After the Big Guy Wears the Abusive Text

Ye Youqing wanted to strangle herself.

But she has always been calm, no matter how turbulent her heart is, her expression will remain flat, and by the way, one hand grabs Ci Ke's arm and drags her half a meter away from him.

Ci Ke obviously never thought that she would say such a sentence, a pair of fox eyes blinked several times before standing up.

The embarrassing atmosphere began to spread, Ye Youqing wanted to change his words, but the best time has passed, and it seems even more strange to change now.

That's all, she thought, but with just one sentence, I'm sure Cike won't take it seriously.

"Miss Ye really knows how to joke." Sure enough, Cike Ying pursed her lips and looked at Ye Youqing with a sarcastic smile.

"I'll give you the money for staying in the hotel." After Ci Ke finished speaking, he took two steps back and walked around Ye Youqing to the door. Ye Youqing remembered something and turned back following her actions.

She wanted to remind her to put on clean clothes, but she kept her mouth shut. It is better to keep a distance from this person, Ye Youqing thought.

Ci Ke's figure quickly disappeared, Ye Youqing glanced at the woman who fell unconscious on the bed, shook her head, and strode out the door.

It's a block project, but it's not difficult to transform it like a cat and a tiger.

The business blueprint in her mind made her steps more brisk, and before leaving the store, she instructed the young man to cook all the dishes he was good at once and send it to the government.

Yuludan flowers reflect the green locust, and the five doors open to the pupils of the sun. As the ancient poem said, Bianjing is indeed like this. The trees are shady and uniform. Some are old enough to open the imperial street and cover the branches that cover the sky and the sun in the middle of the road. Blow into clouds, entangled in the ground.

The Royal Street is very wide, and the people walk in it, some leading cattle and sheep, so the air is devoid of the fragrance of flowers, but also filled with the fresh smell that can only be smelled in the countryside.

Ye Youqing had never seen such a scene before, so he watched people painting sugar paintings on the side of the road, and when it was getting dark, he and Qin Xin laughed and went back to the house leisurely, and rested early.

That night, Ye Youqing rarely got a good night's sleep. There was nothing else in the dream except for the warmth. The evening wind in the spring was blowing, and the wild cats were making noise at the foot of the wall.

In the courtyard next door, the atmosphere is not so peaceful.

The young woman was wrapped in thick cotton fur in winter, sitting on the mahogany chair in the main room, holding a bowl of **** tea in her hand, crying until the pear blossoms and rain, the beautiful woman beside her was full of face Feeling distressed, she scolded the maid next to her from time to time, so that the good brass smoker at her feet would burn more vigorously.

"Mother, the guard at the gate said that Ye Youqing was very proud of the spring breeze recently, and she was standing on the street recently, watching the sugar paintings for half a day. When I think of her happiness, I am suffering here. With the bitterness of the wind and cold, my heart hurts with anger." Ye Chengzhu sneezed as he spoke, the tip of his nose flushed red.

Xiao Erniang listened to her daughter cry, her heart sullen: "The mother and daughter are always so haunted, and for some reason, they always feel that Ye Youqing is not as easy to deal with as before. "

"But don't worry too much, your brother will be able to find an official and a half-job right away, with your father's title, his rank will not be low, when you have something by your side, don't be afraid That leaf is still clear."

Sad, he put the **** tea in his hand on the table.

What Mother has prepared for you will be appreciated by the Queen Mother, ask for a title, and will you be afraid of a Ye Youqing in the future?"

Xiao Erniang's eyes flashed with thoughts, she gently stroked the top of her daughter's hair, and turned to the maid who was wearing a blue beaded hairpin: "You just said, where did the eldest girl go today?"

whisper.

When Xiao Erniang heard this, she covered her mouth and laughed a few times, as if she had heard a big joke.

"Presumably this mother and daughter can't stand it anymore, and there is nothing left to make money. Just looking at Zhao Qingrou's illness, can it get worse again? A few points."

Xiao Erniang said, she picked up the teacup on the table, stuffed it into Ye Chengzhu again, and watched her drink it lovingly, her eyes under her delicate eyebrows flashed a sinister look.

For several days in a row, Ye Youqing was in a happy mood. There was no modern tense rhythm for a while, and all that was left was a slow relaxation. When she opened her eyes in the morning, it was not like snowflakes. Wechat messages, but the hot tea and porridge brought by Qin Xin, accompanied by the birdsong and the fragrance of flowers, happy like a fairy.

Although Ye Youqing knows that these happy crises are hidden, it does not prevent her from being proud of her life.

However, she really did not have time to make some plans and screened them one by one.

The weather was excellent that day, she was sitting under the pear tree in the courtyard, tidying up the paper on the table, she heard the sound of footsteps that were too light, she quickly got up, stepped forward to help Zhao Qingrou.

"Mother, why are you here." Ye Youqing said and helped her sit down.

In the past few days, Zhao Qingrou's illness seems to be more serious, and the old disease that has been cured has relapsed again.

"It's so beautiful in spring, I don't want to lie down all day." Zhao Qingrou said with a smile, tenderly touching Ye Youqing's cheek with tender hands, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

Ye Youqing sensitively captured this kind of reluctance to leave, which made Ye Youqing's heart skip a beat.

"You're thinking about that shop." Zhao Qingrou picked up the paper on the table and flipped through it for a while, but she didn't understand the messy ghost symbols on it, so she put it down again, "Qinger's writing should be practiced. practice."

Ye Youqing touched her nose and felt a little shy when she heard the words, she really didn't know how to write with a brush.

"Qing'er, I heard Qin Xin say last night that you encountered some difficulties." Zhao Qingrou said softly, and then took the purse from her waist and stuffed it into Ye Youqing's hands, even so Even with small movements, she seemed to lose her strength.

Qin Xin's big mouth. Ye Youqing was a little depressed, she needed money to decorate the shop, and she was really worried about this.

Ye Youqing opened the purse, and was suddenly shocked by the amount of silver bills in it.

"Mother..." She hurriedly opened her mouth, but was interrupted by Zhao Qingrou.

"This is the money that my mother left behind after selling her head and face, and the money she saved over the years. I wanted to give it to you when you got married. It's not good for a woman to have no money." Zhao Qingrou He stopped and coughed before slowly opening his mouth again.

"But since you need it now, use it." Zhao Qingrou smiled, the eyes on her thin cheeks were as bright as Ye Youqing's, "Mother also wanted to meet In the world, it is not feasible in the end, it is always a good thing for a woman to stay in a house all her life and try another life."

Ye Youqing suddenly felt a sour nose.

A mother's love is the most passionate, even if she is cold, she has to soften her heart.

"Thank you mom," she said.

"My body is not good, and I start to sweat after a while." Zhao Qingrou smiled, then got up with Qin Xin's help, and finally touched Ye Youqing's face, then walked out slowly patio.

Ye Youqing stared at her back for a while, and never felt that she really wanted to keep this mother who didn't belong to her as she did now.

"Cough cough cough." Ye Youqing coughed a few times, and when she looked back at the stone table, she found that there was a note on it at some point, it seemed that Qin Xin had just left it , she had been listening to Zhao Qingrou's words, but she had never cared.

Pick up the note with a handsome row of small characters on it.

"Cuihong Village, waiting for you."