Almighty Daughter Runs The World

"Almighty daughter burns the sky ()"!

Hearing this, Song Shiyu looked back at Mu Yourong.

The look in his eyes was light, with a bit of exploration.

Being looked at by Song Shiyu like this, Mu Yourong felt that he had returned to his previous life. In that stinking beast cage, Song Shiyu looked at her condescendingly. It was obviously extravagant, but Moshang was like jade, but he looked like a man. A demon crawling out of hell.

Shady to terrible!

Can take her life at any time.

There was a layer of cold sweat on Mu Yourong's forehead, but he had to pretend to be calm and said again, "Mr. Song, I am Mr. Yang's savior, and the person he is looking for is me."

Song Shiyu habitually turned the wrench on his thumb, "Miss Mu's surname is Ye?"

"My surname was Ye before I was eighteen." Mu Yourong explained.

Your surname was Ye before the age of eighteen?

Song Shiyu nodded slightly, "Then Miss Mu, come here with me."

Under enormous pressure, Mu Yourong kept up with Song Shiyu's footsteps.

Seeing that he had nothing to do with himself, Ye Zhuo picked up the half-eaten cherry cake and continued to eat the cake.

The Song family manor is very large.

Because the front hall received guests, it was not convenient to meet people, so Mr. Yang waited for them in the inner hall of the backyard.

The old man Yang and the Song family are old friends, and he is very familiar with the old lady of the Song family.

At this time, Mr. Yang was chatting with the old lady of the Song family in the front hall.

The old lady of the Song family is a very kind old lady.

This year is 78 years old.

Because he suffered a serious illness when he was young, he looked older than his actual age, but he was in good spirits.

"I'm really happy to see that you're all right, and Yun Ying will be very happy under the ground." When the words fell, Mrs. Song sighed, and continued, "When we reach our age, we'll see each other in the future. One less side."

Both of them are 78,

a 75.

Even if he could live a hundred years, it would be less than thirty years.

Can you really live a hundred years?

How many centenarians are there in this world?

This kind of topic can't help but feel a little sad.

Grandpa Yang sighed.

Mrs. Song continued, "I heard that the genius doctor who healed you was very young and was a girl?"

Mr. Yang nodded, "Yes, don't look at the young age of the genius doctor Ye Xiao, but his ability is not small at all. My life was picked up from the hands of the genius doctor Ye Xiao."

Mr. Yang was already prepared for death, and even prepared a suicide note, but he didn't expect to save his life.

Hearing this, Mrs. Song's eyes were full of curiosity.

What does that little girl look like.

It is said that when God opens a door for you, he closes a window for you.

That little girl shouldn't be very good-looking.

Otherwise, the medical skills would not be so superb.

"Old Yang, Miss Mu is here."

Song Shiyu's voice interrupted the chat between the two old men.

Hearing this, Mr. Yang's eyes lit up.

Then, I felt something was wrong, "Miss Mu? Shi Yu, you made a mistake. The person I'm looking for is the genius doctor Ye Xiao, whose surname is Ye!"

Song Shiyu explained, "The lady Mu said that her surname was Ye before she was eighteen."

Mr. Yang nodded slightly, "So that's the case, where is the genius doctor Ye Xiao now?"

"Just outside."

"Quickly invite someone in." Mr. Yang hurriedly stood up.

Song Shiyu nodded slightly, turned and walked outside.

Mr. Yang also followed.

Old Mrs. Song also went out because she was curious about what the genius doctor in the mouth of Mr. Yang looked like.

Mu Yourong stood outside and saw several people coming out of the room, she was so excited that she was ready to accept the most sincere thanks from Mr. Yang.

After receiving the thanks from Mr. Yang, the system can be upgraded.

After the system is upgraded, she can not only activate full-level chess skills, but also activate full-level beauty skills.

At that time, what kind of thing is Ye Zhuo?

She can crush it in minutes.

However, Mr. Yang didn't seem to see her, looked at Song Shiyu, and said strangely: "Shiyu, didn't you say that the genius doctor Ye Xiao is outside?"

"Old Yang, this is Miss Ye."

Mu Yourong straightened his waist, and a decent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Yang, we meet again."

The old lady Song looked at Mu Yourong.

I thought to myself.

She guessed right.

The little girl in front of her looked like she was about eighteen or nineteen years old, her skin was yellowish, and her facial features were very straight, but she was just straight, and she couldn't be linked with beauty.

