Yan Huan and Yi Ling are sisters. When the Ye family had an accident, it was thanks to Yan Huan, so even if there was no Ye Shuyun, Ye Ye would have agreed to come. Of course, if Ye Shuyun was there, it would be better.
At this time, Lei's mother's cell phone rang, she took out the phone, and the whole person laughed when she heard the sound inside.
"Lingling, I'm here with your aunt, just come here."
Hanging up the phone, Mother Lei hurriedly ordered the Lu's babysitter, "Xiaomei, make something edible, hurry up."
"Okay," the nanny agreed quickly, and went to the kitchen to be busy. Ye Shuyun and Lei Ma's mother were originally sisters, so they never had to be polite.
Prepare a table of meals, properly.
Soon after, someone was ringing the doorbell.
As the door opened, Ealing walked in with two large bags.
"Mom," Yiling yelled, although it was still a bit cautious, but it was much better than it was at first.
"Lingling," Mother Lei hurried over and wiped the sweat on Yiling's head. "Isn't it from a car, how did it run like this, sweat on this end?"
"I'm here to exercise," Yi Ling clenched his fist, then pointed to his arm, "Mom, look, my muscles are strong," Ms. Lei really pinched. .
"Well, it is strong."
Ye Shuyun shook his head. These two people, in their previous lives, wouldn't they be mothers and daughters. This character, speaking of it, really resembles it.
"Oh, call it aunt," Lei's mother pointed to Ye Shuyun and asked Yiling to recognize her.
"Auntie," Yiling asked obediently. This is Lu Yi's mother and her mother-in-law's sister. As for the relationship between the two, she sounds like a headache. Lei Qingyi told her, but she just couldn't remember.
Anyway, it's loved ones, well, very close ones.
Yi Ling is a careless, temperament careless, although she is not too much like men sometimes, but it is very much like the elders, otherwise Mother Lei can't treat her so well now, treat her as her own daughter On the contrary, his son Lei Qingyi was kicked aside.
Ye Shuyun also liked Yiling quite a bit, and at this time, the Bean Cat ran over.
"Yeah, Douzi," Yi Ling picked up Douzi and patted his head, "How come you grow so fat, and you eat so well, why don't you recognize me? I'm just **** and urine I grew you up, I bathed you when you were a kid, and you hurt your hand."
And Yi Ling's shocked appearance made Ye Shuyun and Lei's mother both have a stomachache.
"Where did you find such a living treasure?"
"I have no skills," Mother Lei spread out, "My son has a good vision."
"Isn't your family the better?" Lei's mother bumped into Ye Shuyun. "We used to grab her as a daughter, but now she really became your daughter-in-law."
"That is, my son has a good vision," Ye Shuyun was very satisfied with Yan Huan, his son hurt himself, his own wife loved it.
Others say yes, it's all false, depends on whether it is suitable or not?
She now knows which woman is right for her son.
Her son is strong enough, even omnipotent, and her temperament is like an old man. She used to think that she was suitable for a strong woman, but the result was not. His son likes soft girls or soft girls in the end.
Of course, Yan Huan is also really beautiful, no wonder.
As for his son's choice, Ye Shuyun certainly agreed with his hands.
"By the way, we won’t wait anymore. It’s just now. Ye Shuyun glanced at the time. Now he went to the Ye’s house and went to my dad to discuss it. See if it’s for the grandfather to recognize him as a granddaughter, Daughter?" Actually, it seems to be the same.
Yan Huan was flipping through the book. She was sitting on a rocking chair, and the rocking chair squeaked, and a pot of good Longjing tea was warmed on the table.
And among the teas on this side, she was a little sleepy, and with the warm light and warmth outside, she wanted time to slip away from her fingers and never return. .
"Huanhuan, Huanhuan..."
Yiling ran from the outside, then rolled like a ball, and rolled in front of Yan Huan, then squatted down and grabbed the shaking rocking chair with one hand.
"I tell you, I have grandpa, and uncle, a cousin..."
She said excitedly, her eyes were bright like a knife, almost all of them were engraved with these four words, I, yes, dear, people.
"Is it the Lu family?"
Yan Huan sat up, seeing Yi Ling's face without hidden happiness, and sincerely wished her.
The old Yiling, who had nothing before, finally had a family, but she didn't need him anymore, and his heart was still very difficult to guard and jealous. Yiling will not be hers in the future.
"How do you know?" Yi Ling sat cross-legged on the ground, and the outside light broke a few dotted lines and fell on her. The happy little woman, even her hair seemed to be happily following, beating.
"Guess," Yan Huan lay down again and put his arms behind his head. It is actually easy to guess. No matter how Lei's family is, it is not a normal family. Yiling is different from her. She is now It’s because Lu Yi didn’t make it public. They just got a marriage certificate. They are considered legal couples, but Yi Ling is married, a real marriage. There must be a series of ceremonies and the like, so Yi Ling needs an identity. It doesn't matter, the Lei family doesn't look down on it, but Lei Qingyi will not let Yiling be wronged here.
So he will let Yiling's scenery come out, and the Lei family has two options, one is the Lu family and the other is the Ye family.
Compared to Grandpa Lu’s stubbornness, Grandpa Ye is very kind, and she once helped Grandpa Ye once, so Grandpa Ye will inherit her love, so Yiling is not the same as Yiling now. No one will dare to bully her again
She put the book on her face, she seemed to be cast with a warm glow, and the light seemed to move with the wind outside, warm and mottled.
Until she opened her eyes again, Ealing had no idea where she had gone.
She sat up and the book she had been holding in her hand fell off.
The sky seemed to be dark, and the light that had been warming her just now was also dim, and the same was darkening her eyes.
What should I do, she is still sad?
Putting a hand on her shoulder, she raised her face and saw that Lu Yi was squatting on the ground.
Yan Huan put his head on his lap.