Chapter 143 Emotional Turning Point

**Chapter 143 Emotional Turning Point**

Seeing Fu Tinghua finally let go of her, Su He let out a sigh of relief.

To be honest, she still thought it was all happening too fast.

Their eyes met, and in each other’s gaze lingered passion that hadn’t yet faded.

“Mommy—” When there was no response, the child called again.

“I’m here, coming!” Su He quickly called toward the door.

Fu Tinghua got up first and fixed his shirt, which had become bunched up at his chest, as he walked to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, two little figures stood there looking pitiful, their eyes big and pleading.

“What’s wrong? Want Daddy to hold you?” Fu Tinghua crouched down and gently coaxed the two children.

Though they liked Mommy better, Zai Zai and Niu Niu also loved their father, so both reached for him to pick them up.

With one child in each arm, Fu Tinghua turned around to find Su He right behind them now.

“You hungry?” Su He asked softly.

She always had endless patience with the two kids.

“Want Mommy to hold me,” Niu Niu immediately changed sides when she saw Su He, whining to be held.

“Aww, sweetie, come here. Oh, why are you crying? You seem so sad,” Su He said with a smile.

Zai Zai didn’t ask for Mommy’s arms. He and his sister were getting heavier, and carrying both would be tiring for her.

The moment Niu Niu was in Su He’s arms, she became perfectly calm.

It showed how dependent she was on Su He as her mother.

“All right, Mommy will fix you breakfast. Why did you wake up so early today?” Su He said as she carried Niu Niu toward the kitchen.

Seeing this, Fu Tinghua followed with Zai Zai in his arms.

“Missed Mommy,” Niu Niu whispered, sounding guilty, like she’d messed up.

Her brother had already told her not to disturb Mommy and Daddy while they were sleeping.

But she was scared—if Mommy liked Daddy better now, would she stop loving her?

She didn’t even sleep with her anymore, boo-hoo...

Kids’ logic could be so simple, sometimes hard for adults to understand.

“Okay, Mommy will make something delicious for you. Be good, alright?” Su He said, then gave her daughter a kiss on her soft little cheek.

Wow~

Mommy kissed her again.

Mommy must still love her the most.

Niu Niu immediately felt better.

The breakfast was made by Su He and Fu Tinghua together—steamed buns (baozi) and plain rolls (mantou). Since they only made a few, it was ready quickly.

The two kids were beaming with satisfaction, holding buns in one hand and milk in the other, their parents by their side.

However, Su He and Fu Tinghua hardly exchanged a word.

Mainly because of what happened that morning—the two still felt awkward about it.

When they’d woken up at dawn, they had nearly gotten carried away.

If the kids hadn’t interrupted them, who knows where things might’ve gone...

You get the idea.

Su He wasn’t that conservative. As someone from the 21st century, she knew plenty of people who'd been intimate before tying the knot.

And besides, she and Fu Tinghua were already married, having put their cards on the table about their feelings.

Once they started sharing a bed, she figured some things might get heated.

So when Fu Tinghua made a move, she never said no.

She was quite open-minded in certain ways and wasn’t one to fuss over little things.

If you like someone, go for it—who cares?

But getting frisky at dawn... yikes, talk about awkward, especially with the kids barging in.

After breakfast, the two kids went off to play again.

Left alone at home, Su He and Fu Tinghua could practically cut the tension with a knife.

“Ahem, by the way,” Su He said, “we still have two chickens at home. Should we cook them up today? Invite your parents over for dinner?”

Originally, they were meant to be for Ji Liangchuan, but after everything that happened, he stayed behind in town with his grandma instead of coming out to the countryside.

“Mm, sure. Your call,” Fu Tinghua replied, nodding as he looked at her.

“So…”

“I…”

“You go first!” they both blurted out at once.

“This morning—” Fu Tinghua began, just as an urgent voice called out from outside.

“Ting Hua! Su He! The Chen family is here—they’re saying we gotta turn Yanju over!”

It was Wu Yanhua.

They locked eyes for a moment before bolting outside to meet her.

“Mom, the Chen family’s already here?” Fu Tinghua frowned.

“Yes! Those no-good sons of—! Not only did they badmouth Yanju as some curse that got their men hauled off to jail, but now they want Yanju to bring Su He into town to sign a pardon plea!”

Wu Yanhua was clearly furious.

She spat the words out, trembling with rage.

Fortunately, fearing that someone might come to cause trouble today, all the Fu family men stayed put at home instead of going out to work.

Otherwise, Fu Yanju would have been dragged away by force by the Chen family by now.

"Mom, let's go over first and talk there," Su He said.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yanhua smacked her forehead.

"Right, right, let's hurry over. The Chen family is about to come to blows with your dad and the others. Come with me quickly."

When they arrived at the scene, they saw a crowd of neighbors had gathered to watch.

Upon spotting Fu Tinghua and the other two, the crowd parted to let them through.

It was clear that the Chen family had come to pick a fight this time—they had brought over a dozen men with them.

Chen Zhijie's parents, along with his brother and his wife, had all come too.

"Hurry up and hand over Fu Yanju! She's our Chen family's daughter-in-law. What kind of nonsense is this—that she should hide at her parents' home like this? A married daughter is spilled water—gone forever. Besides, our family paid the bride price back then," said Liu Ting, Chen Zhijie's mother.

"Get out of my house right now! Your son beat my daughter so badly she was nearly beaten to death. Our families were supposed to be joined in marriage, but since your family treated my daughter poorly, of course she had to come back," Fu Dajun retorted coldly.

"That's bullshit! How has our family treated her poorly? She failed to produce a son, yet we still fed and clothed her, didn't we?"

Su He was furious upon hearing these words.

"How could she not bear a child? Your son beat my sister until she miscarried, and now your family dares to act righteous? Just wait—your son will end up behind bars," Fu Ziyao couldn’t hold back and stepped forward to speak.

"So what if he hit his wife? Does hitting a wife mean he should go to prison? In your dreams!" The Chen family clearly had no clue about the law.

And it wasn’t just the Chen family—in this era, there were too many families where husbands beat their wives, and the wives didn’t leave. It had almost become the norm.

"No need to waste words on them. Once Chen Zhijie’s sentencing is announced, they’ll shut up," Fu Tinghua finally spoke up.

Only then did the crowd notice that Fu Tinghua and Su He were already there.