However, it is not easy for her to have magical medicine.

Beauty is for seeing.

Medicine is used to save people.

Comparing the two, medicine is more important.

Mr. Yang frowned, "The genius doctor Ye Xiao I'm looking for is not her!"

The smile on Mu Yourong's face stiffened at the corner of his mouth.

Who else could there be other than her, the genius doctor Ye Xiao?

Besides her, who else has the ability to bring the dead back to life!

Is Mr. Yang so confused that he doesn't even know his savior?

"Mr. Yang," Mu Yourong continued, "Have you forgotten? I am a descendant of the divine doctor Hua Tuo, and it was my ancestral elixir that cured your illness."

If it wasn't for her, Mr. Yang would have died long ago!

This dead old man is good!

If you don't know how to be grateful, it's okay to forget her, the savior.

Mu Yourong had an old blood in his heart, and was almost killed by Old Master Yang.

The grace of saving lives is greater than God!

The old man had forgotten her.

Mr. Yang waved his hands again and again, "I remember you, your surname is Mu, but I didn't take the three-no pill you gave me at all! My disease was cured by Ye Xiaoshen!"

After speaking, Mr. Yang ignored Mu Yourong's expression and turned to look at Song Shiyu.

"What a coincidence! What I'm looking for is the genius doctor Ye! The genius doctor Ye is a very good-looking little girl! She is probably so tall, a little shorter than you, and looks like your shoulders, and her skin is whiter than yours!"

While recalling Ye Zhuo's appearance, Mr. Yang described to Song Shiyu.

Mu Yourong didn't know what to say anymore.

It was obviously the old man Yang who was cured by her, but the old man Yang did not admit it, and he had to recognize others as his savior.

Who can change this, who can stand it?

"Mr. Yang, the person you are looking for is really me!" Mu Yourong restrained the anger in his heart.

"Although I'm old, I haven't reached the point where my eyes are dim!" Mr. Yang said rudely: "Fortunate! Return this Miss Ye's pills to her!"

Sun Funian quickly ran out of the house, holding a small wooden box in his hand, and opened the lid, "Miss Mu, this medicine has been kept in storage, and now it is returned to the original owner."

Mu Yourong was taken aback.

This is her medicine, yes, she will not admit mistakes when she takes it out of the system.

Grandpa Yang didn't take her medicine.

How is this going?

If Mr. Yang didn't take her medicine, who was Mr. Yang cured by?

Who stole the credit from her?

Mu Yourong held the medicine box and froze in place on the spot, his face was pale, and there was a little sweat on his back.

I thought she had to be the one of Mr. Yang.

Never thought it was just an oolong.

Thinking that she had just sworn that she was the savior of the old man Yang, Mu Yourong was embarrassed and wanted to find a hole to burrow into.

What should we do now?

Grandpa Yang ignored Mu Yourong, looked at Song Shiyu and said, "Shiyu, where is the genius doctor Ye Xiao? You take me to the front hall yourself!"

"There are many people in the front hall, Mr. Yang, please wait here for a while." When the words fell, Song Shiyu hurriedly walked towards the front hall.

Ye Zhuo is eating the fourth cake.

She is very careful when she eats.

It was obviously just a piece of cake, but she felt like a delicacy.

People who are concentrating on something attract the most attention.

When it comes to eating, it is no exception.

"Hello, Miss Ye, my name is Qi Bin, can I make friends?"

Ye Zhuo had just finished eating the cake when a nice male voice sounded in his ears.

"Hello." Ye Zhuo raised his eyes slightly, the color of the crystal light reflected in his eyes.

Like a mysterious obsidian, it shines brightly.

Qi Bin was stunned for a moment, "Miss Ye, I heard that the scenery in the back garden of Song's house is good, why don't we go out for a walk?"

Before the flowers and the moon, there are peerless beauties by their side.

Think romantic.

Qi Bin is a veritable playboy. He only has four or five girlfriends, and there are many women who have had relationships. But now, Qi Bin has a kind of sever relationship with those women immediately, and then he is fine. Follow the girl in front of you.

The ridiculous idea of ​​spending the rest of your life with her!

without him.

All because this girl is so attractive.

Putting the words "beautiful" and "she" together, they all feel that beautiful is too pale.

"Thank you for your love, but I may not have that blessing." Ye Zhuo's eyes passed over Qi Bin and landed in front, "I think Miss Wang, Miss Zhao, and Miss Sun over there are more interested in going to the back garden with you scene."

