The Most Beautiful Years Met You [8] The extra day in this home
"Calabash baby, calabash baby, seven flowers on a vine, not afraid of wind or rain, la la la..."
The ringtone of "King Kong Calabash Baby" resounded throughout the bedroom.
After a long while, the curled-up 'silkworm chrysalis' on the bed slowly unfolded, and a delicate white arm stretched out from under the warm mulberry silk quilt, touched randomly, and took the mobile phone on the bed.
"Hello?" Ye Hehuan squinted his eyes, and his voice was jittery when he just woke up.
"Oh, are you still sleeping?" A slightly effeminate voice sounded on the other end of the phone: "I heard that you went out to play last night and met someone?"
The person who called was her childhood friend who grew up with her. Her surname was Qin and her given name was Shousheng. When she graduated from junior high school, she was kissed by a man by mistake. Since then, she has been on the gay road.
Ye Hehuan sat up and leaned on his head. Without opening his eyes, he said confusedly, "Hmm," "Is something wrong?"
"It's snowing outside, can you see it?"
The curtains in the room were tightly drawn, and she heard Qin Shousheng's high-pitched voice: "You finally came back from Vancouver, and you have to come out to get together. I think it's just today. Let's invite a few more people and go skiing together."
How is it? There just happened to be a new ski resort over there in Lingshan."
"Let's talk about it later." Ye Hehuan did not agree immediately, hung up the phone, lifted the quilt and got under the bed.
On the floor next to her were the clothes she wore last night, including black stockings, a red hip-hugging skirt, and an ice blue wig. She stepped on these things and was wearing a silk loose t-shirt.
shirt, revealing a pair of long white legs, and went to the bathroom barefoot.
Whether it is the bathroom or the bedroom, the layout remains the same as it was six years ago. Even the shampoo brand purchased for her is her favorite.
But... my favorite is only the past.
Before Ye Hehuan brushed her teeth, she moved her hand to the sink and threw the bottle of shampoo from a distance, right into the trash can.
After brushing her teeth for a while, she looked up at the girl in the mirror.
There is mint-flavored foam in her mouth, and her facial features have grown a lot compared to when she was sent away six years ago. They are young and bright, with a full forehead, long and curved dark eyebrows, a straight nose bridge, and a slightly upward tip of the tail.
Her cat-like eyes, medium-sized lips, are bright red and plump, and she has a sexy look that makes you kiss.
Her mother, Han Minjing, was one of the most beautiful women, but she hated seeing her face so much, ever since she learned about the affair between Ye Zanwen and Yin Lian.
Because she looks like her father.
When Ye Hehuan was nine years old, Han Minjing fell ill and when he tried to chop her with a fruit knife, he said with scarlet eyes that when he saw her, he would think of her husband and sister's betrayal.
A woman who is crazy about love vents all her resentment towards her husband on her children.
Ye Hehuan looked at his own face in the mirror with cold eyes. He suddenly picked up a handful of cold water and poured it on the mirror. The water slowly fell along the mirror surface.
Six years ago, Ye Zanwen took Yin Lian home while Ye Jiming was away on business. Han Minjing was stimulated to the point where her condition worsened, and she was later sent to a mental sanatorium. She, who had just graduated from elementary school, lost six months of her pregnancy due to Yin Lian's induced labor.
The older boy was thrown directly to Vancouver by the furious Ye Zanwen.
It was also that year that Yin Lian came into the house and took her daughter Ye Jingyu, who was five months younger than Ye Hehuan, to become the new 'mistress' of the Ye family.
Outside, the door was knocked by the nanny: "Miss, are you awake? The old minister asked me to call you down for breakfast."
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Ye Hehuan walked to the jogging platform and heard the laughter and laughter in the restaurant. He paused in his steps and clenched his fingers on the armrests without much expression on his face.
"Grandpa, take a look and see which one you like. I'll take the pictures later. After you pay, the goods will probably arrive tomorrow."
Ye Jingyu sat tall and tall next to Ye Jiming. She was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with straight bangs and curvy hair. She was wearing a British-style winter skirt. She looked pure and beautiful no matter how she looked. She handed the phone to the old man and patiently
Showed some photos of purple clay teapots to Ye Jiming: "I think this one is pretty good, made in Jingdezhen."
"You girl, you are eating, can't you show it to your grandpa later?" the beautiful woman who came out of the kitchen carrying milk said in a pretended reproach.
Ye Jingyu stuck out her tongue eloquently.
