearing into Grandpa.
"Who knows where that dog-fucked bastard sprang from, swaggering into our home like some hooligan. I'm only too old now—back in the day, I'd have gouged out both his eyeballs!"
Grandpa retorted gloomily, "Wasn't he one of your relatives? How's that my fault?"
Grandma immediately raised her voice. "You're trying to pin this on me? You bring just anybody into the house. At your age, can't you still tell good from bad? Is this your house? This is Xiao Ye's home. Aren't you ashamed?"
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Li Ye hurried from the car toward the inner courtyard. The old couple had finally reunited after living apart for over a year—how could they start fighting the moment they met?
This time, Qingshui River Food Company was building a production base in the capital. One reason was to diversify and avoid being locked into Qingshui County alone; another was that Li Ye wanted to bring Grandpa and Grandma closer together. It was no solution for the old couple to spend years without seeing each other.
Once the production base was finished, Li Ye also planned to move the company headquarters to the capital. Qingshui County was still too small, and if they wanted to become an industry-leading enterprise, there were still shortcomings in many areas.
But Grandpa had only just arrived. Why couldn't Grandma be a little gentler?
If a man couldn't feel any tenderness, he would pick up his legs and run, spending the whole year outside. Don't expect him to be fond of home then.
But Wen Leyu ran even faster than Li Ye. She darted in, hooked her arm through Grandma's, and said, "Grandma, don't say this is Li Ye's home or my home. This is your home. We're family, so