Ye Zhuo couldn't understand the mind of a person like Qi Bin. In the words of this era, he was the king of the sea.

A scumbag who casts a wide net and flirts with girls.

Qi Bin did not expect that he would be rejected by Ye Zhuo.

The Qi family has a good family background, and Qi Bin is the only son in the family. He is very favored, and his pocket money every month is more than 7 figures.

Still the first setback.

What has always been obtained is the best, Ye Zhuo's rejection not only did not discourage Qi Bin, but strengthened his heart to chase Ye Zhuo.

Chase Ye Zhuo first.

When you get tired of playing, then throw it away.

Ye Zhuo is just a fake daughter of the Mu family.

No identity, no status, no background.

It is an honor for Ye Zhuo to get his pursuit.

Maybe Ye Zhuo was just jealous, otherwise, how could she mention Miss Zhao, Miss Wang, Miss Sun so well?

Isn't that what a woman is jealous of?

right!

Must be jealous.

"Miss Ye misunderstood. I'm not familiar with those people at all, and I'm single now." Qi Bin continued, "Miss Ye, shall we add a WeChat account? Let's have an in-depth exchange when you have time."

The last sentence is too suggestive.

"Just you?" Ye Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled into a faint arc, "Is it enough?"

Qi Bin frowned, "Don't be shameless!"

The physical disparity between men and women is too great, and women suffer at any time.

It's not that Qi Bin hasn't done anything about the overlord's hard bow.

"You mean you want to duel?" Ye Zhuo put down the wine glass, squeezed his right hand with his left hand, and squeezed the knuckles of his knuckles, and looked at Qi Bin condescendingly.

There was a three-point coldness in his eyes.

That look was like looking at a clown.

Qi Bin felt that his manhood was being provoked by Ye Zhuo. No woman had ever dared to speak to him like this! He stretched out his hand to forcibly hug Ye Zhuo.

When Ye Zhuo was still in the Mu family, his reputation was rotten.

Qi Bin didn't think that at this banquet, someone would stand up for Ye Zhuo!

Ye Zhuo raised his hand gently.

Just like that, he squeezed Qi Bin's wrist.

In fact, Ye Zhuo prefers to move his feet rather than hands, but it's a little inconvenient to wear a skirt today.

boom--

Qi Bin felt that his whole body suddenly lost gravity, and he slammed forward fiercely, and fell to the ground in an embarrassment, with his feet up in the sky.

The noise here was too loud, attracting everyone to look back at the Prime Minister.

It's too weak for a big man to fall like this!

Ye Zhuo just looked at Qi Bin like this, with a playful look in his eyes and a light tone, "Why is Qi Dashao like a bitch, so weak and uncontrollable?"

As soon as this statement came out, there was a burst of laughter around.

Qi Bin was lying on the ground, his facial features wrinkled into a ball, the prince of the dignified Qi Group, when did he lose such a person?

He didn't expect Ye Zhuo's skills to be so good.

Unfortunately, he could only knock down his teeth and swallow blood.

It was already very embarrassing. If people found out that he was a big man and was beaten like this by a little girl, where would he put his face?

Qi Bin endured the pain and got up and quickly fled the banquet scene.

Ye Zhuo looked at his back with a shallow tone, "Young Master Qi, watch out for your feet, don't throw another dog into the mud!"

Song Shiyu stood aside and witnessed the whole process, a pair of beautiful peach eyes squinted, and the dark eyes were deep and heavy.

After a moment, he walked to Ye Zhuo's side, "Miss Ye."

"Mr. Song looking for me?"

Song Shiyu nodded slightly, "Yes."

"What's up?"

Song Shiyu continued, "Mr. Yang is looking for you."

Ye Zhuo frowned, "Didn't you find the wrong person this time?"

"I made a mistake just now," Song Shiyu said in a gentle tone, "and please don't mind Miss Ye."

Ye Zhuo then asked, "Is Mr. Yang from Mr. Song's mouth, is Mr. Yang from the capital?"

"Yes." Song Shiyu said concisely and made a gesture of 'please', "Miss Ye is here."

Ye Zhuo stepped up to keep up.

Song Shiyu walked beside her and showed her the way.

When you leave the front hall, you have to go through an open-air path to get to the back hall. At this time, it is the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month. Although there is no snow in Yunjing, the temperature is still very low.

