Chapter 910 I don’t even know where to take pictures of you!
Everyone knew that his son had not yet had a holiday from school. Maybe he had hidden it from his son, so his son had not come back yet. His wife had come back twice, and others asked her about Ye Fengqiao's condition. Originally, he was just slightly haggard.
Her expression was instantly sad, and her eyes were red, and she was about to cry. "I was transferred to the provincial hospital. I woke up and fell asleep. When I woke up, I slept less and less! You don't know how afraid I was that she would fall asleep like this.
I can’t wake up!” She burst into tears at the end.
The person who asked looked at her and rubbed her red eyes. The words that were swirling around her mouth were swallowed back because she couldn't ask them. And every time she came back, she couldn't say a few words to anyone, and then left in a hurry. Look at this
Due to the situation, it may be difficult for Ye Zhenshan’s family to return to Yejiazhai for reunion this year.
Ye Zhendong's expression suddenly changed when he heard Ye Xuanwu calling him Fifth Grandpa. He nervously opened his eyes and threw pictures into the crowd, searching for Ye Zhenshan's figure.
"What is this kid yelling for?" The onlookers looked for a long time without seeing Ye Zhenshan's shadow. They felt a little disappointed and dissatisfied with Ye Xuanwu's yelling.
'That's right! Where is Ye Zhenshan?'
‘It’s just the same! What are the people without a shadow shouting about?’
There were echoes from the crowd, indicating that there were many people who were dissatisfied with Ye Xuanwu's call for nothing. Ye Xuanwu ignored these people's words and looked very scared. In the eyes of everyone, the child's face was full of panic.
He looked very afraid of Ye Zhendong.
Ye Zhendong looked at the half-grown boy in front of him. What looked like panic in others' eyes became provocation in his eyes. He was so angry that his teeth were itching, but in front of so many people, he couldn't do anything to a child. Besides, he couldn't do anything to a child.
With this kid's mentality, he was still a little worried that if he did it, he would make a mistake.
"You're just stupid, what are you shouting about? I didn't see your great grandfather's face changing color because of fear?" This joke made everyone present laugh.
As the protagonist whose face was frightened, Ye Zhendong was very annoyed. He smiled at Ye Xuanwu and said: "This is how your father usually teaches you! It's not a big deal when you see an elder who doesn't know how to call someone.
What a screamer!"
Ye Xuanwu, who always believed that he was born extraordinary, was usually dissatisfied with Ye Qiaoyou in many aspects. However, this dissatisfaction was only his dissatisfaction. He could not see or hear anyone say anything bad about Ye Qiaoyou.
At this moment, Ye Zhendong, whom he had no good feelings for, said, "Ye Qiaoyou didn't teach him well." He felt so angry that he even put aside his pretense of fear and curled his lips with dissatisfaction on his face.
"My dad doesn't know how to teach, and he never taught me to break into other people's houses at night and stab them with a knife!"
"You little brat, even your father doesn't dare to stand up to me in public..."
Before Ye Zhendong could finish his impetuous words, Ye Xuanwu shouted loudly: "My father is not very courageous, but I am more courageous than him! This is like the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves in front, and beating the waves in front to death on the beach. You are still the one in front."
In front of you, I don’t even know where to take pictures of you!”
Ye Xuanwu's words made Ye Zhendong's dark face drop several degrees in an instant, and his eyes as cold as ice stared at Ye Xuanwu.
Ye Xuanwu looked at him with a smile but not a smile, and his expression was very similar to the way Ye Zhenshan looked for him when he was a child. Thinking of Ye Zhenshan, Ye Zhendong couldn't help but think about how he had been oppressed by Ye Zhenshan under the old man's suppression over the years.
'Things.
When Ye Zhendong's eyes were about to burst out with anger, when he looked at Ye Xuanwu again, the Ye Xuanwu in front of him was no longer Ye Xuanwu, but the face of Ye Zhenshan since he was a child and the slightly immature face of Ye Xuanwu changed back and forth and overlapped.