Chatting all the way, we soon arrived at the main courtyard.
"Zhen'er."
"Sister-in-law."
"Wangzi."
Surprise calls came one after another. Aunt Ye and others who were constantly looking outside came out in surprise. Aunt Ye preferred her grandson, so she hugged him in her arms and chanted "Baby, good grandson" over and over again, with a smile on her face.
The loving smile cannot be hidden no matter what.
Ye Dayong has a reserved personality, and he is also smiling at this time, looking at his eldest daughter's family lovingly: "You are not free these days, it doesn't matter if you come back later, don't tire yourself out."
"When you go back to your parents' house, you just go back to your own home. How can you be tired?"
Ye Zhenzhen said with a smile, her eyes falling on the fourth sister Ye Pengpeng: "Fourth sister, I have no time to visit you these days, how is your health recently? Is your nephew causing trouble?"
Ye Pengpeng touched her nearly six-month-old belly. Her beautiful face was filled with maternal tenderness and love. She said happily: "The baby is very well-behaved, but occasionally he is naughty and punches and kicks me in the belly."
It’s kicking.”
"I can testify."
Wei Jinyu, a first-time father, said with a bit of satisfaction and showoff: "The baby is very naughty. Every time he gets enough rest, he stretches his fists and feet. I even touched his little fist."
I also touched my son's little fist.
Cui Weizhen silently thought that as someone who has been through this before, he would be happy to share his experience of being a father with his brother-in-law. Wei Jinyu was full of enthusiasm and discussed it with him excitedly.
Ye Pengpeng smiled again when he saw this scene, and his smile was as sweet as honey: "Jinyu heard that when sister you were pregnant with Wangzi, the eldest brother-in-law specially found relevant medical books to study. He went to see the eldest brother-in-law a while ago.
I borrowed all the books and studied them, and now I am half a doctor."
Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft. Cui Weizhen and Wei Jinyu who were chatting could not hear it. Ye Zhenzhen and Aunt Ye could also hear it clearly. Aunt Ye, who was coaxing her grandson, had a smile on her face. Ye Zhenzhen also nodded with satisfaction.
nod.
Fortunately, it seems that the previous incident between Mo'er and Li'er did not affect the relationship between the couple, which is enough.
Everyone sat down in the lobby, and the servants brought hot tea. After drinking the warm tea, everyone felt warm.
As soon as they settled down, Qiu Wu came in with a gift list. Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly said to Aunt Ye: "Mom, I brought back some New Year's gifts. You can ask the servants to move them to the warehouse."
"You and Peng Peng are the same. You just need to come back. It's such a waste to bring a bunch of them back every time. You haven't even finished the bird's nests you brought back last time."
Ye Zhenzhen and Ye Pengpeng looked at each other and smiled: "As children we have a future, it is our duty to honor you and your two elders. The bird's nests are for you and your father to replenish your body, so don't be reluctant to part with them. They won't taste good if they are kept for a long time.
Already."
Aunt Ye was both helpless and satisfied. She knew that her daughter's heartfelt wishes could not be rejected, so she went to arrange the New Year's gifts herself. Although her daughter bought enough servants for the family last time, she always maintained the simple smile of the common people.
I don't feel comfortable leaving the things in the warehouse to my servants, even the keys are under her own control.
Regarding this harmless habit, Ye Zhenzhen did not force her mother to change it. Although there was no reason for the master to personally hang the keys and manage the warehouse, it was enough as long as the old lady was happy.
Ye Zhenzhen winked at Qiu Wu, and she immediately understood the elegant meaning and followed the old lady down.
As soon as his grandmother left, Cui Zhiduan pestered his grandfather again. His voice was cute and sweet: "Grandpa, the pony you made for me last time was so fun. Brother Xuchen also thought it was good and asked the servants of the palace to imitate it."
I carved one."
Although Ye Dayong is already known as an old man by others, he has never lost his simplicity and honesty as a farmer. Because he has been working hard in the summer, his skin is as dark and rough as ever, and his smile is no different from that of the old man in the fields.
When he received the praise from his precious grandson, he immediately laughed with satisfaction, and said to his little grandson in a reminiscing and showing-off tone: "In those days, if the craftsmen from all over the country were talking about woodworking skills, your grandfather dared to be the first.
, no one dares to be called second. If I hadn’t injured my hand later, your mother wouldn’t have lived a hard life with my grandfather.”
Cui Zhiduan's eyes inevitably fell on his grandfather's left hand, which had three broken fingers. He carefully reached out and wanted to touch it, but he was afraid of hurting his grandfather, so he just asked with red eyes: "Grandpa, does it still hurt?
?”
Ye Dayong's eyes were also a little red, but those hardships were over after all, and he was not as inferior as before. He even took the initiative to hold his grandson's hand and rub it on his broken finger, and coaxed awkwardly: "Look, morning
It won’t hurt anymore.”
Even so, Cui Zhiduan still acted like a warm little man. He leaned over to give him a few soft calls and said thoughtfully: "Grandpa, don't work in the fields or do carpentry in the future. If you are injured, we will all be very sad."
of."
A closer look showed that his grandfather's hands had many calluses and many small scratches. Cui Zhiduan guessed that they were wounds caused by his grandfather's carpentry work, which made him even more sad.
He always felt that this was a wound left by his grandfather to make toys for him.
Ye Dayong was a little dumbfounded and scratched his head in embarrassment. He couldn't bear to make his grandson sad, but he couldn't let go of the field. He was extremely conflicted for a while.
Ye Zhenzhen took the opportunity to say: "Dad, Wang Zai is right, it hurts your body and hurts the hearts of your children. You are not young now. You were sick a few months ago, but you can't continue to go to the ground."
You have to work hard, otherwise we, the juniors, will not feel at ease."
Ye Dayong looked embarrassed: "If I don't take care of the fields, the crops in the fields will be wasted."
Cui Weizhen suggested: "If my father-in-law cannot let go of the fields on the outskirts of the city, he can buy a few servants to serve them, or rent them to tenants for farming. You can just go to the fields every now and then to give guidance."
Ye Dayong was a little hesitant, but in the final analysis, he still couldn't bear it.
The field has been his lifelong root.
Seeing this, Ye Pengpeng and Wei Jinyu joined the ranks of persuasion. Ye Dayong couldn't resist such intensive bombardment, and finally hesitantly agreed: "Then rent out the land and buy another for a few acres of land."
People are not worthy."
Okay, it's all up to you, as long as you are willing to let it go.
Ye Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief, but was also a little worried that he would not be able to adapt to his retirement life, so she suggested: "If daddy is too busy, you can shovel the flowers in the flowerbed and plant vegetables. It will not only make you tired but also pass the time."
Ye Dayong thought this was a good idea. He had wanted to do this for a long time, but the flowers in the garden were all given by his uncle, so he was too embarrassed to do it.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at his uncle.
Cui Weizhen's mouth twitched and he said against his will: "It's just some flowers and plants. As long as your father-in-law likes it, you can plant whatever you want."