Song Shiyu instructed the servant to bring a down jacket to put on Ye Zhuo.

"Thank you, Mr. Song," Ye Zhuo continued, "but I'm wearing a temperature-adjustable dress, so I don't need to wear a down jacket anymore."

"From ZY Technology Company?" Song Shiyu seemed to remember something.

Ye Zhuo nodded slightly, "Mr. Song also knows ZY?"

"I heard some."

ZY technology company is a recent emerging industry. Although it has just developed, its strength is super powerful.

First, it applied for the world's first patent for temperature-adjustable clothes, and then pushed it into the market.

Recently, the president of ZY ran out of an olive branch to him and proposed cooperation matters. Song Shiyu did not pay much attention to it before. Now it seems that the cooperation matters cannot be delayed.

With their own thoughts, the two stepped into the open-air path together.

There were camellias planted in the garden, and the fiery red camellias almost covered the entire path. The color of Ye Zhuo's dress just echoed with these camellias. Under the shroud of night, her face was looming.

People can't help but wonder if she came from these camellias.

The cold wind blew lightly, rolling in bursts of camellia fragrance, wrapped in a hint of refreshing fragrance, lingering on the tip of the nose, especially good smell.

This scent does not belong to camellias.

Song Shiyu was extremely sensitive to smells, so he glanced sideways at Ye Zhuo.

She stared straight ahead, looking at the road intently.

Song Shiyu has only met two kinds of women in his life.

The first is to fall in love with him at first sight.

The second is to fear him like Mu Yourong.

This is the first time I have encountered someone like Ye Zhuo.

Song Shiyu was very curious, whether she was born like this, or whether she was clever.

At this moment, Ye Zhuo suddenly felt a hot gaze looking at her.

Ye Zhuo raised his eyes slightly.

I saw Mu Yourong standing not far away.

With that look, I can't wait to swallow her alive.

Little bitch!

Mu Yourong never thought that the genius doctor Ye Xiao in the mouth of Mr. Yang was actually Ye Zhuo.

Ye Zhuo again.

As a child, Ye Zhuojiu occupied the magpie's nest and took her place.

After finally waiting for the truth to be revealed, she regained her position as the eldest lady of the Mu family. Ye Zhuo first took away her chess glory and forced her system to downgrade!

Now she has taken away the life-saving grace that originally belonged to her!

She shouldn't despise Ye Zhuo from the beginning, and she shouldn't let Ye Zhuo go.

She should be the same as the previous life.

Trapped Ye Zhuo in Mu's house, tortured her severely, and finally let her marry Song Shiyu, and let her suffer to death!

Mu Yourong regretted it.

She really regretted it.

Fortunately, she has successfully let Ye Zhuo see Song Shiyu.

There was this human demon in Song Shiyu.

Ye Zhuo will die horribly!

The corner of Ye Zhuo's mouth twitched slightly, and he met Mu Yourong's eyes just like that.

Mu Yourong didn't expect Ye Zhuo to suddenly look at her, so he quickly retracted his gaze, lowered his head, and walked to another exit.

After a while, he reached the back room.

Compared with the brightly lit front hall, the back hall is much deserted.

Two old men, one tall and one short, stood outside the door.

"It's Doctor Ye Xiao here!"

Seeing Ye Zhuo, Mr. Yang greeted Ye Zhuo very excitedly, "Divine Doctor Ye Xiao!"

"Grandpa Yang."

"The genius doctor Ye Xiao is really you!" Mr. Yang continued, "I've been looking for you for three days!"

Song Shiyu reminded him, "Mr. Yang, it's getting late, why don't you ask Miss Ye to go in and talk."

"Yes, yes!" Mr. Yang invited Ye Zhuo in.

Just outside, Mrs. Song didn't see what Ye Zhuo looked like.

Take a look at this time.

The old man was immediately stunned.

This little girl is too pretty!

Good medical skills.

good looking.

The old man glanced at Song Shiyu, who was standing beside him, and then at Ye Zhuo.

The eyes are full of satisfaction.

match!

It's a perfect match!

She had never seen two people so well matched.

Song Shiyu was 28 and Ye Zhuo was 18.

Although the two are ten years apart, today's girls like to find someone who is a little older than themselves.

Feel more secure.

The old lady Song immediately took Ye Zhuo's hand, "Little genius doctor, I am Song Shiyu's grandmother, and you are old friends with Grandpa Yang. If you don't mind, you can call me Grandma Song."

