"You're drunk and talking nonsense," Ji Ying glanced at her daughter-in-law and her own daughter, then started leading Xu Qinghe toward the house.
Xu Qinghe, with his head swaying, said, "I'm not drunk, I'm sober. I've let you down, let all the kids down. If only..."
After belching from the effects of alcohol, Xu Qinghe continued, "If only we had separated households earlier, you wouldn't have had to suffer so much with me."
"It's all in the past; the kids are all here. Don't say that anymore; let's go inside and sleep," urged Ji Ying, pulling Xu Qinghe toward the house.
But the intoxicated Xu Qinghe wouldn't listen and kept saying, "It's even better that the kids are here, just perfect to tell them it's my fault, I, as your father, didn't take good care of you all."
Xu Qinghe, seeing double, was supposed to be speaking to Nianhua but instead made a beeline toward Zhou He.
