In the end, Xiao Hengzhi woke up the latest. Because he woke up too late, when he went downstairs, he felt a little embarrassed when he saw his father chatting with his two daughters.

He, a father, is not as good as his two daughters.

Mr. Ye didn't care about these things.

Everyone is a relative, so what if you get up early and get up late?

After Xiao Hengzhi greeted Mr. Ye, he went to the kitchen to help, and went there naturally.

Because it is the same at home. If Zhang Huirong cooks, if he comes back early, he will come in to help. The husband and wife are one, so how can they all serve one person?

Mr. Ye looked at his son's back and nodded silently in his heart.

His son is actually really good.

Mr. Ye had a very good relationship with his wife when he was young, and the same was true for the two of them. His wife would give him hot soup and hot dishes when he was busy with work.

He will also care about and care when his wife is busy.

It’s just a pity that my wife has been in poor health and died ten years ago. She never saw her son by then.

When Mr. Ye thought of his wife, he couldn't help feeling sad, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Xiao Ruyi noticed that Mr. Ye was in a bad mood sitting next to her, so she shook Mr. Ye's hand: "Grandpa, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Although she was very close to Mr. Ye, she had not been together for a long time, so she could not see why Mr. Ye was in a bad mood.

Xiao Ruhua looked at Mr. Ye nervously, and she also heard that her grandfather was in poor health.

She absolutely doesn't want to see her grandfather get sick.

Faced with the care of the two granddaughters, Mr. Ye felt a little more comfortable. His wife would probably be very relieved to see this scene in the Heavenly Spirit.

"Grandpa is fine, grandpa just remembers your grandma. Your grandma is a very gentle person and looks very similar to your mother. After two days, grandpa will take you to see her, okay?"

In a few days, it will be my wife's death day.

He took his son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter over there, and his wife would definitely laugh.

Grandma, both of them knew that Grandma was gone.

Xiao Ruyi didn't know how to comfort Mr. Ye at this time, so she could only nodded: "Okay."

Xiao Ruhua felt a little sad when she thought of her grandmother. Although she had a grandfather now, she could not see her grandmother. Thinking about her grandmother, when she left, she must still be thinking about her father!

Mr. Ye seemed a little tired, rubbed his forehead and didn't say anything anymore. The two of them pinched his hands and shoulders until Zhang Huirong came over and asked them to have breakfast.

The breakfast was not rich, but the two sisters Xiao Ruyi were very happy when they saw it because they hadn't eaten the breakfast made by Zhang Huirong for a while. The side dishes made by Zhang Huirong were very delicious and could not be eaten outside.

Xiao Hengzhi first served a bowl of porridge for Mr. Ye: "Dad, it's the best time to drink porridge in the morning. These dishes are made by Huirong. Do you want to taste it to your taste?"

They all like it, but they don’t know if Mr. Ye likes it or not.

Mr. Ye hasn’t eaten such a simple breakfast for many years, and the breakfast that Master Xie makes every morning is very rich.

Although the breakfast was very simple, he did not dislike it. Instead, he tasted every dish very seriously. Not to mention, it was really appetizing.

"Well, it's not bad. Huirong's cooking skills are so good. You have lived a happy life over the years." With such a good wife, Mr. Ye doesn't feel that his son was wronged in the past at all.

"Thank you, dad, this cooking skill is OK for your family to eat, but it's far from that of Master Xie."

Of course, Zhang Huirong couldn't feel relieved because of Mr. Ye's praise. She still knew exactly how much she had.

What she knew more was that no matter whether she cooked it or not, Mr. Ye would praise her for her deliciousness. Her husband was giving her face.

Mr. Ye shook his head: "Huirong, there is no comparison between you two. He can't make the taste of your cooking. These dishes have the intentions in them."

Zhang Huirong nodded, Mr. Ye's words were affirmation of her.

Since the two met, Mr. Ye has always given her affirmation.

Xiao Ruyi was also very happy to see this scene. This was the most perfect picture. If Mr. Ye was picky about Zhang Huirong, she probably wouldn't be able to fully accept this grandfather who suddenly appeared.

Although grandpa is very important, it is not as important to her as Zhang Huirong.

The person Zhang Huirong cares about is the person she cares about.

The family was having a simple breakfast, but they were indescribable. Although everyone didn't say much, they could feel the warmth on the dining table.

But at this warm moment, it is now broken.

Ye Xingbin woke up early in the morning and went straight to Ye’s house without eating breakfast. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted loudly: “Grandpa, I’m here.”

Xiao Ruyi was drinking porridge and almost choked.

She looked up at Ye Xingbin, who was a little stunned at this time, and silently took a tissue and wiped his mouth.

This senior seems to be different from before.

Ye Xingbin was a bit stable before, but now...!

I guess I have completely let myself go.

When Mr. Ye heard this, he put down his chopsticks and turned to see Ye Xingbin: "Xiaobin, why did you come here so early today? Have you had breakfast?"

Mr. Ye really likes this grandson very much. Perhaps because he usually makes him run the most active, so that he will not be too lonely, as an old man.

"Uncle, good morning, good morning, good morning, good morning, two cousins." Ye Xingbin obediently asked a few people, which was very different from when he first came in.

Xiao Hengzhi and Zhang Huirong responded quickly. Xiao Ruhua nodded with a smile. Xiao Ruyi glanced at him. She was the most familiar with Ye Xingbin here. Because she was too familiar with him, so she didn't have to pretend to be so polite.

"Xiaobin must have not had breakfast yet. I'll get you some bowls and chopsticks and try your aunt's cooking skills." Zhang Huirong said that, she had already gotten up and walked towards the kitchen, and she didn't give Ye Xingbin the chance to refuse.

Ye Xingbin looked at Zhang Huirong's back, opened his mouth, and finally said one sentence: "Thank you!"

His aunt is also a straightforward person.

Zhang Huirong came out soon and put a bowl of porridge for Ye Xingbin, which made Ye Xingbin feel a little embarrassed and didn't feel comfortable sitting.

"Senior, my mother usually has this personality. Don't take it to heart. Try it quickly. This is something you can't eat outside."
Chapter completed!