"Grandma Song."

"Hey!" Mrs. Song responded with a smile on her face.

Three generations of the Song family

The biggest regret in her life is not having a granddaughter.

Ye Zhuo satisfied her fantasies about her granddaughter very well.

Mrs. Song hurriedly asked the servant to bring the best tea and some snacks that little girls like to eat. She was even more enthusiastic than Mr. Yang.

Of course, the future granddaughter-in-law must please.

Mrs. Song's health has gotten worse as she gets older recently.

She was really afraid that after she left, Song Shiyu would be left alone.

This child has suffered too much, and for the rest of his life, Mrs. Song wants him to live a sweeter life.

Mr. Yang solemnly expressed his gratitude to Ye Zhuo, and brought a document, "Ye Xiaozhi, this is 30% of our Yang Group's shares, please accept it."

Thirty percent of the shares seem small.

It's actually a huge number.

The current total assets of the Yang Group are 100 billion.

Converted into numbers, it is 300 million.

The 300 million is only the current amount. After all, the annual benefit of the Yang Group is more than this number.

What Mr. Yang gave was not 30% of the shares, but half of the Yang Group.

Ye Zhuo stood up from the chair and refused: "Grandpa Yang, when I left your house that day, you already sent a generous thank you gift, I can't take this 30% stake!"

"Divine Doctor Ye Xiao, you saved my life, you can afford this share."

Ye Zhuo smiled slightly, "Grandpa Yang, a doctor's duty is to practice medicine to save people. This is what I should do, you don't have to take it to heart."

Mr. Yang fell into his memories, and continued: "Although I said so, the doctor has declared my disease to be fatal, and you took me back from the god of death. Last winter, those doctors told me , I can't survive this winter."

"Grandpa Yang, I'm still a student. Even if I did take your shares, I wouldn't take care of the company. I don't know anything about the brewing industry. Isn't it a waste of time for you to give me the shares? So, You'd better take it back!"

The largest liquor brand in China is Yang's.

"Since it was sent out, there is no reason to take it back," Mr. Yang continued, "I have already found a witness lawyer, and all other procedures have been completed. Doctor Ye Xiao, you must accept this share. ."

When Mr. Yang said that he would send shares, he was not just talking about it.

After the words fell, the old man Yang continued: "Ye Xiaozhi, you don't have to refuse to take care of the company. My current body is still strong. As long as I live for one day, you don't need to worry about the company's affairs."

Yang Danian was unable to stand up.

Rather than waiting for the company that he had worked so hard to build to be divided up by collateral after his death, it would be better to transfer 30% of the shares to Ye Zhuo in his lifetime.

Although he gave away 30% of the shares, he actually made a profit. At least the 70% of the shares are still in Yang Danian's hands.

Mr. Yang believed in Ye Zhuo's character very much, and she knew that Ye Zhuo would not have evil thoughts.

Those sidelines are different.

That's a group of white-eyed wolves who eat people and don't spit out bones!

More importantly, Mr. Yang believes that Ye Zhuo can bring the Yang Group to a whole new level.

But Ye Zhuo refused to accept it, so Mr. Yang had to give up the idea temporarily, and continued: "Ye Xiaozhi, I think I'm very compatible with you, and it just so happens that I have a granddaughter about your age, why don't we get married. For the sake of my relatives, I recognize you as my granddaughter, what do you think?"

Get married?

It's not a bad thing to be popular.

After all, one more friend, one more way back.

Ye Zhuo did not reject Grandpa Yang's proposal, "As long as Grandpa Yang doesn't dislike me, it's fine."

"How could I dislike it!" Old Man Yang was very happy, "From now on, you will be my granddaughter, Doctor Ye Xiao!"

Recognizing Ye Zhuo as the granddaughter is definitely their Yang family's profit.

Ye Zhuo is so young, and his medical skills are so good. He will definitely do more in the future. At that time, I am afraid that people who want to have something to do with her will be able to line up from here to the capital.

"Grandpa Yang, you don't have to be so unfamiliar, you can just call me by my name in the future."

"Then I'll call you Zhuozhuo." Mr. Yang said.

"Well," Ye Zhuo nodded slightly, "My family and friends call me that."

"Then I'll follow your grandfather Yang, and I'll call you scorching hot in the future." Mrs. Song said with a smile.

"Grandma Song, as long as you like it."

like!

