"Bitong followed you, which is really a sin, and I suffered a lot.
As a father, what have you done for a pair of children?
For more than ten years, you and I didn't even know that Xiao Ci existed, and it was Ge'er who went through all the trouble to get her brother back.
Bi Tong was once the goddess in a boy's dream for thousands of years, but she was blinded by love and chose you. It really shouldn't have happened.
As a husband, what have you done for your wife? Can she enjoy a life of glory, wealth and ease by your side?
No, nothing.
You think that a man is of a gentle nature, values love and justice, and is of flesh and blood. You think that a man should stand upright, protect his family and country, and protect his brothers.
But if you can't even protect your own wife and daughter, what kind of man are you?"
Ye Jingfeng didn't know what happened between Ye Jingfeng and Yan Bingtong in the past time, but judging from Yan Bingtong's reaction just now, it was definitely suffering and aggrieved.
Ye Qingtian used to have a lot of contact with Yan Bingtong. The more he looked at this daughter-in-law, the more he liked her. He also knew that Yan Bingtong was not the daughter of a delicate girl. If she was not really wronged, she would never cry uncontrollably.
And this only shows that Ye Jingfeng is by no means a competent husband.
Ye Qingtian held the bamboo stick and wanted to hit it, but because Jiu Ci made such a fuss, he lost some of his anger.
"Bitong, tell me honestly, did this brat betray you?
Don't be aggrieved, as long as this old man like me lives in this world, no other woman can even think of stepping into the door of our Ye family."
Ye Qingtian said angrily.
Yan Bingtong looked at Ye Jingfeng distressedly, took Ye Qingtian's arm, hurriedly took away the bamboo stick, and smiled: "Dad, Jingfeng is not that kind of person, you wrongly blamed him."
"You kid, you always like to be forbearing, so just say so."
Ye Qingtian said anxiously: "I told you in the early years that Night Jingfeng is not suitable for you, but you refused to listen. Now you are better, you know how hard it is."
Ye Qingtian looked at Ye Jingfeng with hatred, and the anger in those eyes made Ye Jingfeng's heart beat with fear.
Is this really my father? Ye Jingfeng once suspected that he had picked it up from outside.
"Grandpa, you have misunderstood Dad. Dad has never had such thoughts."
Say it softly.
Ye Qingtian glared again: "How dare he have such thoughts?
He is afraid that he has eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard!"
However, with Qing Ge talking, Ye Qingtian's mood was no longer so excited, but he still had doubts about why Yan Bingtong was wronged.
Outside the corridor, the gauze demon walked towards me holding my grandfather. My grandfather's steps were fast, and the crutch in his hand kept standing still.
As he approached this room, Grandpa's pace gradually slowed down. When he was about to reach the door, Grandpa seemed to feel something and suddenly turned his back.
Yan Bingtong walked across the threshold, her eyes brightened slightly, and that figure appeared in her eyes.
Once, because she insisted on marrying Ye Jingfeng, she stubbornly severed the relationship with her grandfather.
At that time, my grandfather was very popular and the most famous person in Luohua City. He exuded competence and indifference.
Twenty years have passed, and Yan Bingtong looked at her back and finally understood what the ruthlessness of time is.
Yan Bingtong's footsteps were very heavy. Every time she stepped on them, it was difficult to lift them up. She felt many years of guilt in her heart.
Now that I am a mother, I realize that being a mother is not easy until I reach middle age.
Her grandfather raised her by himself and sacrificed too much, but she broke up with him because of so-called love.
At this moment, Yan Bingtong didn't even know whether her idea back then was right or wrong.
Standing behind Grandpa, Yan Bingtong stopped, raised her hand but froze it in mid-air, clenched it into a fist anxiously, then slowly released it, and finally raised a long finger and tapped Grandpa.
Grandpa's back.
Grandpa stood motionless like a sculpture, his eyes trembling, his face covered with frost as always, and he didn't know what his emotion was.
Yan Bingtong frowned, her eyes were reddish, and she poked her grandfather again.
On the other side, Qing Ge and others came out of the house and looked at this scene with confusion, and no one meant to say anything.
Grandpa always ignored him and didn't move a muscle.
Qingge couldn't figure out what her grandfather was thinking. Grandpa knew that Yan Bingtong was still alive and had been looking for Yan Bingtong for many years.
How would Grandpa feel at this moment?
The singer was sweating slightly. The scene in front of her was more distressing than a huge war.
I knew that my grandfather would not push Yan Bingtong away, but I was still afraid that my grandfather would blame Yan Bingtong.
After all, neither Ye Qingtian nor his grandfather knew the injustice Yan Bingtong had suffered over the years.
It is precisely because Qingge knows this that no matter how cruel the empty ending is, she will never be soft-hearted.
She always believes that people should be responsible for what they have done, and if they are wrong, they must be punished accordingly.
Even if Kong is punished by going to hell and never having peace, Qing Ge will never blink an eye.
Facing the cruel and ruthless enemy, Qing Ge has never been merciful.
Yan Bingtong lowered her eyes, with tears hanging on her eyelashes. She was poking her grandfather's back with her finger, but finally put it down weakly and helplessly.
Yan Bingtong frowned, as if she was thinking about something, her eyes were full of pain.
After a long time, Yan Bingtong suddenly stretched out her hands and hugged her grandfather from behind, resting her side face on his grandfather's back.
"Mom, I miss you."
Yan Bingtong doesn't look like a mother. She seems to have gone back more than 20 years ago, but she knows how to be gentle to her mother.
Grandpa's heart trembled, he gritted his teeth slightly, unwilling to look back, and stared straight ahead, staring into the abyss of the night.
In the past twenty years, she never gave up looking for Yan Bingtong. Even if there was never good news, she always believed that Yan Bingtong was still alive.
Yan Bingtong hugged her grandfather tightly, her hands slightly clenched into fists, and her brows furrowed tightly.
"Mom, are you still blaming me?"
Yan Bingtong said softly.
Grandpa remained motionless and silent, not saying a word.
Yan Bingtong blinked slightly, pursed her lips, sighed, and reluctantly withdrew her hands from hugging her grandfather.
At this moment, Grandpa stretched out his hand and put it on the back of Yan Bingtong's hand, preventing Yan Bingtong from taking his hand away.
The grandfather still didn't speak, but Yan Bingtong was ecstatic, his eyes were shining, and he looked up.
Seeing this, Qing Ge breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.
"I was wrong."
Yan Bingtong lowered her head, intending to submit and say aggrievedly.
The grandfather snorted and looked back, his eyes as sharp as a blade of light, staring directly at Ye Qingtian: "Look at what your good son has done to my daughter."
At the end, the grandfather glared at Yan Bingtong: "Now you know that the person you met is not a human being. Anyway, Ge'er Xiaoci has grown up, so you don't have to worry about it. Hurry up and get rid of that night of Jingfeng. For my mother, I will do it for you."
I have planned some good men, no matter how bad they are, they are still a hundred times better than his night terrors!"
"Old woman, why are you talking?
As the saying goes, it is better to demolish a temple than to destroy a marriage, look what you are doing?"
Ye Qingtian was sulky, completely forgetting that he had exactly the same tone as his grandfather just now.