A man doesn't shed tears lightly, but he hasn't reached the point where he is sad.
Ye Qianshan, a man in a wheelchair, covered his face and sobbed like a child who made a mistake, constantly choking.
After he finished saying what he wanted to say, he turned his wheelchair and walked out.
The tattooed woman followed closely behind, looking lonely.
Lingxi didn't stop him, let alone say "nonsense".
She stood in front of the sofa, wondering if she was blinded by the wind and sand.
Jingyue sighed quietly, and took the initiative to persuade her to stay: "I'm a guest here. Can't you stay for dinner?"
The tattooed woman paused slightly.
Ye Qianshan suddenly turned around and saw Lingxi walking into the room without refusing. He immediately cried with joy and nodded fiercely.
I just don't understand what's the conflict between the Lingxi brothers and sisters, and what old past events they can't talk about.
Anyway, I still remember Ye Qianshan's humiliation in my heart, so I naturally don't have a good attitude towards Jingyue letting him eat.
"Auntie, you can cook tonight, I have a headache." I said hello and walked straight to the second floor.
Jingyue grabbed me with one hand, pinched my face and complained: "I can't cook."
I pretended not to know: "You are the guest here. If you don't cook, who will cook."
"Are you looking for a fight?" Jingyue grabbed my hair and saw that I was not moved at all. She immediately whispered: "The Ye family's family affairs, hey, this is very complicated. I can't explain it for a while. But you
Remember, I left Ye Qianshan to have dinner because of your master."
"You can't even cook for your master's sake?" Jingyue muttered, "Your master almost lost his life because of you, do you still have any conscience?"
I was choked by Jingyue's "teaching" and reluctantly said: "You didn't lie to me?"
"Did I lie to you to get some candy?" Jingyue rolled her eyes and said, "Those who do big things don't stick to trivial matters. A man must be broad-minded and don't worry about trivial matters."
"Well, go ahead, be good." Jingyue rubbed my head like a child: "Cook more dishes."
"I know." I walked to the kitchen gloomily.
Just then, Meng Fan called me and asked me to give him the address of the villa and he took a taxi to see me.
I told him that he had guests at home today, which was not convenient, and asked him to come back in a few days.
Anyway, the injury on his head hasn't healed yet, so it's taboo to go to other people's homes with a pile of white cloth on his back during the Chinese New Year.
After hanging up the phone, I rummaged through the refrigerator to figure out what to cook for the evening.
Jingyue and Ye Qianshan chatted in the living room, chattering very quietly. Even if I wanted to eavesdrop on what they were talking about, I couldn't hear it at all.
After working hard until around four o'clock in the afternoon, a table of dishes was finally put together, leaving only a corn and ribs soup that was still simmering over low heat.
I walked to the living room and poured a glass of water. When Ye Qianshan saw me, his eyes flashed and he said: "Su boy, come here, push me out for a walk."
I thought this guy was going to cause trouble for me again, so I immediately said angrily: "I have a name, don't call me a boy from the Su family, do I know you very well?"
Ye Qianshan showed no signs of annoyance and said with a smile: "Why do you hold grudges so much? After all, you are also a disciple of Xixi."
Jingyue winked at me and said, "Go ahead, I'll watch the kitchen for you."
I don't know why Jingyue is so kind to Ye Qianshan all of a sudden, but she is an elder, and I will definitely give her the face she deserves.
I had no choice but to angrily walk behind Ye Qianshan, push the wheelchair out, and mutter: "I walk fast, remember to brake, so I don't push you into the artificial lake behind."
Jingyue turned around and suppressed laughter.
The tattooed woman has a playful look on her face.
Ye Qianshan said calmly: "Don't be afraid, I can swim."
I chuckled and said, "Do you swim by mouth?"
Jingyue couldn't hold it in anymore and fell on the sofa laughing.
The tattooed woman snorted and shrugged her shoulders.
Ye Qianshan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How come you have such a bad mouth? Which pot should you not open and lift?"
"Didn't I learn this from you?" I said arrogantly: "Hit someone without slapping someone in the face, and expose someone without exposing someone's shortcomings."
Ye Qianshan seemed to have changed his temper. He raised his hands in surrender and said: "Okay, okay, I have seen you clearly. A typical Yaizi must retaliate and not suffer any loss."
I pushed Ye Qianshan in circles around the villa garden, and actually pushed him to the artificial lake at the back.
Ye Qianshan pretended to be frightened and said, "You don't really want to push me down, do you?"
I sat on the wooden stool in front of me and said happily: "I have this idea, but I won't do it."
Ye Qianshan took out a pack of Zhongnanhai cigarettes, lit them, shook his hands and said, "Want one?"
"No." I shook my head and said, "I don't know how to smoke, and the master won't let me smoke. She hates the smell of cigarettes."
Ye Qianshan took a pleasant breath, leaned on the wheelchair and said, "Yes, you are better than me at this point. At least you won't do the things that Xixi hates."
"The nature is different." I picked up a piece of weed and said, "I live with the master, and I have to worry about her feelings. You may not come here once a year, and no matter how many faults and shortcomings you have, my master will not take them into account.
Compare."
"Besides, you are her brother. Whether you admit it or not is one thing. At least you are an elder."
