CHAPTER 1824: CHAPTER 1885: ACCOMPANYING SONG LIANYAO HOME

A week later, Li Yifei was driving, taking Song Lianyao’s parents onto the highway. In the car, Song Lianyao was there too, holding their child in her arms. The little one was sound asleep, having just been fed, exuding a pleasant milky scent.

Today, Li Yifei was driving an RV, which was more comfortable and had a bedroom inside, so there was no worry about getting tired from a long journey. He didn’t hire a driver, opting to drive himself.

After a week of rest, Song Lianyao’s father’s health had significantly recovered, thanks to Jiang Ningxiang helping with True Qi healing. The minor bone fracture was no longer an issue.

Having stayed with the Li family for a week, Song Lianyao’s parents were completely reassured. They saw Li Yifei’s attitude towards their daughter and themselves, convinced that his kindness towards their daughter was genuine, not an act.

Of course, they were already sure about this, but this time they felt even more at ease. Additionally, Li Yifei’s return was not only to accompany the elderly but also to visit Liu Ming’s parents. What Liu Ming did was wrong, but he had already been duly punished; the fault was not with his parents. Li Yifei felt it was proper to visit them once.

This was a matter of attitude, something Li Yifei wouldn’t overlook. Moreover, he had fewer engagements recently and ample free time for such a visit. Lastly, Song Lianyao hadn’t been back for quite some time, so she wanted to stay a few days; see, she even brought the child along, planning to stay longer.

After laying the child on the bed to sleep, Song Lianyao sat beside Li Yifei, while her parents retreated to the bedroom in the back, leaving space for their daughter and son-in-law.

"Why don’t you lie down for a bit and rest?" Li Yifei said with a smile.

Song Lianyao shook her head and said, "Honey, thank you."

"Oh, come on, if you really want to thank me, perform well in the next few days," Li Yifei said in a low voice.

"Ah?" Song Lianyao exclaimed softly, a hint of embarrassment on her face. Confirming that Li Yifei wasn’t joking, she glanced back, found the door closed, and said, "Alright, I’ll do as you say."

"Haha, you said it yourself, and this time no sisters to help you," Li Yifei said with a mischievous grin.

Song Lianyao bit her lip and whispered, "Fine... fine, the same goes for later then."

"Hmm, with two mouths, that’s like having the combat power of one and a half people. It should be fine," Li Yifei said earnestly.

"You’re terrible! Bad husband," Song Lianyao blushed furiously, her cheeks glowing.

In the room, the elderly couple watched the child, smiling, feeling that their daughter finding such a good partner was truly worthwhile.

The vehicle arrived at Song Lianyao’s parents’ house, where they were already expected by a large group of family. Since her parents had informed them in advance, relatives, from the elderly to the children, were all waiting outside by the car to greet them.

Li Yifei felt a bit embarrassed, for he was never one to put on airs, especially not with his own people, and he wouldn’t go out of his way to pretend otherwise.

After the greetings, Li Yifei was ushered into the house, with curious neighbors looking on. Some knew the Song family had an extraordinary son-in-law, and sure enough, his return in such a fine vehicle confirmed it.

Seeing Li Yifei’s demeanor, some of Song’s relatives felt reassured, particularly Liu Ming’s parents. The two elderly were hesitating whether to come, fearing that if they did, Li Yifei might give them the cold shoulder or harsh words, which would have been unbearable. But when Li Yifei came, he was kind, comforting them, saying that once Liu Ming served his sentence and returned as a better person, he’d still have chances as long as he reformed.

Of course, this reform would happen ten years later. At Li Yifei’s urging, Liu Ming’s sentencing went swiftly, with solid evidence leading to a heavy sentence; Liu Ming got ten years without parole, to be served immediately.

Seeing that Liu Ming’s parents seemed to have aged overnight, Li Yifei sighed internally and said to all of Song’s relatives, "I hope the younger generation will always take the right path. As long as you work hard, you won’t be poor, I assure you of that."

With this assurance, the relatives’ visit was worthwhile. However, Li Yifei didn’t mention the loan; he’ll let Song Lianyao bring it up after he leaves. Otherwise, mentioning it amidst the whole house would just get everyone overly excited again.

Mainly... the baby was crying, and everyone felt uneasy but still decided to host a dinner for Li Yifei that evening, to thank him for his help to the family over the years and his care of the younger generations.

Li Yifei didn’t refuse, smiled, and agreed.

The Song family home was spacious; ever since their daughter married well, the elderly couple had become more generous with spending. They moved into a house with two floors, more than six bedrooms, effectively buying two floors and connecting them. A room was converted into a study, another filled with green plants, all styled tastefully.

After the crowd dispersed, guided by Song Lianyao’s father, Li Yifei toured up and down the house. They sat down for tea and more conversation.

"Yifei, accompany me out for a bit, will you?" said Song Lianyao, emerging with a phone in her hand, addressing Li Yifei.

"Hmm?" Li Yifei looked puzzled at Song Lianyao and asked, "What’s up?"

Song Lianyao chuckled, "A childhood friend called, saying she wants to meet me now that I’ve returned. I mentioned I came with my husband, and she invited you too."

"What about the baby..." Li Yifei glanced at the room where the baby was asleep.

"The baby just fell asleep, and typically at this time, he sleeps for two hours. Plus, lately, he’s been really attached to my mom; even if he wakes, he’ll look for grandma instead of me. We can be back later without worry. There’s formula if he gets hungry," Song Lianyao explained, sticking her tongue out playfully, lest Li Yifei think she was being too playful and neglecting the child. She then walked over, tugging at Li Yifei’s arm, coyly saying, "Hubby, it’s been months since I took a stroll. This time... I just can’t resist."

"Alright, alright, let’s go, I’ll tag along!" Li Yifei stood up with a smile. Her words reminded him of his own mother; he had heard stories from her about how, in his childhood, with family conditions being tough, his father working every day, and the elders also busy, only his mother could care for him. Young Li Yifei was quite a handful, crying incessantly, and at over ten pounds, he’d need to be held through the night. It was hard work for his mom indeed.