Chapter 1845

Ye nianmo silently wrote down that changing the lock will become the first event of tomorrow.

Ding Yiyi watched him turn around and blushed.

Press the person on the bed, and the temperature gradually rises with the kiss. Ye nianmo looks down at the moving woman.

Two people suddenly stopped movement, he slightly moved his arm, is a "creak."

Crunching accompanied by Ding Dacheng loud voice, Ding Yiyi some embarrassed grasp his arm, "forget to say, this bed is wooden, may not come back for a long time, a little damp."

Speaking of the back, she shut up.

"Hold tight." There was a whisper in her ear. Before she could react, she was swept out of bed with the quilt.

Because there was a quilt, it didn't hurt at all. She lifted the quilt with all her hands, and her hands were imprisoned the next second.

Ye nianmo raised his eyebrows, with a trace of ruffian gas, "the sound insulation here is not very good, don't make a sound, just now there is a bed across, now there is no."

Ye nianmo is a man who loves revenge and has a dark stomach!

Life at home is pleasant, but soon ye nianmo and Ding Yiyi will return to Dongjiang city. Ding Yiyi has been pestering Ding Dacheng all morning.

Although Ding Dacheng didn't say it, his eyes were red, and he was reluctant to give up. He was silent when he ate.

Ye nianmo will see all this in his eyes, simply find Ding Yiyi, "have you ever considered taking dad back to Dongjiang city?"

Ding Yiyi never thought that his father was no stranger to Dongjiang city. After all, he grew up there and had a house. It was inconvenient for him to come to Zhaonan city because he hurt his leg.

But now she is used to the life here and has her own circle of friends. Do you want him to go back?

"I don't know." Ding Yiyi to tell the truth, she worried about good intentions to do bad things, "I'll ask him."

When Ding Dacheng heard that he was going to take him back to Dongjiang City, he shook his face like a rattle. "No, no, I'll just be here. If I go, I'll trouble you to remember me, and my legs are not convenient now."

"As long as you have time, give me a call and send me some pictures of your grandchildren, I will be satisfied," he said

If it was Ding Yiyi before, she might think that this is the wish of the old people and comply with it, but after so much experience, she is more sensitive.

When Mingming said these words, dad didn't dare to look at him. I think these words are not true words. He just worried that they would drag her down.

I think of these days, when I go downstairs occasionally in the evening, I see him sitting on the sofa watching TV alone. He just watched the happy plot on TV. Now she understands that the mood is lonely.

"Dad, why don't you go and live in Dongjiang city for two months, so you can change your mood?" She began to try to lobby.

Ding Dacheng said he would not agree to anything, and finally he ran out to find someone to play chess.

In the afternoon, ye nianmo finds Ding Dacheng, and is immediately pulled aside by Ding Yiyi after coming out half an hour.

"How's it going? Will dad come with us She was very nervous. To be honest, it would be best if he would go.

Ye nianmo first looked at her seriously, then eyebrows a loose, "can."

"Really, you're great!" Ding Yiyi kisses him on the cheek, "with what method?"

He pick eyebrow to see her, not guest way: "this thank you gift is too light, said to order a little lip."

Ding Yiyi looks at him in a coquettish way and stands on tiptoe, but only when he gets off work.

High above the person with the lower head, lips seamless docking.

"Two words." Ye nianmo with a smile, "granddaughter."

Ding Dacheng decided to return to Dongjiang city for two months. It took ye nianmo a day to find the gatekeeper. Ding Dacheng was more and more satisfied with his efficient son-in-law.

In Dongjiang City, ye nianmo takes people to Ding's ancestral home, where they have been guarded for a long time. In the half year when Ding Yiyi disappeared, ye nianmo decorates it like a fairyland.

As soon as he arrived in Dongjiang City, ye nianmo's mobile phone kept ringing, so he had to take people to his ancestral home, and then go to work first.

"Dad, don't you really think about living with us? There are many rooms. "

Ding Dacheng is very determined, "no, it's good for me to live here. If I live with you, I'm not comfortable." He was thinking of Ye Shuimo, "I'll take it out some other day."

Ding Yiyi laughs, "don't change the day. I'll bring ink to see you tomorrow."

The next day, although the appointed time was 10 a.m., Ding Dacheng had been standing outside the door frequently since 8 a.m., and some old neighbors also sighed when they saw him, saying one sentence on the left and one sentence on the right, but time passed quickly.

At ten o'clock, a Porsche drove into the alley. The neighbor joked, "when I see a luxury car, I know it belongs to Lao Ding."

Ding Dacheng was so happy that he stretched his neck and waited.

