After everyone narrated and added, Ye Sangwan finally understood the general truth from everyone's words.

That is to say, on the night of the feast, Ye Wenzhu stayed here forever after the feast. Not only was he not allowed to go home by Mrs. Zhao, but his bedding and clothes were also thrown out of the house.

Mrs. Zhao was determined not to let Ye Wenzhu go home. Ye Sangwan could figure out the reason with just his toes.

Last night, Ye Sangyan and three others were ordered to bring the rotten eggs to the door. Zhao denied that she was not responsible for it, but instead poured the dirty water on Ye Wenzhu.

Zhao and Ye Dasheng sang and joined together. In addition, Ye Wenzhu had been holding his breath for too long during this period. The long-term liver qi stagnation made his already hollowed-out body suddenly sick. In fact, it was just pneumothorax.

Ye Daren invited Dr. Song twice but failed to wake up Ye Wenzhu.

"Girl Wan, although you have severed ties with your grandfather's family now, you can't write the word "ye" in one stroke. It would be fine if you were the Zhao family, but your grandfather also has his own reasons.

You have great medical skills, why don't you show me? I won't say whether it can be cured or not, just think of it as a tribute to the love between you two."

Ye Sangwan knew that Mrs. Zhu only said this for her own good. If the label of unfilial piety was suppressed, even if the relationship was broken, people would criticize her. It would have been okay if it was done in the past.

Now that Chu'an is going to take the imperial examination, he must not let these fake deaths affect him.

Ye Wenzhu's crime could not lead to death, not to mention that his end was approaching and he would only live for another year and a half at most.

Use your sleeves as a cover, take out the silver needle from the space, and pretend that you have it with you.

Under the eyes of everyone in the Second Fang Master's family, they checked the pulse, administered needles, pricked fingers and toes, and bled, all in one go. Even the stronger ones, such as Ye Daren and Ye Ziqing, were sent to help by Ye Sangwan.

Ye Wenzhu squeezed out black blood.

In about half an hour, Ye Wenzhu's complexion turned from dark to pale, and then returned to normal.

Ye Wenzhu woke up leisurely, and for some reason big tears fell down. He murmured: "Pingting, I am so ashamed of you..."

"Brother, what nonsense are you talking about! This is a late girl! I think you are sick and confused, and you are just talking nonsense!"

Before Ye Wenzhu finished speaking, he was stopped by Ye Wenxiu.

With such a delicate name, Ye Sangwan knew that it could never be the small character of Zhao Juhua!

She suddenly heard the word that Ye Wenzhu always interrupted every time Zhao murmured something sarcastic - vixen!

Ye Wenxiu said to Ye Sangwan with a sneer: "Girl Wan, let your grandfather have a good rest. Let's go out and talk."

"That's right! Girl Wan, come and talk to the old lady. Tell your cousin what kind of food you want to eat and let your eldest aunt cook it for you!"

Ye Sangwan suppressed the doubts in his heart and replied smoothly: "Ah Wan is not picky about food. I like to eat whatever auntie makes."

Mrs. Wang gave her an angry look, "It's your sweet mouth!"

The happy atmosphere of the family was something Ye Sangwan had never felt in his two lifetimes.

Now I live in the Yun family, and the atmosphere is very good, but I always feel that something is missing, maybe it is the blood relationship that is in my bones!

As for the rest, let time take care of it.

The galaxy was just covered with a few stars when Yun Heng came lamely and said he would take her home.

Everyone in the Ye family, the elder of the second room, winked at her with ambiguous eyes, pushed her out of the door, and asked them to bring their younger brothers and sisters to play whenever they had time.

Although Ye Sangwan didn't say anything, he was actually extremely touched that Yun Heng would come to pick him up. When he was thinking about how to thank him, the place where he looked was at his left leg.

Nine days have passed since the bone surgery, and it's time to remove the splint.

"Awan, did you ask Sang Yan to ask that boy from the Jiang family to learn how to read?" Yun Heng's tone was a bit dull.

Ye Sangwan didn't understand: "Why use Qiu?"

"Ayan and Chuan were bullied?" This was the only possibility she could think of.

Chu An clearly said that Jiang Tongsheng volunteered to teach him how to read?

Yun Heng didn't answer her directly, he just said: "Ayan is not doing well."

After finishing, he added: "Aheng is not doing well either."

Ye Sangwan glanced at him sideways, wondering if this girl was having convulsions again: "Then first tell me what A Yan is doing wrong."

But he answered the question incorrectly: "Ah Heng wants to know why A Wan doesn't let me teach Chu An."

"Are you literate?"

"Ah Wan underestimates me."

"Then you teach?"

Yun Heng crossed his arms and shook his head: "I will teach him martial arts."

Ye Sangwan rolled his eyes: Ineffective conversation?

Ye Sangwan thought about it carefully and finally gave him a very standard answer: "Everything is based on Chu'an's wishes."

Yun Heng suddenly smiled with satisfaction and stretched out his head towards her.

Ye Sangwan:?

He said shamelessly: "I want to touch it, like Chu'an did!"

Ye Sangwan snorted, "You're not Chu'an!"

Yun Heng raised the corners of his mouth, quickly closed the distance with her, and whispered in her ear: "It's not impossible."

The evening breeze slowly blew past my cheeks, leaving only a warm and noisy wind.

I don’t know if it was Ye Sangwan’s auditory hallucination, but I just heard a soft sigh: “Ah Wan, don’t be too close to Jiang Yanyao...”

I will be jealous.

The next day, before dawn, Ye Sangwan was awakened by the sound of footsteps coming and going outside the window.

She opened half of the window, and it turned out that Chuan was running with a bucket under Yunheng's supervision.

Running with weights? It's kind of like that.

But, isn’t it a bit too much to go straight to hard work?

Although Chu'an's children have been doing rough work since childhood, but...

Forget it, since Chu'an is willing to learn martial arts, she'd better be out of sight and out of mind and let Yun Heng practice!

Ye Chuan looked at the window that was propped up like an illusion, and was about to cry without tears: Sister, it was Brother Heng who forced me, not my will!

After closing the window, Ye Sang couldn't sleep for an hour and a half, so he got up and made breakfast.

The morning of early autumn was only slightly cool, and the white fish belly was just beginning to appear in the east, so Ye Chuan ended the training.

Ye Sangwan took a special look at Ye Chuan's condition and saw that he was covered in stinky sweat and the skin on his face was red to purple.

He was a little depressed, but he didn't pounce on her as usual, complaining silently and aggrievedly.

Ye Sangwan gave Ye Chuan a thumbs up: "Chu'an is great, he's making progress!"

Ye Chuan only dared to cry in his heart and vented his hatred towards Yun Heng on the big meat bun in his hand.

Seeing that Ye Chuan actually ate two more meat buns, Ye Sangwan looked at Yun Heng with a hint of approval, and even peeled a tea egg for him for the first time.

Ye Sangyan's mood returned to normal after Ye Sangwan's persuasion last night.

Seeing Ye Chuan practicing so hard, she couldn't bear it. She asked cautiously: "Sister, is An'er illiterate?"
Chapter completed!