The next morning, Ye Fan got up early and ran around the garden three times, both as a morning exercise and to familiarize himself with the environment.
Only then did he discover that the name of the garden was Wangzi, which showed Zhao Mingyue's deep longing for her son.
After exercising, he ran back to the hall, preparing to boil some Chinese medicine for Zhao Mingyue, taking advantage of her condition to improve to further strengthen her foundation.
But as soon as he walked into the dining room, he smelled a scent of aroma, and when he took a closer look, he couldn't help but be surprised on his face.
There are more than a dozen kinds of snacks, pastries, steamed buns, hot porridge, soy milk, milk, etc. on the dining table. They are all hot, as if they were freshly baked.
Then, he saw Zhao Mingyue coming out with freshly made corn juice. She was humming a popular song: "I am still the same boy as before, without any change..." The woman tied up her long hair,
Changing into white clothes not only swept away the sadness and sadness, but also made me become more capable and lively, and I also felt a little more refreshed.
Zhao Mingyue seemed to be a completely different person.
"Ye Fan, are you back?"
"Quick, wash your hands and have breakfast. Mom doesn't know what you like to eat, so she just made all the breakfast she could."
"Do you drink corn juice?
Mom will pour you a drink."
Seeing Ye Fan appear, Zhao Mingyue became even more energetic. While urging Ye Fan to wash his hands, she poured a glass of corn juice for Ye Fan.
"Mom... Madam..." Seeing Zhao Mingyue like this, Ye Fan had a headache: "I'm interested."
Judging from her complexion and actions, Zhao Mingyue should be much better, but seeing her getting more and more worried about her son, he felt that Zhao Mingyue was seriously ill.
"I have a very complex appetite, and I can eat anything."
He also whispered softly: "Thank you...Mom..." "Silly boy, we are mother and son, why are we saying such things to others?"
Zhao Mingyue drove Ye Fan to wash his hands, then took a plate, placed it on Ye Fan's place, and put food on it.
Ye Fan was shocked when he came out of the kitchen. The breakfast on the plate was piled up like a mountain.
"Try it quickly. Mom hasn't cooked for more than 20 years. I don't know if her skills have deteriorated."
"Just tell mom what you like to eat and she will cook it for you."
"Mom has nothing now. She just has a lot of time and can spend time with you."
Zhao Mingyue also pulled up a chair and sat in front of Mark, but she did not move her chopsticks, but held her head and looked at Mark.
His eyes were indescribably clear and soft, and it seemed he couldn't get enough of Ye Fan.
"Thank you ma'am."
Ye Fan felt a lot of pressure, but he still smiled, opened a bun and took a bite.
He found that the taste was so good that it would be rated at least seven stars out of ten.
I haven't cooked for so many years, but once I get familiar with it, I can reach this level, which shows that Zhao Mingyue's cooking talent is very good.
Ye Fan sincerely praised: "It's very good. The flour is fermented well, and the minced meat is juicy and smooth. It's better than the chefs in five-star hotels."
Hearing this sentence, Zhao Mingyue smiled happily, so bright and beautiful.
Then she took out a paper towel and gently wiped the juice from the corner of Ye Fan's mouth: "If you like it, eat more."
Ye Fan felt a warmth in his heart, just like the days when he was taken care of by Shen Biqin as a child.
How long has it been since you had a good breakfast like this?
How long has it been since you didn't enjoy this warm time?
He thought of the days when he was a door-to-door son-in-law, and of Tang Ruoxue who was drifting away, and a hint of growing helplessness flashed across his eyes.
Ye Fan likes this kind of ordinary happiness and is also greedy for such scenes, but it is a pity that the reunion of family and friends has gradually become a luxury.
This also made him want to solve the problem more and more and go back to Jin Zhilin to become a doctor.
"Ye Fan, I heard that you are the first envoy of the Martial Alliance?
Is Nine Thousand Years Old good to you?"
"Ye Fan, you defeated the provocation of the Blood Medicine Sect and became a national scholar. Why don't you enter the National Medical Hall?"
"I heard that in order to raise money for your adoptive mother, you even became someone's son-in-law. You are really filial to your children."
"You have been divorced for so long, why haven't you found another partner?
Is there a woman you love? Would you like me to introduce you to one?"
"Do you remember what happened when you were a child?
Can you tell mom about it?"
When Ye Fan was having breakfast, Zhao Mingyue tilted her head and looked at Ye Fan while asking endless questions about why.
In fact, she had already understood Ye Fan's affairs clearly, but she still wanted to hear Ye Fan's story so that she could participate in his past memories.
Although Ye Fan was very helpless and felt that the story would be too long to finish in one morning, he still responded patiently for the sake of Zhao Mingyue's condition.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Mingyue felt even more approving. She had seen too many scheming women, and she really liked her son's kindness.
This also made her more determined to protect the lost and recovered Ye Fan.
The two chatted for several hours, and it was not until ten o'clock that Zhao Mingyue was satisfied and put away the dishes.
She didn't let the servants do anything, washed the dishes herself, and then ran back to the room to change clothes and prepare to go out for a walk with Ye Fan.
Ye Fan stayed in the dining room to cushion his chubby belly.
"Woo--" Just at this moment, there was a sudden roar of cars in the garden, and then an extended Hummer crossed the door.
The car door opened, and a huge figure appeared. He kept shouting: "Let that doctor get out of here. That's the one named Ye Fan. Get out of here quickly."
"Why should he be my mother's son? Why should he call me brother?"
"He must have taken advantage of my mother's serious illness to deceive her."
"Come out, come out, I want to compete with him, I want him to know that I am my mother's son."
The visitor was aggressive: "Ye Fan, get out of here."
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment and looked at it with concentration.
I saw a young man in his twenties walking into the hall.
He is 1.8 meters tall and weighs more than 200 pounds. He has a pair of wind-catching ears. His left leg seems to be lame and he walks unsteadily.
He also wore a rooster hairstyle, making him look like a proud rooster.
The most dazzling thing is that the fat man is wearing gold or jade on his neck, ears, and wrists.
He was holding a white fan in his hand.
Seeing him, Ye Fan can easily think of the unscrupulous villains in movies and TV shows.
But Ye Fan quickly moved his eyes away from his face, and instead stared at the emerald on his left thumb.
"Ye Fan, come out, come out for me."
The young fat man pulled open the collar of Armani's clothes, shouted into the hall, and then locked eyes with Ye Fan in the dining room.
He rushed over, stared at Ye Fan and shouted: "Are you Ye Fan?
Are you the quack who tricked my mother into accepting you as her son?"
Ye Fan asked curiously: "Who are you?"
"Who is this young master?"
The fat man opened his white fan with a snap and hummed proudly: "I am the most handsome boy in this street, Ye Tianci!"
Ye Fan was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that this was the adopted son of the Ye family.
He originally thought that even if Ye Tianci didn't have the talent and strategy of Ye Forbidden City, he would still have the shrewdness of a rich kid, but this guy looked like a nouveau riche.
"Are you Ye Fan?"
Ye Tianci stepped forward with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and shook it to Ye Fan: "Shake hands and get to know each other."
Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, but still shook it. Of course, he was wary to avoid the fat man getting into trouble.
"Ah——" As soon as his hands were grasped, Ye Tianci let out a scream and fell to the ground with a plop.
He shouted like a pig: "Oh, oh, my hand is broken, mom, Ye Fan bullied me..." Is this okay?