Ye Shuimo, who was dressed like a little princess, was pulled out of the car. Montaigne frowned as soon as he got out of the car, "how can this alley smell?"When ye Shuimo heard it, he really sniffed on the left and sniffed on the right, "aunt Meng, what's the smell?"

"Little ink painting?"

Ye Shuimo's head tilted. She knew that the old man with a happy smile and wrinkled face was called grandfather. Although she didn't meet many times, or even very few, she knew it.

"Grandfather." She cried obediently.

Ding Dacheng happy should be next, "small ink still remember grandfather, grandfather is very happy."

Ye Shuimo nodded, "because my grandfather looks like my mother."

In this way, Ding Dacheng was more happy and took Ye Shuimo into the house.

"Ink is thirsty. Grandfather will bring you a drink."

Montaigne chimed in, "don't drink. It's bad for your child's teeth."

"That's right. Grandfather can pour you a glass of water." Ding Dacheng happily picked up the kettle on the table and filled the cup with water.

Montaigne looked at the glass, and then at the handle of the glass, which had some paint off, frowned and said nothing.

When I went home, Montaigne said that I would take ye Shuimo to take a bath. I couldn't wait for a moment.

"The young lady is sweating all over. She is easy to catch cold if she doesn't take a bath."

Ding Yiyi thought so, so he went with her. In the bathroom, Montaigne washes Ye's arm with ink.

Put the shower gel on the bath ball. She rubbed Ye Shuimo's arm carefully until her skin began to turn red. Ye Shuimo cried out in pain, "aunt Meng, it hurts."

"Remember, miss, you can't learn bad habits from those small people." Montaigne slowed down her strength, but her tone was still very serious.

Ye Shuimo looked at her for unknown reasons, "what is bad habit."

"Such as grabbing food with hands, drinking water with dirty quilts, not looking like a girl, and so on." Montaigne is worried that if the child is always with something bad, it will become vulgar.

Ye Shuimo didn't know what she was saying, but she still nodded. She had a preliminary understanding that whenever aunt Meng said something she didn't understand, she just nodded. She didn't care if she understood it.

Park.

A large and a small figure sitting on the bench, not far away a group of children are playing the slide, you push me to block, because it has just rained, the ground is very wet, the children's door stepped on the mud pit, running around with a smile.

"Grandfather."

"Yes."

"Why do you think the sunset is red?"

"Because this is the law of nature, just like watermelon must be sweet, not salty."

"Then why watermelon must be sweet, not salty."

"Because it's the law of nature, just like the sunset is red."

"Then why is the sunset red?"

"Oh, ink, let's change the topic."

"What are the laws of nature?"

"It's not the law of artificial change. For example, the sunset is red and the watermelon is sweet."

Ding Dacheng sighed. He had seen Ye Shuimo a long time ago. At that time, the child was more introverted. He was definitely not as lively and talkative as he is now.

"Not to play with those children?" He looked at the children playing in the distance. Although they are much more lively now, they are obviously not enough compared with other children.

Ye Shuimo looks at the clothes of Lolita style on her body and shakes her head. "No, the clothes will be dirty." she looks at other children standing around and admires them. "Aunt Meng says the clothes can't be dirty."

"But the clothes are used to get dirty." Ding Dacheng said strangely.

Ye Shuimo is still hesitant, standing there, not far away from the children have begun to play the sand bag game, laughter spread far away.

"Your mother seldom played this game when she was a child." He looked at the child who was throwing sandbags in the distance. "At that time, your grandmother was sick all the time. At that time, your mother was still at school, but she had to go home to take care of your grandmother immediately after school."

Ding Dacheng thought of the days when his father and daughter depended on each other. Although they didn't come back in the end, Ding Yiyi was a lot more sensible. He never asked for any gifts. He also went home to cook after school.

The sandbag glides in an arc in the air. Ding Dacheng gets up and stops it. He hands the sandbag to Ye Shuimo, "you are completing your mother's childhood."

"Grandfather, can we have the sandbags back?" The children were shouting in the air.

Ding Dacheng gently pushed her shoulder, "it's fun, ink should also want to try it."

At dusk, the guard looked at the dirty two people. If it wasn't for ye Shuimo's face, he thought it was a tramp from where.

"Grandfather, I had a good time. I hit three people." Ye Shuimo took his hand and ran with small steps. His voice was as clear as a lark.

"Our ink painting is really good. Go to them tomorrow." Ding Dacheng smiles and presses the code to lead her in.

The serious old man's voice rang out, "ink, what's the matter with you?"

Today, Fu Fengyi and those old sisters are together. It's still early, so she came to see ye Shuimo.Sophia said that ye Shuimo's grandfather took her out to play, but she didn't think it was wrong, so she waited. Unexpectedly, she saw Ye Shuimo's dirty and muddy body.