Ye Jiming chuckled and waved his hand: "Jingjing is also showing filial piety. I think I'll buy this."
"Okay, I'll note it down and I'll pay it to you later."
The middle-aged man sitting on the other side of Ye Jiming shook his wife's hand. The couple looked at each other and smiled. He said to Ye Jing: "Let's eat first."
Ye Jingyu was about to pick up the chopsticks, but inadvertently turned her eyes and saw the person coming this way, her smile froze, "Sister, are you down?"
The voices in the restaurant suddenly disappeared, and the warm and harmonious atmosphere also disappeared.
Ye Jiming took off his reading glasses, saw his eldest granddaughter, and immediately said to Ye Jing: "Jingjing, this seat is for your sister, please move to the side."
Ye Jingyu's expression suddenly changed.
Unfortunately, Ye Jiming didn't see it. He waved to Ye Hehuan with a kind smile: "Come, sit next to grandpa, and let us talk."
Ye Hehuan's waist-length hair was tied into a high ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead and beautiful forehead. Her oval face had delicate and beautiful facial features. She was wearing a sweater and jeans. She didn't seem to notice the discomfort of the 'family of three'.
Luo Luo sat gracefully in Ye Jingyu's original position and respectfully called "Grandpa".
The morning sun shines through the window.
Mr. Ye was sitting in the upper seat, with a crutch beside him. Although his temples were gray, he was still in good spirits, his spine was very straight, and his eyes were clear and sharp. He was not useless at all like an old man. The first two
In 2000, he took a back seat and lived a leisurely life at home.
"Lao Li said yesterday that I didn't pick you up at the airport. Where did you go? Grandpa asked my aunt at home to cook some of your favorite dishes."
Ye Jiming pretended to be angry, but everyone present could hear the concern and love in his tone.
"I have a friend who went back to China with me. I saw that Uncle Li never came, so he took her car and left." Ye Hehuan said with a smile.
"How is that possible?" Ye Jiming said with a tigerish face: "Before I went out to play chess with your Grandpa Xie, I clearly told Lao Li to wait at the airport after lunch."
"Dad." Yin Lian suddenly said.
She glanced at Ye Hehuan who was looking down at drinking milk, tugged the corners of her lips, and explained: "Yesterday afternoon, Zanwen's company was short of a car, so I asked Lao Li to go there."
Ye Zanwen followed closely: "That's what I meant."
The tone was a bit urgent, for fear that Ye Jiming would vent his anger on Yin Lian if he spoke too slowly.
Ye Hehuan raised his eyes and looked at the man opposite him. After almost six years, Ye Zanwen had not changed much, except for a few fine lines at the corners of his eyes. He had the elegance of a successful businessman, and he did not look like a heartless man.
Indeed, he is an infatuated person, but he is only infatuated with the woman Yin Lian.
Hearing that he was protecting Yin Lian, Ye Hehuan put down his cup, raised the corners of his lips, smiled forcefully, and said to Ye Jiming: "Grandpa, forget it."
Ye Zanwen frowned.
"Isn't it just a car thing? I don't think my mother did it on purpose. Who would want to give people the excuse that a stepmother treats her first wife's child harshly?"
Yin Lian's body was stiff and her eyes were red. She looked like she was about to burst into tears when she felt aggrieved.
For mistresses, words like 'little mom' are probably what bother them the most.
Ye Hehuan glanced at her sarcastically, held the old man's hand and shook it coquettishly: "I know what you mean, isn't that great?"
The old man's face softened slightly: "Have you passed your driver's license test? It will be your eighteenth birthday in a few days. Ask your dad to buy you a good car then."
Ye Zanwen didn't answer, obviously unwilling to buy this car.
Ye Jiming glanced at his son, snorted coldly, patted Ye Hehuan's hand, and said in a loving tone: "If your father doesn't want to, Grandpa Qian will pay for it. Grandpa still has some savings."
"Dad, that's not what I meant." Ye Zanwen said: "He Huan came back this time to attend a funeral. He stayed there not long ago, bought a car and put it in the garage as a decoration."
"Why didn't I know you were so prudent in your life before?!" Ye Jiming's face darkened, he put down his chopsticks, took the crutches and stood up.
Yin Lian hurriedly said: "Dad, you haven't eaten much yet..."
"Why are you still eating? I'm afraid some people already think my old man is an eyesore."
Yin Lian tugged on her husband's sleeve and wanted to say something else, but Ye Jiming turned around and called Ye Hehuan: "Huanhuan, when you're full, you'll go for a walk with grandpa."
