Mingmin glanced at him: "That's your fate, don't resent others."
Gu Chengan was furious: "Do you have a conscience when you say this? In that case, why did you give birth to us in the first place? After giving birth to us, you went out and went happy!"
Yun Wu red eyes: "Mother, you are so disappointing. You obviously love us very much. Can you tell me why we left us alone? Did you know that we were harmed by the Ye family in those years? How miserable is it? Especially Dale..."
"I said, this can only be blamed on your bad life."
Mingmin interrupted her coldly, and quickly followed Ming Xiuwen.
Ming Xiuwen walked fast and didn't hear these words, otherwise he might really hit Mingmin.
Tian sighed and felt sorry for his nephews and nieces.
Mingmin came to Laohou's bed and looked at the old and weak old man on the bed with a much better tone.
"Old man." She bent down and called.
Ming Xiuwen frowned, his patience has reached his limit: "What old man? Is that your father? Don't recognize your son and daughter, even your father?"
At this moment, Lord Hou opened his eyes and saw Mingmin, as if in a dream: "Minmin, why are you getting old?"
Mingmin smiled and said, "I'm over fifty, can I not get old?"
"Hey, yes. Dai'er is twenty-six, and you have been away for twenty-six years." Old Houye still missed his favorite little grandson, "Where is Dai'er? Are you looking at her? "
"I followed her back. She is back to the palace and will see you tomorrow morning."
"Oh." Old Houye nodded, looked at his daughter, rested for a while, and then asked, "Where have you been all these years?"
"I... traveled outside, first to Beiqi, and then to Junshan."
"Why don't you go home? The child of Dai Er is pitiful."
"I have other important things to do." Mingmin frowned and explained patiently, "I heard the empress said that you are sick, and I will check your pulse."
She took the old man's hand and condensed her eyebrows.
After a long time, she put his hand back under the quilt and smiled: "Just take a few pills and eat."
Master Hou coughed heavily for a while, panting for breath, and said: "I'm at this age, life and death have long been bearish, you don't have to say good things to coax me... Since you are alive, I don't want to mention the past. I just hope you can love a few children and try to make up for it."
Mingmin frowned and was about to speak when she suddenly felt a hand held on her shoulder.
She turned her head slightly, and stared at Ming Xiuwen.
Ming Xiuwen looked cold and warned her not to talk nonsense with his eyes.
The old man has become so ill, if he is stimulated any more, he will no longer care about the relationship between brothers and sisters!
Mingmin turned her head and smiled: "Don't worry, I know what to do."
Old Houye seemed very satisfied. After saying so much, he was very tired. He closed his eyes for a while before he said, "It's fine when I come back. I can also close my eyes with peace of mind."
"Don't say this, take the medicine and raise it with peace of mind."
Mingmin stood up, "I'm going to decoction, you rest."
She walked out of the house and glanced at Ming Xiuwen coldly.
Ming Xiuwen said: "Why do you think your father became ill? If it weren't for your attitude towards Cheng'an, why did your father come here!"
Mingmin said: "I don't understand. Since you have regarded me as dead for more than 20 years, why bother to call me back? Isn't it good when I die?"