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Chapter 67 The Past (Part 2)

"your mom?"

Ye Dongping's expression froze when he heard this, and he looked at Ye Tian with somewhat scattered eyes. It turns out that the son who has never asked his mother a word for so many years just hid this feeling?

Not just his son, Ye Dongping asked himself, how could he ever forget that woman? Otherwise, Ye Dongping would not have found his significant other until today.

After being silent for a while, Ye Dongping raised his eyes to look at his son and said: "Ye Tian, ​​your mother is probably not in the country. There is no point in telling you now. Let's talk about it later..."

In the past ten years or so, Ye Dongping has not inquired about Ye Tian's mother. Through some old classmates, he learned that Ye Tian's mother went abroad in the early 1980s, and there has been no news of her return in these years.

Coupled with the resentment towards Ye Tian's mother's family, Ye Dongping didn't want his son to have anything to do with them. Sometimes living a mediocre life was not a kind of happiness.

Seeing his father's painful look, Ye Tian didn't ask any more questions. He put down the clothes in his hands. Ye Tian stepped forward and hugged his father's shoulders and said, "Dad, when I see my aunt and the others, you will also go to Beijing."

Well, we are all a family after all, we can’t live without seeing each other for the rest of our lives, right?”

Ye Tian did learn a little bit about his father's past.

When his father and mother got married, it seemed that both families disagreed. Ye Tian's grandfather even sent several telegrams to reprimand his son, while Ye Tian's aunt sent a telegram to say that the old man was critically ill.

However, when Ye Dongping rushed back to Beijing after a long journey, he found that nothing happened to the old man. He just disagreed with his son's marriage. Ye Dongping was so angry that he had a big quarrel with his family and returned to the countryside.

The second year after Ye Dongping returned, Ye Tian was born. Just when Ye Dongping was working to earn work points and raising Ye Tian's mother and son, another telegram was sent to his family, the content of which was exactly the same as a year ago.

, only five words: Father is critically ill, come home soon!

For more than a year, Ye Dongping's correspondence with his family was almost always quarrels. When he saw this telegram, he thought it was another fake.

In addition, the production team would need labor to expand the reservoir. In order to make Ye Tian's mother and son's life better, Ye Dongping spent most of the year working in the reservoir and had no chance to verify the authenticity of the contents of this telegram.

It was only half a year later, when Ye Dongping came home from the reservoir construction site, that he saw his eldest sister wearing a filial piety on her arm. After being slapped twice, Ye Dongping realized what a big mistake he had made.

Ye Dongping, who felt deeply guilty, did not get the understanding of his eldest sister who had loved him since childhood. The letters he sent home in the future were all in vain. This was the main reason why he did not return to Beijing after the policy allowed him to return to the city.

"Besides, it was my father's fault back then, so I don't blame them for blaming me..."

Ye Dongping smiled a little reluctantly. If his sister at home refused to forgive him, then his father's death would become a knot that he would never be able to untie for the rest of his life.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. When you arrive in Beijing, please don't cause trouble. I know you can punch and kick, but you are not allowed to fight with others..."

Ye Dongping couldn't help but tell his son again. He knew that his son's current harmless appearance was just an appearance. In reality, he could cause more trouble than anyone else.

Ye Tian's luggage is very simple, with a few pieces of underwear in an ordinary travel bag. He plans to go to Beijing to buy clothes and bedding after the season changes. The habit he has developed over the years makes him dislike going out with large and small bags.

Looking at the time, it was already half past one in the afternoon. There were no trains in the small county town, and it would take more than an hour to get to the city train station. The father and son locked the door and prepared to go out.

Carrying his son's travel bag, Ye Dongping glanced at Ye Tian's wallet on the back of his jeans and said dissatisfied: "You kid, can't you put your wallet away?"

Ye Tian divided the 10,000 yuan given by his father into two parts, put 8,000 yuan in his travel bag, and put the other 2,000 yuan into his wallet and stuffed it behind his butt. The bulge was very conspicuous.

After hearing what his father said, Ye Tian laughed and said nonchalantly: "Dad, the person who can steal your son's money hasn't been born yet..."

It's not Ye Tian's boast. On the train from Jiangnan to Hebei, no one without foresight dared to take action against him.

Following his master all over the world, although Ye Tian rarely intervened to meddle in other people's business, there were times when someone took the initiative to provoke him. Ye Tian did not call the police and just followed the rules of the world. At least several of his hands were disabled in these years.

As the saying goes, like rats, like rats, like thieves, like thieves, Ye Tian goes out for a walk every year, and there has long been rumors on the street that there is a very aggressive little ancestor who must not be messed with, so he rarely goes out in recent years.

Encountered these things.

After hearing his son's words, Ye Dongping knocked over him with a loud bang, "You brat, these days you're not afraid of thieves, but they are worried about them. How capable can you be as a child? You have to be low-key, do you understand?"

Although he knew that his son was not a person who had never been out, Ye Dongping still asked Ye Tian to take out his wallet and put it in his jacket pocket, then opened the car door and drove Ye Tian to the train station.

The train station in every city is the most chaotic place with the highest crime rate in the city, but for Ye Tian, ​​this kind of place where dragons and snakes are mixed makes him feel extremely familiar.

When Ye Tian walked into the waiting hall carrying his bag, he glanced around and could see a few guys looking into other people's pockets with stern eyebrows. This month was when students were reporting for the start of school, so naturally the three hands were active.

However, the wealth of a bad person is like killing his parents. Ye Tian, ​​who is well versed in the rules of the world, will not do such boring things. The police don't care, so why should he be a good citizen?

"The XXX train from Shanghai to Beijing has entered the station. Passengers please check your tickets and prepare to get on the train..."

After waiting at the train station for more than an hour, the station announcement finally sounded the arrival announcement for the train Ye Tian was riding.

"Hey, where's dad?"

Ye Tian stood up and queued at the back of the queue, only to find that his father who had just been sitting next to him was missing. Since the train only stayed at this station for ten minutes, Ye Tian was helpless and could only carry his bag through the ticket gate.

"Ye Tian, ​​Ye Tian, ​​open the window..."

As soon as he found a seat in the carriage and sat down, Ye Tian heard his father's shout. He stretched his head and looked out the window. Ye Dongping was holding a platform ticket in his right hand and a bag of fruit in his left hand. His face was covered with sweat.

, was tapping the car window anxiously.

After opening the window and taking the fruit from his father's hand, the train started slowly. Looking at his father's no longer young face and some white hair on his temples, which was gradually fading away from his sight, Ye Tian didn't know what was going on in his eyes.

By then, it was already full of tears.

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