How could you not like it!

Which old man sees such a beautiful girl with such good medical skills, wouldn't he like it?

Mrs. Song wished to let Ye Zhuo stay in the Song family directly.

After the dinner, Song Shiyu asked the driver to take Ye Zhuo home.

Seeing the black car disappear into the night, Song Shiyu looked at the assistant next to him, "Go and check, what happened to the Mu family recently, and why did Miss Mu's surname be Ye before the age of eighteen."

"Sir," the assistant stepped forward, "there is no need to investigate this matter."

Song Shiyu turned to look at the assistant, "You know?"

It can be said that such a big event happened in the Mu family, it can be said that the whole city knows.

But Song Shiyu is an exception.

He has never liked rumors and gossip, and he doesn't know anything about his external affairs.

The assistant told Song Shiyu in detail about the Mu family holding the wrong child.

In the dark night, Song Shiyu pressed his temple, and the dark night put a mysterious veil on the man's face, "That is to say, the Miss Mu family before this is not the real Miss Mu family?"

"Yes." The assistant continued: "Miss Ye who came tonight is the previous Miss Mu."

Miss Mu is not the real Miss Mu...

Ye Zhuo was the former Miss Mu.

Obviously he didn't expect this.

Song Shiyu squinted his eyes, turned and walked into the house.

The assistant followed in his footsteps.

Song Shiyu took off the silver watch, put it on the table, turned to look at the assistant, "Go off work first, I'll call you if something happens."

"OK."

The assistant leaves the room.

Song Shiyu went to the bathroom, ready to take a shower.

The white shirt was taken off, revealing the man's strong chest, and under the eight-pack abs, there were graceful mermaid lines.

With this figure, even a professional fitness trainer will sigh.

The only fly in the ointment is that the man's back is covered with large and small scars.

Although it is old.

But the scars are still very clear.

A thin red rope was hung around his neck, and a peach pit for safety was tied to the red rope.

However, most of these peach pits are worn on children under the age of 10.

Perhaps because of the age, the peach pits have been polished to shine.

The color of the red rope is also not bright.

But better than clean.

It had been half an hour since he came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. Song Shiyu was wearing a black silk nightgown, and his abdominal muscles were looming under the thin silk fabric.

This is a bloody picture.

Although his hair was wet, Song Shiyu didn't mean to take a hair dryer. He sat directly in front of the desk and started to paint.

He was injured as a child.

As a result, the memory is also intermittent. Occasionally, I suddenly think of a certain segment, and I need to write down the flashing picture through painting.

In no time, a piece of paper was filled with drawings.

In a dark room.

A thin young man squatted in the corner, his eyes were empty, his skin exposed in the air was covered with large and small scars.

In front of him stood a little girl.

Bent over, as if talking to him.

"Brother is not afraid, I will give you a whimper and it will not hurt."

In this darkness, she is his only salvation.

Song Shiyu stared at the painting closely, his eyes were filled with obscurity, until he took out the small peach pit hanging around his neck, pinched it in his hand, and rubbed it carefully, and the sullenness in his eyes disappeared for the most part.

**

the next day.

Mr. Yang came to Ye's house with gifts in large and small bags.

Although Ye Zhuo had already agreed to the matter of confession.

But this matter still has to pass through Ye Zhuo's parents.

This is the minimum respect.

When he came to Ye's house, Mr. Yang learned that Ye Zhuo was born in a single-parent family with only one mother and one uncle.

"Mr. Yang, please take a seat, the house is simple, please don't dislike it." Ye Shu entertained Mr. Yang and sat down.

Ye Sen was busy pouring tea for Mr. Yang.

Old man Yang said with a smile: "Mother Zhuozhuo, what are you talking about! How can I dislike this family with such a warm family!"

This is not against the will.

Although the Ye family is small, with only three bedrooms and one living room, it is very warm inside.

At a glance, you can tell that the owner of the house must be a good wife and mother.

Although Mr. Yang lived in a manor, it was just a cold manor without the warmth of home.

"Please drink tea." Ye Sen brought the brewed tea to Mr. Yang.

"Thank you." Mr. Yang picked up the tea and said, "Why didn't you see Zhuozhuo?"

Ye Shu said: "Zhaozhuo went out for a run, and should be back soon."

Mr. Yang nodded, and then said the purpose of this trip.

Because Ye Zhuo came back last night and had already told Ye Shu and Ye Sen about it, they were not surprised at all.

