The Joy of Rebirth

Ye Bihuang returned home, and now neither Ye Junfeng nor Su Yu slept. They knew that their son was taken to school for tutoring, and they waited until very late every day to go to bed, just because their son occasionally came back late and would be hungry. [First text]

If her son is really hungry and wants to eat, Su Yu wants his son to have hot meals at any time.

Ye Bihuang walked to his room and cleaned up his things. He saw that his mother who was cleaning in the living room had some gray hair on her temples. He suddenly felt that his nose was a little sore.

Just because of that incident, the Ye family declined, and Su Yu changed from the wife of the factory director to a housewife in a down-and-out family.

She has always worked hard and never complained.

Ye Bihuang thought for a while, walked to the toilet, took a basin, filled it with hot water, put cold water in it, and tested it with his hands and found that the temperature was enough.

He walked up to Su Yu carrying the basin.

Just when Su Yu didn't know what he was going to do, Ye Bihuang's voice suddenly sounded.

"Mom, I will wash your and dad's feet today. From now on, as long as I am at home, I will wash your and dad's feet."

Ye Bihuang's voice was very calm, not high-pitched at all, and his expression was very solemn, changing from his usual faint smile.

Su Yu suddenly felt her nose was sore and her eyes were a little blurry. She put down the rag in her hand, put her hands on Ye Bihuang's shoulders and said, "Son, no need. Mom knows you love me, so you should concentrate on your studies." Su Yu knew.

Ye Bihuang's grades have dropped sharply during this period, but he didn't know that he ranked third from the bottom of the class in this exam.

Ye Junfeng didn't know either, otherwise Ye Bihuang would most likely become a reborn person with his butt smashed.

"No! Mom, I must wash it, don't refuse." Su Yu looked at her son's firm eyes, sighed, and nodded.

My son seems to have changed during this time. Not only is he a good cook, but he is also much more diligent in doing housework. The school even sent a teacher to teach him to study at night... Now he is so sensible that he wants to wash his own feet.

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Ye Bihuang asked his mother to sit down, then bent down and took off Su Yu's shoes. For the first time in his life, he took a closer look at his mother's shoes.

The shoes were very worn. They were women's thick-soled leather shoes, which were already covered with wind and frost. Ye Bihuang didn't know the age of these shoes. He only knew that his mother had such a pair of shoes when he was in the fourth or fifth grade. He really recalled the past.

Forgot.

"Mom, these shoes of yours are three or four years old, right?"

"It's been six years. I remember your father bought it for me when he was the director of the factory. I was so happy at the time." Su Yu talked about this pair of shoes, and her originally pale face suddenly turned rosy.

Flowers seemed to be blooming on the bed, and her tone was full of joy.

"Six years." Ye Bihuang sighed deeply in his heart. The burden on his shoulders was very heavy. He carried the happiness of many people.

He must make the family rich as soon as possible, at least richer than when his father was the director of the factory! The son wants to support but his relatives are not there, and the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop.

He never wanted to endure the pain of his previous life again.

Ye Bihuang gently took off Su Yu's socks. The socks were torn. Ye Bihuang's own socks were new and Su Yu had just bought them for him a few days ago.

Tears welled up in Ye Bihuang's eyes. He could only stare and dare not look up. A man would not shed tears easily, and he would never allow himself to cry, especially in front of his mother. Maybe all the children in the world are just kids in front of their parents! But this

He must be a tough guy and a pillar in his life! He must support the whole family!

A huge fire suddenly ignited in Ye Bihuang's heart, as if it had the potential to start a prairie fire, and no one could stop his desire to make a fortune.

Originally, since his rebirth, he just wanted to make up for the regrets of his previous life. He was walking forward step by step, but he never realized that there were so many things around him that he needed to do, and so many people that needed his care.

Mother's feet caught Ye Bihuang's eyes.

My mother's feet were very rough, as if she had been doing heavy work. There were already cracks on the feet, and the toenails on her thumbs were black, with some black nails. Fortunately, the other four nails were normal, and the same was true for both feet.

Ye Bihuang gently placed Su Yu's feet in the basin. Originally, Su Yu was afraid that the water would be too hot when she saw the warmth in the basin. Unexpectedly, the temperature was just right. Ye Bihuang gently rubbed the insteps and insteps of her mother's feet.

Su Yu's eyes were already red. This was the most sensible thing his son had ever seen.

Parents in the world do not care for anything else. They do not care about their son's money, nor do they care about their son's future care for themselves. They just need such a small amount of care - such a small amount of care can see their whole life.

Heart warm.

Ye Bihuang endured it for a long time and finally held back the tears that were about to move in his eyes. He smiled and raised his head and asked his mother: "Mom, where is my dad? What is he doing?"

"Your dad, this guy is playing cards next door, at your Uncle Li's house. He has become obsessed with playing cards during this period. He is really tired from work and still has time to play cards at night." Su Yu is actually caring about her husband, every day

After working so tiringly in the factory, she didn't even take a break to spend some time with herself and her son when she came back, but instead went out to play cards. This was really beyond her comprehension.

But this may be her husband's way of relaxing. As long as he doesn't go out to find women, she can tolerate it.

So she never said anything in front of Ye Junfeng.

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............

Over there, Ye Bihuang was washing his mother's feet. Here, Lee Kuan Yew's father, Lee Jianguo and Ye Junfeng, and two other neighbors were sitting at the table playing cards.

"How much this time?" Li Jianguo asked Ye Junfeng with squinting eyes, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"Old rules, two cents, do you still have money to bet big money?"

Ye Junfeng laughed. The neighbors here are all people from shantytowns. No one's income is high. Everyone only gets 10 or 20 cents when playing cards. If there are more, no one will play with you.

With a dime or two cents, I can lose at most two or three yuan a night, and I don’t feel bad if I lose.

If you bet big, it would really be considered gambling, and you can't afford it.

"Hey, you're talking about my little brat. It's almost ten o'clock and he hasn't come back yet. Why is he playing wildly outside? I'll fix him up later. Hey... my kid is really not as good as yours.

Brilliant."

"My son is not good either, and his studies are not good either." Ye Junfeng raised his eyebrows. Indeed, since his family moved into the shantytown, Ye Junfeng knew that Ye Bihuang's academic performance had plummeted, but recently he didn't know what the teacher and the school were thinking -

——Suddenly you have to work overtime for your son at night! Do you really think that he is a good candidate because of his admission scores?

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