The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old

The clothes blocked the vision, but it couldn't resist the wind whistling in the ears.

She closed her eyes and shivered, uncontrollably imagining the terrible face of a witch in her mind. At this moment, she was standing outside the window and staring at her, maybe she wanted to eat her without anyone noticing.

Ye Ya was terrified, and felt that Ye Linchuan's skin was cool in fear, which effectively relieved the burning sensation caused by the fever. Ye Ya was on a whim, and her hot face was pressed against Ye Linchuan's chest.

comfortable~~

Ye Ya's spine relaxes and sighs contentedly.

Looking at the bulge in front of his chest, Ye Linchuan was helpless for a long time, and said, "What witch, where is the witch, come out quickly." He really wanted to know what Ye Ya's head was holding, not a four-leaf clover all day long Dad was the old witch, or something else weird.

Can't think of something that a child in the sun can think?

Ye Ya bit her lip anxiously and pressed her head even tighter: "...It's said in the little man's book."

"What?"

"Children who don't obey will be cursed by witches..." Her body started to itch again, she resisted not scratching, and hypnotized herself to try her best to ignore the impatience, and said in a trembling voice, "Witch, witch came to curse me on purpose, because I Run out secretly to worry my brother."

It must be so.

The witch knew that Ya Ya was disobedient, so she flew over to punish her overnight. But she knew it was wrong, why didn't the witch let her go? Also let the ghost wind scare the demon.

Woo.

She is so miserable.

She is the most miserable little monster in the world.

Ye Ya was in a state of grief, unable to extricate herself, Ye Linchuan's mouth twitched, wanting to laugh at the same time feeling distressed.

"Brother, I'm sorry..."

The childish voice in the clothes was dull, Ye Linchuan lowered his eyes, opened his collar and looked inside.

Her little face was buried in her chest, her eyelashes quivered and quivered, and her curly black hair was like wool, cluttering against his skin.

"I-I want to understand."

Ye Linchuan followed the words and asked, "What do you want to understand?"

"Caring about a person is not just praise; spanking and scolding may also be the case." Ye Ya was old-fashioned when she spoke, like a centenarian old lady who saw through the world, "This may be the depth of love that the teacher said, blame it~"

The online class teacher taught Ye Ya a lot of things, forgot a lot and remembered a lot.

Feeling uncomfortable today, I suddenly remembered the words the teacher taught and the expression on Ye Linchuan's face when he beat him that day. There was worry in the anger, hatred in the worry, and very complicated emotions. She didn't understand it at the time, but now she understands it.

The speed at which the child changed the subject caught her off guard. Ye Linchuan was stunned for a while before barely following her rhythm, and said in a low voice, "Children have to look like children. Look at what a child said." Ye Linchuan forcibly removed her from her clothes. He took it out and said, "Sleep, it will be fine tomorrow."

Ye Ya refused to sleep, and wanted to drill into his clothes again.

"Grandma Ya, I'm going to be angry if you are like this." Ye Linchuan's face was gloomy, and he started to be murderous.

Ye Ya pouted in grievance, and shrank to the side, not daring to shrink in again.

The moonlight was quiet outside the window, and the room was quiet.

Ye Linchuan took her temperature again with a thermometer. The temperature dropped a little. It seemed that he didn't need to drink antipyretics. He relaxed and pulled the quilt up.

"A-di..." Ye Ya half-opened her eyes in a daze, and started calling again.

"What's wrong?" Ye Linchuan felt that the sick child talked more than ever.

"Don't you hate me anymore?"

Ye Linchuan was silent.

Ye Ya turned over, the light shattered in her eyes, making those pupils sparkle like jewels, filled with expectations.

Ye Linchuan's heart moved slightly, his palm gently and carefully rubbed the fluffy hair, suddenly remembered something, his long arm reached to the bedside table, opened the drawer and took out the painting. The paintings illuminated by the lights have a lovely childlike feeling and a bit of warmth.

