The news that Ye Cang brought Ye Junlang to the Ye family soon spread throughout the Ye family's mansion.
After Ye Daohua learned the news, he immediately came to greet him in person. In addition, Ye Huang and Ye Chenglong also came over.
No matter what, in name, Ye Cang is still a member of the Ye family. Since Ye Cang broke free from the Jiulong Lock and walked out, he recognized Ye Junlang from then on his father and son. This time he returned to the Ye family, Ye Huang, as the head of the family, would have to go forward no matter how he said
Come and greet.
"Ye Cang, it's good that you're back. And Junlang..."
Ye Daohua had a smile on his old face and looked very happy.
Ye Junlang also has some good impression of this old man.
He knew that at the ancient martial arts conference, when the Demon Saint Son attacked him and wanted to swallow the dragon, there was an unfathomable mysterious old Taoist approaching him.
At that time, Ye Daohua took action to resist the mysterious old Taoist.
Ye Junlang looked at Ye Daohua's old eyes full of guilt, and his heart moved and shouted, "Second Grandpa."
Ye Daohua's face was stunned, and then he couldn't help laughing. He said, "Okay, okay, you have suffered so much over the years."
"Brother——"
Ye Huang also shouted.
Ye Cang did not speak, and took Ye Junlang toward the east garden of the Ye family's mansion.
Seeing Ye Cang walking in this direction, Ye Daohua, Ye Huang and others immediately understood where Ye Cang wanted to take Ye Junlang.
In the past, the place where Ye Cang and his wife lived in the Ye family mansion was in Dongyuan.
Since that incident, no one has lived in Dongyuan. When you walk here, you will inevitably feel a sense of bleakness, but the courtyard is cleaned quite clean and has not been uninhabited all year round.
That feeling of desolation.
When he came here, Ye Cang was even more moved by the scene. He recalled all the past, and the virtuous and gentle voice seemed to sound in his ears.
"Junlang, this is where my mother and I lived before. Now, things have changed." Ye Cang sighed.
Ye Junlang nodded. He looked at the courtyard in front of him. There were some potted plants on the front yard, but no one took care of them all year round. The flowers and plants originally planted in the potted plants were gone, and there were only the dry and cracked soil in the potted plants.
The layout of the entire front yard looks elegant and fresh, and you can vaguely see some traces of the hostess left by that year. Ye Junlang guessed that these should be arranged by his mother back then.
In this way, my mother is also a woman with great interest in life.
Crack!
At this time, Ye Cang had already pushed open a door in the courtyard. When the door was pushed open, dust fell and fluttered. It can be seen that the door had not been opened for many years.
In fact, except for some of the outer venues where servants came to clean the houses inside, no one had ever entered.
Since the accident, the door of Ye Cang and his wife's house has been closed, and no one has ever touched the scene or object inside, all of which are exactly the same as before.
The Ye family also knew that there were relics of Ye Cang's wife in the Dongyuan house, and Ye Cang would not allow anyone to move the relics at all.
Therefore, as long as Ye Cang is still alive for one day, no one will dare to come in this room.
Ye Junlang walked in with him. The tables, chairs, sofas, etc. in the room were arranged neatly, revealing a sense of warmth. Since no one came to clean it all year round, the whole room was covered with dust.
It was already a little late at this time. Ye Cang tried to press the switch on the wall, and some of the lights were still on, but most of them were broken.
Ye Cang looked at the scene and objects in the room, and in a trance, he felt that everything was still the same and nothing had changed.
However, the virtuous and gentle woman around me can never come back.
Ye Junlang's eyes turned, and he was suddenly attracted by a photo frame placed on the TV cabinet in front of him. He subconsciously walked over and saw a photo of the family of three in the photo frame.
The man is handsome and domineering, and the woman next to her smiles and shows a happy look on her beautiful face. She is holding a baby wrapped in a swabbing baby in her hand, and the unconcealed first mother between her eyebrows
The joy is overflowing.
Ye Junlang couldn't help but stretch out his hand, picked up the photo frame, wiped off the dust on it, and looked at it without blinking.
"I remember that your mother took photos when she returned home after she was discharged from the hospital. At that time, it was only five days before you were born. Your mother was born in the hospital for five days and then came back after she gave birth to you.
.” Ye Cang walked over and said softly.
Ye Junlang held the photo frame in both hands, his eyes began to turn red, and tears were spinning. He stared at the woman in the photo frame, stared at the woman's eyebrows and eyes, deeply imprinting her beautiful and gentle face on himself.
In my mind, because this woman is her mother!
"mom--"
Ye Junlang opened his mouth and let out a soft cry, and the tears in his eyes couldn't help falling.
Ye Cang stood aside, and he raised his head, his face full of grief, anger and self-blame. He hated that he did not have enough ability to protect his wife and children at that time, and he hated that he was powerless.
There are still some photos in the room, although these photos have turned yellow and some are blurred if they are not stored.
But Ye Junlang took away all of them, especially his mother's photos. He carefully kept them. When he returned to Jianghai City, he went to find someone to clean up the photos and then kept them properly.
In a bedroom room, Ye Cang also found some relics. Ye Junlang came over and saw that it was some bracelets and jewelry that his mother used during her lifetime.
There is a crib in the bedroom, with some baby clothes scattered on it, and there is also an unknitting sweater. You can tell who this small sweater was knitted for at a glance.
"I remember it was wintering at that time. Your mother said she would knit some small sweaters and socks for you, so you can wear them when winter comes."
Ye Cang also looked at the crib and said.
Ye Junlang nodded. He could imagine that the deep love that his mother poured into at that time was condensed in this needle.
From these details, Ye Junlang could feel his mother's deep maternal love.
If she had not been forced to do so, she would not have given up her children.
She is not only virtuous and gentle, but also extremely strong, and has a charm that is as good as a man.
"Your mother's name is Qingshi, and she loves you very much. If you learned underground that you have grown up safely, your mother would definitely be very happy." Ye Cang said.
Ye Junlang nodded. He had already imprinted his mother's face in his mind. He was very sad and regretful. When he was already capable of filial piety, his mother was no longer there.
"Mom, how great would it be if I could see you again-"
Ye Junlang opened his mouth and murmured. At this moment, he was like a child who longed for his mother's warm embrace.