Bring Her Home
âYanyan.â Su Jingheng saw his sister walking out with her hands in her pockets and hurriedly went up to her.
âBrother.â Su Hanyan greeted him politely and distantly. âIs something the matter, for you to seek me during working hours?â
âYes.â He got straight to the point. âOur dad misses you. Isnât it Saturday tomorrow? He wants you to go home for a meal.â
âHowâs our dad doing?â
âHeâs doing pretty well. His postoperative recovery is quite good. We should be going to the hospital tomorrow to remove the stitches. Heâs bound to make a full recovery after some rest.
âThatâs good.â Once she understood the situation, she thought for a moment before politely rejecting the request. âBrother, I have something on tomorrow, so I wonât be going back for dinner. Help me look after dad.â
âItâs your day off tomorrow. What can you possibly have?â Before Su Jingheng came here, their father had told him that no matter what, he must bring his sister home for dinner. âCome home. The whole family misses you.â
She lowered her head and smiled.
Family? Not necessarily!
âYanyan, I know that you had a fight with our mother and third brother because of work and marriage, but sheâs still our mother and Jingrui is still your brother. What grudge can a family have against one another? Donât you think so?â Su Jingheng was honest but not stupid. He knew why his sister did not want to come home.
âI really have something on.â Su Hanyan did not want to discuss this matter with him.
After all, this was not something that could be explained in a few sentences. Wei Guiqin had always favored men over women, and Su Jingrui even disliked her. This was not a fact that could be changed within a short time.
How could her messy family home compare to the harmonious factory dormitory?
She did not want to go back and get involved in the chaos.
âThat wonât do, either. Our dad said that heâll visit the hospital tomorrow to have the stitches removed. He wants you to go with him no matter what. Just say whether youâre going or not,â Su Jingheng said.
Su Hanyan bit her lower lip as she pondered.
âStop thinking about it. Our dad really dotes on you; youâre all he talks about every day. Go back. Just treat it like Iâm begging you, okay?â
âAlright, Iâll go back tomorrow.â Since her brother had already said as much, she did not want to disappoint their father. âGo back and tell dad that Iâll see him tomorrow.â
âMm, thatâs great! You return to work now as Iâll be leaving. There are still things to do at the factory. I just took this chance when I was out shopping to make a detour to you.â
âGot it. Be careful on your way.â
âGo back, go back.â
After Su Jingheng left, she returned to the factory and made a beeline for the various workshops to gather information.
It was a factory for tractor parts as its name implied.
The factory mainly produced parts, including vat sets, pistons, piston rings, axis tiles, et cetera, for tractor engines. Therefore, most of the workers in this factory were male, and female workers were few.
The one Su Hanyan entered was called the Pistons Workshop. Although it was winter and the cold wind outside was bitingly cold, the young people in the workshop were all working their arms out, sweating profusely.
There was a hundred-day deadline at yearâs end. All the workers in the factory were working hard to get first place in terms of production. Apart from the generous bonus, it was an honor which they could be proud of if they managed to obtain it.
In the past, she had only seen such scenes of hard labor on TV, but now that she was facing it, she felt quite excited.
âSu Hanyan!â
As she was walking, a rough voice came from behind some buzzing machinery. She looked around and saw a young man walking out from the back. He had a buzz haircut and his face had grease smeared. He looked pretty handsome with his wild eyes.