When the grandfather and grandson walked to the door, Ye Jiming also said: "Grandpa's things belong to you, and no one else can get a cent."
The door of the villa is closed.
Ye Jingyu looked at Ye Zanwen who looked unhappy, sniffed, and said in a crying voice: "Dad, look at her, she said that about mom as soon as she came back."
"Quiet, don't talk nonsense!" Yin Lian shouted to her daughter coldly.
Thinking of what Ye Jiming said, Ye Jingyu dropped the spoon and went upstairs angrily.
Ye Zanwen took his wife's hand, his warm palm touched her cold fingers, and he squeezed tightly: "I have wronged you all these years."
Yin Lian shook her head and held his hand instead, with a slight smile on her lips: "The grievance is nothing. I am sorry for the eldest sister, and He Huan hates me. It is right."
Ye Zanwen frowned: "As soon as Aunt Han's funeral is over, I will let this evil beast return to Vancouver. I said that I will not let you suffer any more from this evil beast."
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While taking a walk, Ye Jiming met an old friend halfway. The two got interested and ran to a nearby park to play chess.
Ye Hehuan did not follow.
The weather in February, even if the sun is shining brightly, is still so cold that it makes your teeth tremble.
She didn't expect to go for a walk. She was only wearing a turtleneck sweater. Her hands and fingers were stiff from the cold. She rubbed her arms and ran back to the villa. She opened the door and changed her shoes and went upstairs. She wanted to get a hot water bottle. She passed by the study room.
At that moment, the door opened, and Ye Zanwen stood at the door with a cold face: "Come in."
Ye Hehuan raised his eyebrows, followed in, and closed the study door.
Ye Zanwen threw a check on the desk and said in a deep voice: "I have asked my secretary to book the air ticket back to Vancouver for you. The funeral is tomorrow. You can take the flight back at 6pm in three days. I won't pay for it this time.
I will remit it for you and bring the check with you, which will be enough to cover your expenses there for three years."
Staring at the one million check, Ye Hehuan smiled secretly. Ye Zanwen was indeed not harsh on her in this regard.
Perhaps, because she is afraid that if the money is not enough, she will go back to city B to disturb his happy life?
"What if I don't want to leave?"
Ye Zanwen frowned, and Ye Hehuan saw that he was about to have an attack, and smiled: "Boss Ye, you are so old that you can't even make jokes."
She took the check and waved it in the air: "Thank you."
When he turned around to go out, Ye Zanwen's voice sounded behind him: "Where did you go last night? Why didn't you go home for dinner?"
“Having dinner with friends.”
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Ye Hehuan left the study, closed the door, and looked up to see Ye Jingyu, who was leaning against the handrail of the stairs with her hands folded across her chest, as if she was waiting for her.
Seeing Ye Hehuan turn around and leave, Ye Jingyu was a little angry, and her tone of voice became more sarcastic: "Some people like to pretend, thinking that by acting like a good baby in front of grandpa, they can hide the truth?"
Ye Hehuan stopped and looked back at her.
Ye Jingyu looked Ye Hehuan up and down, and raised the corners of her lips: "I saw it last night, and it really doesn't match your current appearance."
"Does your mother know that she raised you to be disabled?"
Ye Jingyu lowered her face and frowned: "Ye Hehuan, what do you mean?"
Ye He smiled happily: "How else could you become a voyeur? Also, tell grandpa about this and see if he believes you or me."
"Ye Hehuan, so what if grandpa protects you?! In this family, you are just like your psychotic mother. You are just an unwelcome extra element."
"Hey, you tried so hard to please grandpa, but you didn't get the results you wanted, so you became angry?"
After speaking, Ye Hehuan ignored Ye Jingyu who was angry after the defeat. When she turned around, the smile on her face disappeared and she returned to her room with a cold face.
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The relationship between Ye Hehuan and Ye Jingyu was not so tit-for-tat from birth.
Before she was eight years old, she always regarded Ye Jingyu as a good sister, not a half-sister, but a little cousin of the Han family.
At that time, Yin Lian gave birth to a child out of wedlock, and Ye Jingyu was a child whose father was unknown. Ye Hehuan sympathized with her very much. Every time Ye Zanwen bought her a toy, she would subconsciously give half of it to Ye Jingyu. In the end, even her father also
They broke up, and it wasn't until Yin Lian's relationship with Ye Zanwen was exposed that she realized how stupid she was.
To be honest, compared to Han Minjing, Yin Lian could only be considered a pretty beauty, but it was such a woman who occupied Ye Zanwen's whole heart.
