The shocked Ye family members were led into a green silk carriage by servants in a daze. They looked around at the carved beams, painted pillars, green tiles and red roofs in the mansion. Their spirits were so stimulated that they were almost numb.
Not long after, the silk carriage stopped at the entrance of Fuxi Courtyard. The Ye family got off the silk carriage and saw a woman in rich clothes walking out of the courtyard with a baby in her arms. The woman had a beautiful face and a gentle and kind demeanor. She looked nothing but
She was about thirty years old, but her familiar appearance told everyone that she was Cui Weizhen's biological mother, Mrs. Wang.
This woman who called herself Aunt Cui had lived in Yejia Village for several years, but she spent most of her time lingering on her sick bed and never appeared in front of others. Even though the two families came into contact later, Aunt Cui had just recovered from a serious illness at that time, and she was in great shape.
, although the facial features are exquisite and not very eye-catching, everything is going smoothly and the face is as radiant as now, almost as if he has changed into a different person.
Aunt Ye is the same age as her, but in comparison, they look like people of two different generations.
Of course, Aunt Ye didn't care about the difference in appearance between her and her mother-in-law. At this moment, she was completely attracted by the chubby baby in her mother's arms. His dark eyes looked curiously at the little boy.
With little bubbles popping out of his mouth, when he saw his familiar parents, he immediately burst out into a smile and started babbling.
The soft and tender voice is like melted caramel, which is sweet to the bottom of one's heart.
Aunt Ye didn't dare to say anything out loud, so she walked carefully to Aunt Cui and asked in a low voice, "Mom, is this my precious grandson?"
Aunt Ye and Ye Dayong have always regretted not being able to wait until Ye Zhenzhen gave birth before returning to their hometown. Ye Zhenzhen often included a portrait of Wangzi when writing letters home, but it was a portrait after all, and the child changed every month.
Son, what can be more vivid than seeing it with your own eyes?
Aunt Cui knew that she was serious about boxing, so she immediately handed Wangzi into her hands: "It's our Wangzi. Good boy, Wangzi, this is my grandmother, do you remember? Your mother-in-law asked you to see the portrait.
"
Wangzi has a very arrogant temperament, and not just anyone can hug him. This time he was handed into Aunt Ye's arms. He surprisingly didn't make a fuss. He looked at the woman in front of him with widened black eyes, round and round.
The round head tilted cutely, and the little expression was extremely curious, as if he was wondering how the person in the painting came out.
Aunt Ye was so cute by her little grandson's innocent and cute appearance. She had obviously raised four children, but now she became restrained and carefully held her little grandson in her arms. The smile on her face was extremely stiff: "Wangzi, I
It’s grandma. Does your little grandson know grandma?”
Wangzai cooed a few times to save her face, but her attention was quickly attracted by the tiger baby next to her. She immediately became excited, kicked up her short and fat calves, and waved her chubby hands in a gesture that was clearly meant to
hug.
Although Aunt Ye wanted to hold her grandson for a while longer, she couldn't bear to let him down, so she reluctantly handed her grandson over to Huwa. At the same time, she kept telling her: "Be careful, be careful, don't drop Wangzi."
Huwa couldn't help but curled his lips: "Humph, I often hold Wangzi, and I am very skilled at it."
He was indeed very skilled. As soon as he got started, he adjusted the little nephew's comfortable posture and made an exaggerated grimace, which made Wangzi burst into laughter.
The child's clear laughter echoed in everyone's hearts like a silver bell. Ye Dayong felt itchy and unbearable, and kept rubbing his hands. He also wanted to hold his grandson, but he was afraid that he would not be liked by his clumsy, so he had to stay at home.
The mother-in-law kept asking: "Damn it, how does Wangzi's hand feel? Do you press your hands? Are your legs and feet strong..."
Aunt Ye rubbed the arm that Wangzi kicked, with a loving smile on her face: "Master, our little grandson's legs and feet are very strong. My arm hurts from the kick."
"That's good, that's good..."
Ye Dayong also showed the same silly smile, and then he realized what he was doing and said quickly: "My dear, where does your arm hurt? Let me rub it for you."
"Go, go, there are so many people, you are not ashamed."
The laughter of the old couple Ye Dayong and Aunt Ye did not attract the attention of others. Everyone present had their own concerns.
Ye Boshan actually wanted to hug his great-grandson, but he could bear it anyway. He bowed to Aunt Cui and said, "Thank you, Madam, for taking good care of my old grandson. Siya and Huwa are bothering you every day."
It’s been a long time, now we have to trouble you to entertain you, I’m really ashamed.”
Aunt Cui gave in and said, "Ye Village..." As soon as she finished speaking, she remembered that Ye Boshan was no longer the village chief. She quickly changed her title: "Uncle Ye, you're welcome. Zhen Zhen is my daughter-in-law. It's my duty to take care of her younger brothers and sisters."
The meaning is not worth mentioning."
The implication is that the Cui family should be kind to the people in the eldest room of the Ye family, but forget about the people in other rooms.
I don’t know if Ye Boshan heard it or not, but Li Erniang didn’t.
She looked at the elegant Aunt Cui who was wearing gold and silver with jealousy. Who would have thought that the woman who was dying of illness would have such a good life? If her grandchildren were successful, she would also be able to enjoy the life of the old lady.
Good luck.
I don't know what she thought of, but there was a bit of relief on her face. Like a good friend she hadn't seen for many years, she warmly held Aunt Cui's hand and said, "What the in-laws said is true. Our family will not
Talking about two families, there is no point in worrying about how close we are to each other. Let me tell you, our two families are destined to be together. If the head of the family hadn't taken in your mother and son back then, Brother Zhen and Si Ya wouldn't have the same fate."
At the end, she chewed her teeth and felt a little annoyed. If she had known this day, she would never have given up the opportunity to get married to Da Ya. After all, Da Fang was separated from her by one layer. If her biological granddaughter Er was
How nice it would be...
Seeing her mentioning her old friendship again, Aunt Cui's expression dimmed. They did rely on the Ye family to take in their mother and son, but they also paid conditions. Not to mention the money, they even arranged Brother Zhen's marriage. Fortunately, they got married.
Zhen'er is a good, well-informed and sensible child. If she were someone like Ye Jiajia, Brother Zhen would be in big trouble.
Ye Boshan seemed to see the displeasure on Aunt Cui's face, and glared at Li Erniang majestically. Seeing her flinch, he turned to Aunt Cui and said: "Old things are not worth mentioning again. Brother Zhen is the daughter of a famous family."
, Yejia Village is grateful to the two of them for settling down here, and I don’t know how much credit they have received. Just talking about the clan school established by Brother Zhen, I don’t know how many Ye family members have become talented people. The villagers are grateful for this, and think about Brother Zhen every day.
."
When she heard others praising her son, Aunt Cui's face brightened a little: "That's a compliment. Repaying kindness is just what a gentleman does."
