"Dad, Mom, I'm back." Ye Qiu, dragging a small suitcase, stood in front of her family's guesthouse, smiling gently at her parents Ye Hai and Shen Lan, who were busy in the courtyard.
Ye Fu and Madam Shen were momentarily stunned by the familiar voice, and it wasn't until they turned around to see their bright and shining daughter that they snapped back to reality. A smile tugged at Madam Shen's eyes as she lightly scolded Ye Qiu, "You child, why didn't you give us a call so that your father could have picked you up."
Ye Fu chuckled heartily, a man with handsome and well-defined features, the epitome of a dashing middle-aged uncle. However, he was simple and honest, and his laugh was somewhat goofy, making him very approachable. He took his daughter's suitcase, repeating the words "not thin, it's good you're back" over and over.
