My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

Chapter 484: All Will Be Happy!

"Okay, don't be numb, go and wash your hands." Ye Qing once again urged the man who became numb to wash his hands and eat.

Yi Xiujie went to wash his hands happily.

There are only two people in the not-so-large apartment, and the world for them is very quiet and warm.

Yi Xiujie prefers to come here more and more, instead of going home.

Zhang's family is very large, and if you count the servants' bodyguards, there are many people. Even if he is raised with Zhang's family, he still can't find home there. There is always a bitterness under the fence. He especially missed the life before the age of six. At that time, his father was still there. His father was an honest and kind man. Although he had no great ability, he was just a construction worker. He did heavy work on the construction site every day, and earned all the money. Sweat, but his father loves him very much and treats his mother very well.

It's a pity that good people don't live long.

When he was less than six years old, his father died. His mother told him that his father had liver cancer, which could not be cured.

He was too young to understand anything. He only knew that his father was vomiting blood when he was dying. He cried and used his little hand to cover his father’s mouth, trying to prevent his father from vomiting blood. The blood he vomited was stained with red on his hand. ...

A month after his father died, he was only six years old, and then his mother took him away from his hometown, flew to T City by plane, and married into the Zhang family...

Although the young mother could remarry after his father died of illness, Yi Xiujie still felt that his mother had remarried too early, and his father's bones were not cold, and his mother would marry a rich family. Before the age of six, Yi Xiujie often followed her father because her mother always said that she had something to go out, and she would not come back for ten and a half months when she went out. His father did not dare to talk about her mother because she thought her mother was young and beautiful and followed him. A construction worker was wronged, so he spoiled and tolerated as much as possible, and never said aloud his mother.

Perhaps it was the six years of father and son living together that allowed Yi Xiujie to inherit his father’s kindness, so when his mother abused Zhang Xiao, he helped Zhang Xiao and complained to Zhang Haotian. Unfortunately, he was too naive. Zhang Haotian's degree of eccentricity far exceeded his imagination. Zhang Haotian not only didn't believe him, maybe he believed but didn't care, because Zhang Haotian hated Zhang Xiao's daughter at that time.

After complaining several times to no avail and being reprimanded by his mother for a few meals, Yi Xiujie changed his method and protected Zhang Xiao in his own way.

It was for various reasons that the relationship between Yi Xiujie and his mother Ling Hongyu seemed hot but weak.

Yi Xiujie vaguely remembered that he still had many relatives in his old home, all of them belonged to his father, but for so many years, his mother never mentioned it, nor allowed him to go back to visit. He only remembered the name of the village, as to where he was. He didn't remember the city or the county. Now that science is advanced, he also searched for the name of the village on Baidu, but unfortunately he couldn't find it. Maybe it's too remote. For more than two decades, he has not been able to go back and find relatives.

When his mother took him away, she left secretly at night.

The mother said that she was afraid that his uncles would not let his mother take him away. How could he be the only son of his father and the blood of their Yi family.

He still remembered that everyone in that village had the surname Yi, and the name of the village was Yijiazhuang.

Everyone in the village doesn't like his mother very much, and he doesn't know the reason for not.

"What are you thinking?"

Ye Qing's voice floated into her ears with a smile, Yi Xiujie came back to her senses, turned around and followed Ye Qing out of the kitchen, walked to the table and sat down, Ye Qing only made three dishes and one soup. Ordinary home cooking, a dish of Taibai phoenix wings, a dish of brine shrimp, a dish of creamy cabbage, the soup is fish head tofu soup.

"I just thought of my dad."

Yi Xiujie answered Ye Qing's question gently.

Ye Qing has already prepared the soup for him and is helping him with the meal. Seeing that Ye Qing was like a wife, he warmed his heart and said, "Ye Qing, I like coming to you very much. Only here can I taste the taste of home. Whether it's you or Xiaoer, you can bring it to my home. The taste of it.” In the past, he had come to visit Zhang Xiao every other time, and helped Zhang Xiao buy some daily necessities or food ingredients.

In fact, he is greedy for the warmth brought to him here and the taste of that home.

Ye Qing glanced at him, thinking of his embarrassment in the Zhang family, she could understand what he said.

Putting the rice bowl in front of him, Ye Qing sat down opposite him, took a sip of the soup, and said: "I heard Zhang Xiao mentioned that your father and her mother died in the same year. I didn't listen to you. Mentioned your dad."

"My dad is a very good person. He loves me and my mother very much. He gets up early in the dark, winds and sun, desperately to make money, just to let us mother and son live a good life, but he died early. When he died, his face was full of tears. My mother said he was reluctant to die, reluctant to bear us, the illness was merciless..."

Yi Xiujie did not go on.

Zhang Xiao's memory of the separation of mother and daughter is still fresh. It is the most painful in her heart. Twenty years have passed, and she can't forget it. Whenever she thinks about it, she will resent her father and Ling Hongyu.

Isn't it Yi Xiujie?

He always remembered the scene before his father died, blood kept spitting out, tears kept slipping, watching his mother cry, watching him cry, but couldn't say a word.

As he got older, Yi Xiujie also knew that his mother's first love was Zhang Haotian. His mother had not seen anyone for ten and a half months, so she went to meet Zhang Haotian privately. In other words, when the father was still alive, the mother cuckolded the father. Perhaps the father knew it, but he was more kind to the mother. The father thought that as long as he treats his mother carefully, the mother will change her mind after all, after all, there is still a connection between his parents.

God was so cruel, he just let his father get such a serious illness.

Yi Xiujie was certain that his father was ill. Deep in his memory he remembered that his father took him to the doctor with him. After the doctor told his father his condition, his father cried with his arms around him.

Ye Qing couldn't bear him remembering the past, losing a loved one was the most painful, and quickly comforted him.

"You have lost your father and Zhang Xiao has also lost your mother, but at least you still have a mother or a father, but I have both parents dead and no brothers or sisters. Even if there are relatives, no one will adopt them. I was born in the orphanage. Great, competition for favor in the orphanage often happens. Compared to me, you and Zhang Xiao are happier than me. Look, I live happily, Xiujie, don’t you be worse than me. ."

Yi Xiujie reached out and took her hand and said deeply: "Ye Qing, we will all be happy in the future!"

Ye Qing smiled and nodded, "Yes, we will all be happy, it will always be sunny after rain."

The sun always follows the wind and rain.

She believed that he, Yi Xiujie, and Zhang Xiao would all be compensated by God. You will lose one thing if you get one thing, and you will get another thing if you lose one thing.