As for her mother, she didn't even have a place to stay.
Yin Lian and Ye Zanwen hooked up when Han Minjing was three months pregnant. Ye Zanwen often traveled to Hainan for business matters. It happened that Yin Lian also went to college there. She had always admired her brother-in-law, so she often used it to keep an eye on Han Minjing.
Because of Ye Zanwen's name, he ran to Ye Zanwen's residence every three days. After running too many times, he went directly to the police station. Moreover, this relationship between the two lasted for eight years before being discovered.
Ye Hehuan's feelings towards Han Minjing are complicated, including love, hatred and resentment. The palm of her right hand still has the scars left by Han Minjing.
She didn't understand Han Minjing's mentality of fighting to the death for a man, and she was more angry with him than to fight.
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There was laughter and laughter downstairs, and besides Yin Lian's, there was another woman's voice.
Ye Hehuan was upset, so she got up from the bed, opened the door and walked to the stairs to calm them down. The nanny happened to come upstairs and told her that Miss Han San was here.
Miss Han San...
Listening to the harsh laughter downstairs, Ye Hehuan became even more impatient, returned to the room, and slammed the door.
The voices downstairs suddenly stopped.
Not wanting to stay in this house anymore, Ye Hehuan took a down jacket and put it on, put her bag on her shoulder, and went downstairs. Yin Lian saw her and smiled: "Want to go out?"
Ye Hehuan ignored him and asked the driver, Lao Li, for the car keys.
While changing her shoes, she heard Han Jingqiu murmuring in a low voice: "Sister, why is she back? You let her live at home. Now that she's grown up, it's hard to prevent her from doing anything to you again!"
"Don't talk nonsense. It's not good to be heard. By the way, where is Zhong Xiao? Didn't you say on the phone last night that he was back?"
"It's not like you don't know about his boring temper, sister. I asked him to send me here, but when I got to the door, he refused to come in, saying he was outside..."
Ye Hehuan closed the door, cutting off the whispers of the two sisters inside.
——————The author’s digression————————
This chapter mainly explains and clarifies the situation of He Huan's family. Regarding the small theater, today I also want to change my appetite and write about the two brothers who were rich fathers when they were young. ps: The purpose of writing about the small theater is to let my friends read the article.
It’s just for fun and relaxation, and has no other purpose, so don’t post any comments about things like it’s not good or not as good as before. This was written casually due to inspiration, so I’d like to explain it this way.
"Children of pit brothers are probably like this"
As an excellent soldier, Chief Yu has high requirements for his children and is very strict in discipline, especially his second and third sons who are close in age.
When Yu Shaoting was four years old, Chief Yu had already formulated a strict work and rest management plan for the brothers.
In this regard, more than one Yu Xiaosan secretly expressed dissatisfaction, but the protest was obviously ineffective.
Six-year-old Yu Shaoting instigated Yu Zhongxiao, who was eight at the time: "Dad is training us like animals!"
Yu Zhongxiao glanced at him and walked away, ignoring him.
Unlike his elder brother, Yu Xiaosan's internal affairs were always unsatisfactory in the eyes of Chief Yu, and he was often punished for this.
On this day, it was time for Chief Yu to inspect the internal affairs again.
Yu Zhongxiao packed up the toiletries early, folded the quilt into tofu pieces, and prepared to go out and wait for the chief to come and inspect.
As a result, Yu Xiaosan was still dawdling there.
"Why isn't it better yet?" Yu Zhongxiao urged.
"Well, I feel a little sick in my stomach. Brother, please go out first. I'll be right back."
After Yu Zhongxiao left, Yu Xiaosan looked at the door. After making sure no one was there, he threw off his slippers and climbed neatly to Yu Zhongxiao's bed on the upper bunk.
Two minutes later, Yu Xiaosan came out of the room, and Yu Zhongxiao glanced at him specifically, which earned his brother a grin.
Then the two brothers who stood at attention in the corridor greeted Chief Yu.
Then, eight-year-old Yu Zhongxiao looked at his messy bed and wondered what was wrong. Chief Yu's voice of praise sounded in his ears: "The mistress's quilt was folded well today."
Brother Yu looked at Yu Xiaosan's bed and almost vomited blood. Isn't that his quilt?!
However, Yu Shaoting straightened his spine, pursed his lips, and looked straight.
Chief Yu turned around and glared at Yu Zhongxiao, who was troubled and unable to express his feelings: "You see you are getting more and more shameful. I will study hard with your brother in the future!"