Ye Shu smiled and said: "Mr. Yang, we Zhuozhuo have not had a grandfather since we were young. If you want to be recognized as a granddaughter, this shows that your grandfather and grandson have fate, and it is also a blessing to our family. I am too happy to be a mother. Woolen cloth!"

"Mother Zhuozhuo, I'm relieved to have your words. Having a granddaughter like Zhuozhuo is even more of a blessing to me as an old man!"

At first, Mr. Yang was a little worried that Ye Shu would disagree.

Unexpectedly, Ye Shu was more reasonable than he thought.

At noon, Mr. Yang stayed at Ye's house for dinner.

Ye Shu cooked a large table of meals.

The old man hadn't eaten such a homely meal for a long time. He ate two bowls of rice in one go. If it wasn't tomorrow or New Year's Eve, if they were going back to the capital to celebrate the New Year, he would even want to stay at Ye's house for dinner.

**

The next day is New Year's Eve.

This is the first New Year after Ye Zhuo returned to Ye Shu.

Although there are only three people in the family, the New Year's flavor is still very strong.

Early in the morning, Ye Shu got up to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.

Ye Sen went to Zhang Luo to buy couplets.

Ye Zhuo came back from running, and saw Ye Sen squatting in the small garden in front of him to install small lanterns, with electronic firecrackers and small lanterns on the side...

"Uncle, let me help you." Ye Zhuo tugged up his sleeves and walked to Ye Sen's side.

Ye Sen smiled and said, "You little girl, how can you do this kind of work, go back to the house and wash your hands, it's time for breakfast."

"Uncle, do you despise me?" Ye Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Would you like to try it?" Ye Sen handed Ye Zhuo the lantern in his hand.

Ye Zhuo took the lanterns and installed them on the wires one by one. Looking at the exposed copper wires, Ye Zhuo didn't even frown during the whole process.

"Yes!" Ye Sen was a little surprised.

Ye Zhuo clapped his hands, "That's it! Don't even look at who I am, the great niece!"

Ye Sen was coaxed into a wide-eyed smile.

"Jiaozhuo! Tell your uncle to come back for dinner!" Ye Shu's voice came from inside.

"Got it." Ye Zhuo responded, "Uncle, let's go back to eat."

Ye Sen nodded.

It's fun and happy here, but the Lin family, thousands of miles away, doesn't have such a good atmosphere.

at the dinner table.

Mrs. Lin glanced at the father and son who were eating, "I plan to let Qianhua and Xianxian come to our house for a reunion dinner tonight."

Although old lady Lin has five sons.

But the other four sons are not around, and they will not bring their wives and children to the old house to pay New Year's greetings until the first day of the new year.

Therefore, every New Year, there are only three people in the old house.

Mrs. Lin was very old, and Lin Jincheng and Lin Ze were both dull-tempered.

As a result, the entire Lin family has no taste of the year.

On the other hand, Mrs. Lin also wanted to take this opportunity to let the two father and son feel the warmth of the next home.

With Feng Qianhua and Feng Xianxian's mother and daughter, the family will be warm.

"This is against the rules." Lin Jincheng put down his chopsticks.

"What's wrong with this?" Mrs. Lin frowned.

Lin Jincheng frowned, "The mother and daughter are foreigners after all."

Mrs. Lin also put down her chopsticks, "If you marry again, isn't your daughter-in-law a foreigner?"

"So," Lin Jincheng's face was expressionless, "I don't plan to marry again."

Mrs. Lin's face sank, "It's a big New Year's Eve! Do you want me to be angry with you?"

Lin Jincheng did not speak.

Lin Ze didn't speak.

The father and son were very quiet.

At this time, Mrs. Lin couldn't help thinking of Feng Xianxian again. If it was Feng Xianxian, she would definitely persuade Lin Jincheng.

Feng Xianxian is a very well-behaved and sensible girl.

Feng Qianhua taught her very well.

A child with a mother is different from a child without a mother.

Even if Ye Shu didn't fulfill her responsibilities as a mother for a day, Lin Ze still had her in mind all the time.

Just then, the sound of a phone call rang in the air.

Lin Ze walked to the living room to answer the phone.

It was Li Wen who called.

"Hey, Brother Ze."

"you say."

Li Wen went on to say: "The matter of the candy wrap is settled. It was made in Yunjing. If the candy wrap was left by your mother, then she should be in Yunjing now."

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