"He is your niece, the only daughter your sister has left behind. You are so cold-blooded, you said, how do you treat your sister right?"
Ye Chuji smoothed his lips, Dad, Shuyun is also my sister
Ye Jianguo snorted and made it clear that he didn't care.
"Rong Rong is your sister."
"Yes," Ye Chuji acknowledged that this was the fact.
"But Dad, have you ever wondered who is giving you filial piety all these years? Is it your Rong Rong, the granddaughter, or Shu Yun, or Lu Yi?" He narrowed his eyes and felt a bit distressed to Ye Shuyun. In Ye Jianguo's heart, is there a difference between this pro and non-pro? After all these decades of genuine treatment, they have been used to feed dogs, haven't they?
"Huh..." He really wanted to laugh, "Rong Rong just walked away. She asked her mother to find her and had no peace of sleep in her life. When she was dying, she was still thinking about her and something happened at home. When she was there, Shuyun took care of the Ye family in recent years. When the Ye family was in danger, Shuyun was always there. Who took care of you and who brought your grandson up, And when the Ye family walked without a way, all the manpower was used to help the Ye family, Dad, you asked yourself, you are right, Shuyun is not, looking for such a small child, you can also go? "
"Is it really so important to become a blood source? Importantly, you completely deny everything Shuyun has done for you. If I were Shuyun, my heart would be cold."
Ye Chuji took another deep breath, anyway, I now know that that Sun Yuhan is everything for you, we are all unimportant, right, for you are all waste, all garbage, right, you Don't take Shuyun's daughter, or my son, even Xinyu.
"Okay, okay, okay," Ye Chuji said three times in a row, "Dad, you're like that, then you're protecting your granddaughter, I think when will you regret it?"
After he finished speaking, he turned and walked away, and after a few steps, he stopped again.
"Dad, I’m going to the Lu family, I’m going to look for it, it’s better to find it all right, otherwise, Shuyun, the daughter, don’t recognize me later, I don’t think you have a face, let Shuyun call you again. Dad, there is no face to let Lu Yi call you grandpa again."
Then, when he left in a big step, he felt that he still divided the family well. He later spent his own time and saved each other.
Ye Jianguoqi's chest kept rising and falling, and the words that Ye Chuji said were just like spiky thorns, and the punctures so hurt his heart.
It's really good, even now the son is no matter how old he is. Rong Rong is his own daughter, that is Ye Chuji's younger sister. His Yuhan, who has no father or mother, doesn't let people After seeing, okay, they don’t want their grandfather and grandson. If they don’t, they don’t want to. He still raises his granddaughter.
If someone got into the tip of the bull horn in some things, it can really be said that it is difficult to pull it out, even if more people say he is wrong, he will think he is right.
Just because he thinks, there is also his inability to look back.
Ye Xinyu heard that Xun Xun had been beaten by his grandfather, and came directly, and when he saw Xun Xun limping, he didn't speak, even when he was held by his mother. When it came up, it was still a small pink mouth, and it was also dry at this time. It was like a little flower about to be dried.
Ye Xinyu suddenly wanted to cry. What was the point where their family would harm the aunt's family? It was satisfactory. Even Xiao Xunxun suffered such a crime. How old was she, and she was just There are two years old.
How can his grandfather, how can he start with such a small child?
"It's none of your business," Ye Shuyun shook his head, and then glanced at Ye Xinyu's shoulder.
"Aunt knows and won't blame you."
"But just forget it?"
Ye Xinyu clenched his fist, once or twice, this is the first few times. If it goes on like this, it will be necessary for them to endlessly build a house for Sun Yuhan, who will be restless and ruined. ?
"If it doesn't matter, what else?" Ye Shuyun asked Ye Xinyu, "Are you going to beat your grandfather, or kill that Sun Yuhan?"
Ye Xinyu froze for a moment. He couldn't fight any one.
What is the difference between playing that Sun Yuhan and playing his grandfather?
He came over, squatted in front of Xun Xun, and then pulled her chubby hand, Xun Xun still lingered, did not want to speak.
Ye Xinyu laughed at this moment, just like crying.
"Xunxun, are you playing uncle or not? It's all because your uncle is not good, so Xunxun is hurt."
Xun Xun blinked his big eyes, and the curled eyelashes also dropped a crescent-like curvature. The inside of the child's eyes were very clean, and the cleanness was so adult that they felt ashamed.
She poked Ye Xinyu's face with her little finger, then suddenly smiled, and her eyes were bright.
"Qiuqiu doesn't cry," she cleverly picked up Ye Xinyu's face with her little hand. She was young and didn't know how to venge, but it made Ye Xinyu guilt-red eyes.
Such a good child, how can his grandfather get it, this is still the cousin's child.
I looked at my mother inexplicably. Why didn't Qiuqiu talk to her?
Yan Huan touched her daughter's small face, "Uncle's eyes hurt, it's like looking for a headache. Isn't it good to find Uncle?"
"Well," Xun Xun nodded his little head hard, and then he was nestled in his mother's arms, not crying or making noises. Of course, he listened to his mother's words and never used his own little manual. Gauze on his own head.
When Lu Yi came back, Xun Xun was asleep. The little girl has been in a bad mood recently. It may also be because the wound is hurting, so she has not had much spirit, but she is very good.
He walked over and carefully touched his daughter's tender little face, "Fortunately not thin." Is it easy for his little seeker to grow a little bit of flesh? In a few months, he lost a small cold, let alone such an injury.
"Well, she has been very good at eating recently, and she is not picky anymore. She throws meat to feed and eats." Yan Huan came over with a glass of milk and placed it in front of Lu Yi. Lu Yi took it, he put the cup on his lips, but a pair of black eyes kept staring at Yan Huan.
"What's wrong, is there something on my face?" Yan Huan touched her face. Was it really dirty? Or, she washed her face today but did not clean it.
"It's okay," Lu Yi finished drinking a glass of milk, and then put the glass on the table, then he sat down and covered the quilt for Xun Xun, "Su Muran was discharged."