"Is this what you drew this afternoon?"

Ye Ya leaned against Ye Linchuan's arms and made a low hum.

"Who are they?"

Ye Ya gained strength, pointed her finger at the little man on the far left and said, "This is brother." She slowly moved to the side and pointed out one by one, "This is brother Shen Zhou, this is Adi, and there is Zi Brother Yu and brother Ranran..."

"This, what is this." Ye Linchuan pointed at the white cat in Ye Qinghe's arms. He didn't remember having pets at home, nor did he remember that they had fed stray cats.

"This is, this is my brother's mother, she will be back in a few days."

Ye Linchuan frowned.

Ye Ya said excitedly, "Ya Ya promised Ziyu that she would let her mother come back."

She has four small leaves, each of which can grant a wish.

But Ye Ya has a small head, and the small head can't hold too many wishes and dreams, so he can only share the extra one to his brothers.

"At that time, your family of six will be able to live happily together."

"We?" Ye Linchuan caught the key point sensitively, looked down at the painting, and suddenly realized that Ye Ya didn't count herself among them, because she... never thought they were family.

This thought deeply touched Ye Linchuan's heart.

I can't tell what I feel, there are shocks and strong sourness, and bitterness keeps rising from my stomach.

Ye Linchuan suddenly thought of the beginning. At that time, he forced her to go to the laboratory, said excessive things, did excessive things, and then forgot about it, not caring at all. He also remembered the neglect of the younger son, the repeated words to the eldest son, and the verbal attacks on Ye Ya again and again.

Because they are children, children are innocent and innocent, and their heads are pure and do not have too many thoughts. Even if they are sad, they just need to turn around and coax, so he relied on his father's identity to act recklessly and do whatever he wanted.

Ye Linchuan always thought that he was tolerant of the child, but in fact, it was the child who had always been tolerant of him.

They knew everything and remembered everything, but they didn't say it, because they were afraid that he would be unbearable.

He said Ye Ya was not his child, so she remembered it and consciously excluded herself.

Ye Linchuan's heart suddenly became complicated, and his lips moved, but he didn't know what to say, because no matter what he said, it couldn't offset the damage he had caused in the past.

"We can... we can add a child here." Ye Linchuan pointed at himself on the painting, "Don't you like to drill in here, you can add it here." He nodded his chest.

Ye Ya blinked slowly, without nodding or shaking her head, her expression looked blank, whether she was sleepy or too uncomfortable.

"Don't you like it?" Ye Linchuan lowered his eyes, "Then... I don't mind being Grandma Ya Ya's father."

"No." Ye Ya decisively refused.

"why not?"

"Because Adi has become a father to others; Ya Ya has also become a child of others, so I can't." If she called another man's father, the four-leaf clover father knew that he would be very sad, and he must not make his father sad. .

Ye Ya is the most principled little monster in the world, and only recognizes one father in his life.

She was sleepy, so she pressed against Ye Linchuan's arm and closed her eyes drowsily.

Looking at the little girl's sleeping face so close, Ye Linchuan was inexplicably... a little uncomfortable.

He was a living person, but he couldn't beat the imaginary grass in her mind.

Also **** recognize grass as a father.

gas.

Still a little sour.

Ye Linchuan turned on the lights and went to sleep with a sense of resentment.

**

A few days later, the blisters on Ye Ya's body finally began to form scabs, and it is estimated that she will be able to go to school in two days. Unfortunately, Ye Ya missed the June 1 rehearsal, but Teacher Liu talked about her very much, and specifically said that she could add a simple one for Ye Ya. role, try to give her the opportunity to perform.

Ye Linchuan simply expressed his gratitude on WeChat, turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the children, while thinking about where they would go to play in Liuyi.

Just as I was thinking about being in a trance, a piercing scream came from outside—

"Dad! You and Ya Ya are on TV!!"

The pot that Ye Linchuan had just picked up almost smashed his foot.