The lights in the ward were bright, and the fragrance of flowers was floating in the air. Ye Shengwei felt sorry for his sister and wanted a VIP ward for Ye Beibei. Ye Beibei leaned on the bed, looked at his brother beside him, and thought about his two children, even though
There is a father watching over the two children at home, but she is still worried.
She knew her father, how could a man who had spent his whole life on the stage take care of children? Xiao Moting at home was fine, but what about little Moyan? Can his father take care of a one-year-old child?
Ye Zhichu was at home with his two children, and he was always thinking about Ye Beibei's situation. After a while, he called Ye Shengwei to ask how Ye Beibei was doing and if he was feeling better.
Ye Beibei heard her father's anxious voice through the phone, and heard little Mo Yan crying over there, and said to Ye Shengwei: "Brother, our ward is also a single room anyway, and there is an empty bed for the escort, how about you
Let dad bring his two children over. Dad cares about me, and I also care about the children."
Ye Shengwei thought for a while, agreed, and told his father to bring the two children to the hospital.
Thinking that her father was coming to the hospital soon, Ye Beibei's mood became complicated. She thought about how she had been unwilling to listen to her parents' advice all these years, but her parents' love for her was as strong as a mountain.
Those eyes that cannot be loved enough, those careful hugs, those soft and warm touches, those selfless efforts day and night, she was once the treasure in their hands, the cherished little princess, it was she who gave this to her
Love is lost, and parents’ hearts are also broken!
About an hour later, Ye Zhichu brought Xiao Moting and Xiao Moyan to Ye Beibei's ward. As soon as the ward door opened, Xiao Moting took his brother's hand and ran to Ye Beibei's bedside, and the two children said
They all mouthed "Mom." But Ye Beibei looked at her father standing at the door.
Ye Zhichu was still strong and strong, with a straight back. His exquisitely tailored casual clothes made him more elegant and graceful. Ye Beibei felt an inexplicable grievance in his heart and cried out: "Dad."
Looking at Ye Beibei, Ye Zhichu's face showed distress, sadness, and a hint of anger, but he didn't say anything after all. All the expressions quickly disappeared on his face, leaving only reddish eye circles.
, he sighed slightly and said: "Beibei, you child!"
Ye Beibei took advantage of her father to walk into the room and wiped her eyes. She could not let her father see her cry. No parent in this world could be indifferent to the tears of their children.
She lowered her head and looked at her two children. Xiao Moting was fairly well-dressed and his face was clean, but Xiao Moting looked a little embarrassed. His outer clothes were buttoned in the wrong place, and his face looked washed.
, but there were still some traces of soy sauce on the corners of her mouth. I saw my mother sitting on the bed, crawling up.
"Mo Yan, right? I was so busy just now that my uncle didn't even take a good look at you. Come on, let me give you a hug." Ye Shengwei smiled and held little Mo Yan in his arms, "Baby, mommy is not feeling well right now. Uncle
Let me hold you first!" He reached out and touched Xiao Moting's head again, "Mo Ting, you are such a good boy, have you had enough to eat with grandpa?"
"Well, I'm full." Xiao Moting liked this gentle uncle very much.
Ye Zhichu sat on the sofa to one side by himself, with his feet apart and standing shoulder-to-shoulder, with a kind face and good etiquette. Ye Beibei thought that his father would teach him a few words, but Ye Zhichu didn't ask or say anything.
, teasing the two children with his son.
Seeing how Xiao Moting and Xiao Moyan were getting close to their father, Ye Beibei knew that these three people, old and young, had gotten along well in the past short period of time.
She could not say any words of gratitude to her father and brother, but her eyes were slightly moist and her heart was moved.
Ye Beibei stayed in the hospital for three days. Her father, brother and little Mo Yan stayed with her for three days. Xiao Moting went to school as usual every day. Ye Beibei lay on the bed and guided his father and brother to take care of little Mo Yan.
Talk to yourself.
Both Ye Zhichu and Ye Shengwei knew that Ye Beibei was unwilling to return to the home of University B. When Ye Beibei was discharged from the hospital, they unanimously chose to return to the home where Ye Beibei currently lives. Fortunately, Ye Beibei's home is not a small one.
, it’s not too crowded to accommodate two grown men at once.
That night, Ye Shengwei went to cook, specially cooking two stomach-nourishing dishes, and two sweets suitable for children. The family sat around the table, and Ye Zhichu led the table in a humorous manner.
On the topic, Ye Shengwei and Xiao Moting talked about making trouble.
Little Moyan started talking early. He was able to call his mother when he was eight months old. He was able to call Li Minglang his uncle when he was nine months old. When he saw his real uncle, grandpa, he called him even more joyfully. Ye Zhichu and Ye Shengwei
I was extremely happy to be called by him, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was unprecedentedly lively.
After eating, Ye Zhichu saw that the two children had already left the table. Xiao Moting took little Mo Yan to play. He slowly calmed down and discussed her personal life with Ye Beibei for the first time in three days.
The topic is, "Beibei, have you ever thought about what you will do in the future?"
Ye Beibei's mind has been in a state of confusion these past two days. It seems that once her father and brother came back, she couldn't even use her brain now that she had someone to rely on. She was also depressed. She bit her chopsticks and shook her head, "I haven't thought about it yet."
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"Beibei, you know that dad is not an arbitrary and forceful person." Ye Zhichu looked at Ye Beibei with a calm and tolerant expression, "Since you were little, your mother and I have let you do whatever you like.
Yes, if you want to learn dancing, we support you; if you want to learn calligraphy, we support you; your mother and I are a professor in the School of Liberal Arts and the other is a professor in the School of Science, but if you want to study in the School of Foreign Languages, we also support you.
, the only time we did not support you was your marriage to Jiang Yuezhou, but in the end, we still let you make your choice and did not do anything drastic to destroy your marriage to Jiang Yuezhou."
The smile on Ye Beibei's face froze, and her back became stiff. The marriage between Jiang Yuezhou and herself was a wound in her heart, a thorn in her heart between her and her parents, which had been like beads since she was a child.
If a child raised by Bao abandons his parents for a man, this kind of thing will make the parents extremely sad.
"Your brother and sister-in-law have settled abroad. The children need someone to take care of them, so your mother will stay abroad. Your mother and I cannot be separated. I am employed by a foreign university, so your mother and I will not return to China for the time being.
I have discussed it with your brother in the past two days. You are a child who is too immature to handle things decisively and prudently. Your several relationship failures show that you have a personality defect in this aspect and are not suitable for taking care of you.
The two children are living alone in China, so it is better to go abroad with us!" Ye Zhichu looked at Ye Beibei with a somewhat complicated expression, with a little melancholy and a hint of affection.