"Xiaohe, it's Chinese New Year today, everyone's happy, and Nianji might have drunk a bit too much," Ji Ying explained, worried that Zhou He might overthink it.
Zhou He didn't mind at all, her smile brimming as she said, "Mom, it's fine to drink a little more on a joyful day like today, but now it's trouble for you and Nianhua to help Nianji back to his room to rest."
She was less than three months pregnant and it was a precarious time. With Xu Nianji drunk and his heavy strength, she needed to consider the child and decided not to help him herself.
"He's gotten drunk in his own home," Ji Ying said with a scolding yet joyful smile, even deep in her eyes she was extremely happy, not just for Xu Qinghe and the other two, but Ji Ying herself was delighted as well.
Next year they would have a grandson, their son and daughter were going to take college entrance exams, and they still had to run the furniture factory.
