After all, the house belongs to others. Who they want to let live in and who they don't want to live in is the freedom of others. Even if ye Ximei is angry, she can only break her teeth and swallow in her stomach.
However, Ye Fan was calm from the beginning to the end.
He often advised his mother to relax.
"We will treat others as others do to us."
"Why bother with such things?"
Listening to his son's consolation, ye Ximei's heart is not taste.
It is not so much anger, ye Ximei heart more, or self blame.
"Xiao Fan, it's all mother's fault."
"Mom has no ability and makes you look down upon."
Ye Ximei is very clear that the grievances suffered by their mother and son in the Ye family these years, frankly speaking, are still due to their mediocrity and incompetence.
The miserable experiences of their mother and son in the first half of their lives are doomed to be looked down upon by others wherever they go.
"Aunt ye, don't blame yourself."
"You are not wrong, and so is brother Xiaofan."
"It's them who look down on people."
"But aunt ye, wait and see. Sooner or later, they will regret it."
"Brother Xiaofan, he is very powerful ~"
suddenly, Lu Wenjing's tender and clever voice came from his ear.
I saw the little girl, waving the delicate fist, comforting Ye Ximei.
Ye Ximei saw, chuckled, and then spoiled rubbed the little girl's head.
For Lu Wenjing's words, ye Ximei only thinks that she is comforting herself.
How can she take a child seriously.
A day passed quickly.
When a ray of morning light up, a new day, coming!
This year is the last day of the lunar calendar, which is the thirtieth day of the lunar new year.
After breakfast, Ye Fan and Lu Wenjing put up Spring Festival couplets together, and cleaned and cleaned the furniture.
In the new year's new year, not only do people need to be renovated, but also their household items should be replaced with new ones.
Moreover, in order to add a lively atmosphere, Lu Wenjing also moved out a stereo from her home, connected her mobile phone Bluetooth, and played songs in the yard.
Song melodious, mixed landing quiet happy laughter, but it is particularly lively and warm.
Even the old man ye, also under the infection of the little girl, grinned happily.
"It's better to be a child ~"
"free and carefree."
Looking at the little girl who followed Ye Fan to clean up and work hard, Mr. Ye was glad to smile.
"Ah?"
"It's very exciting."
"I heard you singing in the front yard."
"Not afraid to disturb the people."
At this time, ye Tian and ye Ya brothers have nothing to do, so they come to visit the old man and discuss the matter of going to the mausoleum to worship their ancestors in the afternoon.
Seeing ye fan and ye fan cleaning, ye Ya ordered: "just in time, Xiao Fan, after finishing your work for your grandfather, you can go to the front yard and help your aunt clean up."
"What's more, paste up the Spring Festival couplets of your uncle's and second uncle's
Yeah?
On hearing this, Mr. Ye frowned: "what about Xiaojian and Yulang? Let them help with the housework
"They drove to the city early in the morning for skiing and were not at home. Besides, how can they do all these chores? "
"You don't know that your grandson has never done housework since he was a child."
"As for Yulang and Yuqing, they are both Wenquxing. If you hold a pen pole, you can't hold a broom."
"Anyway, Ye Fan has no place to use all his strength. It's just right to let him do this kind of work." Ye Ya slowly said, a pair of reasonable appearance.