She's wearing a little skirt!?

Ye Xingchen, who was just about to get off the bus, was stunned immediately.

Although she had known for a long time that Bai Yulang was quite wild and uninhibited, she should always wear a small T-shaped when she was wearing a short skirt with buttocks?

Especially after she lay on the ground, the full moon, which she puckered up, was very dirty, as if she had been licked by a pig who had just been arched into a cesspit.

No wonder she was restless all the way. It turned out that when ye Xingchen thought of it, she suddenly raised her hand and blocked someone's eyes.

"Yulang, what's the matter with you?"

Ye mu, who had been waiting outside the gate for a long time, was surprised when she saw her niece flying out of the car.

Damn, I'm in such a mess. I must have let that trash see me.

Bai Yulang cried in his heart and got up in a hurry. He could not care about the pain in his knee. He grabbed his skirt with both hands and bowed his head and said, "I'm going to take a bath, sister-in-law."

Hearing this, ye Mu hurriedly took her arm and walked into the gate.

This is Yejia village. It's about 40 kilometers from the city center. It's absolutely rural.

The Ye family's old house is a quadrangle courtyard. In front of the gate, there are bluestone steps, and the threshold is almost 30 cm high.

A wall painted with the rising sun is facing the street.

The yard of Ye's old house is not very big, but it is tidy.

A pomegranate was planted in the patio, and the flowers were blooming brightly.

There are bedrooms on both sides of the main room, kitchen and dining room on the east wing, guest rooms and bathrooms on the west side.

When the high-speed railway was looking at the pattern of the yard, a middle-aged man in an apron came out of the kitchen, with a father like smell of fireworks -

it seems that this is Ye Xingchen's father.

No wonder she can cook a good meal, it was influenced by her father.

As soon as the high-speed railway thought of it, it heard Ye Xingchen call his father, quickly walked over and took off his apron.

To show his warm welcome to his wife and niece, Lao ye made a special phone call to confirm when she would come home before cooking.

"Ha ha, just one mung bean ball is not fried. Star, be careful not to be cooked in hot oil. "

Lao Ye laughs, looking at her daughter's eyes, full of love that high-speed railway envies.

Even at this moment, the high-speed railway thought, "if my pro Lao Tzu can be like Lao Ye - hum, the kind of goods that can worship my grandmother in the hotel that night, how can he be as grounded as his father?"

When Lao Ye looked at the high-speed railway, his loving look on his face did not fade: "is the high-speed railway coming? Come in and have a drink. "

The high-speed railway went over and bowed: "Hello, Dad."

When Bai Yulang smeared chili oil there, ye Xingchen worried that the high-speed railway would show up. He specially reminded him that after meeting his parents, it was better to shout for his parents like his "predecessor".

Although the high-speed railway was fully promised at that time, ye Xingchen was not at ease.

After seeing him calling dad with sincere attitude and looking back at Ye Xingchen, he was relieved.

In order to reward this guy's cooperation, ye Xingchen first throws him a small eye and then raises his hand to give him a kiss.

High speed rail is not rare -

however, he was very surprised that when he bowed to Lao ye and called for his father, he behaved so naturally.

It seems that Lao Ye is really his father.

"Come on, sit down."

Taking the high-speed railway to the living room, Lao Ye laughingly asked him to sit down and took out his cigarette.

Although Ye Xingchen didn't specifically tell the high-speed railway whether his "predecessor" would smoke, he knew that the garbage would definitely smoke.

If people who are proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling don't smoke, is it rubbish?

"Thank you, Dad."

After thanking him again, the high-speed railway took out the lighter and lit Lao ye first.

When the high-speed railway was about to light a cigarette, she came out from the West bedroom with some clothes in her arms.

In the bedrooms of old houses in the countryside, a small door is usually opened in the main hall to facilitate access.

The high-speed railway discovered that the gene for ye Xingchen to be so white and beautiful inherited 90% of that of Ye mu.

No wonder what old ye said in those years had to coax Ye's mother. No matter which man he changed into, he would never let go of such a beautiful woman.

The high-speed railway immediately stood up and bowed: "Hello, mom."

But ye Mu didn't seem to see him. She walked past him with a cold face.

The high-speed railway, which has long been psychologically prepared, does not feel embarrassed.

Instead, Lao Ye shook his head with a bitter smile and asked him to sit down.

When the high-speed railway sat down and just picked up the lighter, ye mu, who had walked out of the door, suddenly turned to look at him and asked coldly, "who allowed you to smoke in the room? If you want to, go outside the gate

Shit, after working for a long time, my ex didn't even have the right to smoke in this house.

When the high-speed railway finally felt embarrassed, ye Fu said, "Ruo Ying, the child hasn't been here for more than two months. Tonight, make an exception -- "Ye Mu interrupted: "even if he doesn't come for two years, he can't smoke in the room."

Ye Fu's mouth moved and he didn't dare to speak.

The high-speed railway laughed and put down its cigarette.

He thought that if he put down his cigarette, ye Mu would not embarrass him any more.

But to his surprise, ye Mu said again, "I don't care if your name is Zhang Lianghua or high-speed rail. I just hope that when you come to this house, what should you do

High speed railway in a daze: "what to do? Ye Xingchen didn't tell me. "

Ye Fu frowned, and ye Mu said to the high-speed railway, "come here."

Just go in the past.

Anyway, she will not become a fierce ghost to scare the high-speed railway to death.

Ye Fu's face was ugly, but he didn't say anything. He just lowered his head to smoke.

The high-speed railway has noticed something bad, especially when ye Xingchen, standing in the kitchen window, can't help gesturing to him to be patient.

Ye Mu walked quickly to the Westinghouse door, lifted her feet and pushed it away. When she turned to look at the high-speed railway, she looked more disgusted: "wash all the clothes. Don't eat if you don't wash it clean. In the future, you are not allowed to step into this door

What?

Let me do the laundry?

Or hand wash.

Voynima, Zhang Lianghua's stupid guy, is so unpopular with her that she has to be a laundryman when she goes home.

The high-speed railway is half open, with a textbook like face.

"If you don't want to wash it, you can get out of Ye's house now."

Ye Mu lowered her voice and said this. When she passed the high-speed railway with her clothes in her arms, her left foot seemed unintentional and stepped on his feet.

It may be that ye Xingchen has only one child, or it may be that she came from a wealthy family. Even if she lives in the countryside, her figure, appearance and dress are many years younger than her actual age.

Otherwise, she would never wear a long white skirt and seven inch high-heeled leather sandals.

The heel is not much thicker than the awl. After stepping on the foot of the high-speed railway, he subconsciously raises his hand, and will pull it on Ye Mu's butt.

Just at this time, he saw Ye Xingchen in the kitchen window from the corner of his eyes. He was bending over and bowing to him.

This is to ask him not to be angry.

All right.

The high-speed railway can endure even the slag girl like Bai Yulang, not to mention his wife's mother?

Isn't it just washing clothes?

The high-speed railway is feeling the bone shaft. Sitting on a pony to wash clothes is regarded as relaxing tendons and promoting blood circulation.

The biggest advantage of high-speed rail is that when you are not happy, you can always find a reason to be happy.

However, when he sat on the pony, rolled up his sleeve, picked up a piece of clothes, and was about to throw it into the big basin - first, he was stunned, and after he was sure that there was nothing wrong with his eyes, he felt bad.

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