The next morning, the typhoon passed by Bocheng. It did not turn Bocheng upside down, but it also brought a rain.
Not big, but continuous, with a hint of chill flowing through it.
The bad weather also reduced the number of patients, and Ye Fan had half a day to relax.
He was lying under the eaves in the backyard with a small stove burning. On the stove was a pot of hot tea, peanuts and barbecued meat.
There is also a radio placed in my ear:
"The Rakshasa Kingdom is twenty-six thousand miles eastward, across Qichong, across the Jiao Sea, three inches of yellow mud..."
"Bang!"
Just when Ye Fan squinted slightly to feel the rare comfort, the back door was suddenly knocked open, and then several figures appeared in front of Ye Fan.
At the same time, a powerful and rich voice sounded domineeringly:
"You bastard, I asked you to go to Ye Palace without giving me face. Instead, you asked me to come down to see you. How shameless you are."
"You know, even your parents don't dare to disobey me, but it's better for you to put on a bigger show than the king of the country."
"Don't even think about it, who saved your dog's life for you?"
"Without my arrangement, dogtail grass would be growing on your grave now, and I would give you the opportunity to hide here and be at ease."
Old Mrs. Ye showed up with Can Jian and Luo Feihua. The old lady looked unkind and kicked away several flowerpots and sundries.
Seeing this, Ye Fan sat up slightly and gave an urgent advice in his voice:
"Old lady, why are you kicking the flower pots? Those are antiques I bought and are worth tens of thousands."
"Also, it's not that I'm arrogant and don't want to see you, it's just that my legs are inconvenient and it's inconvenient for me to go up and down the mountain."
He pointed at Luo Fei's flower and said, "If you don't believe me, ask Aunt Luo...if I can't stand up yet."
Luo Feihua looked innocent: "Yes, my legs and feet are inconvenient. Another thing is that you have to have a begging attitude when asking for help."
Depend on!
When Ye Fan heard this, he immediately greeted Luo Feihua eighteen times in his heart. This woman is really unfamiliar, and she stabbed him for 70 billion.
"Yeah?"
Mrs. Ye nodded when she heard this, then picked up the crutch and smashed the other flower pots one by one.
A puppy kept as a guard in the backyard was also dragged over by her and slapped twice.
Mrs. Ye looked at Ye Fan and said, "This is the attitude of asking for help!"
Ye Fan had no choice but to say: "Old lady, if you have something to say and you try to sabotage it for me, I won't listen to you if you have big things today."
"Don't listen?"
Mrs. Ye took a tissue and wiped her hands, then snorted: "You owe me dozens of lives, how dare you refuse to listen?"
Luo Feihua winked at Ye Fan, indicating that it would be better for him to follow the rules to avoid being dismantled by the old lady.
"Thank you for the matter about Pakistan."
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: "If I have a chance another day, I will return the favor to you."
Those who take advantage of others are short-handed and those who take advantage of others are soft-mouthed.
Old Mrs. Ye walked forward slowly on crutches, maintaining her aggressiveness as always:
"You owe me more than just a favor? The Wolf Country and the Ba Country combined are two huge favors."
"In order to save your life, not only many of the Ye family's sons were sacrificed, but also my chess pieces that had been lurking for many years were sacrificed."
Mrs. Ye added: "This time, I almost killed the fourth child."
Ye Fan looked at the old lady and said, "Okay, I owe you two. If you need it another day, I will pay you back."
Luo Feihua took a few steps forward and brought a chair for the old lady to sit on.
Then he took the teapot and cup and poured the old lady a cup of hot tea.
And she grabbed a handful of warm peanuts and cracked them.
The old lady sat in front of Mark and hummed: "No need to wait another day, you can pay me back now."
Ye Fan rubbed his head: "I wonder what the old lady needs me to do?"
"It's very simple!"
The old lady didn't talk nonsense. She picked up the tea cup and took a sip of hot tea:
"Many years ago, when your grandfather was alive, the Ye family was so popular."
"At that time, he was not only fawned over by the five major families, but also respected by the Chinese forces around the world."
"Especially in the battle of Yang Kingdom, your grandfather fought against one country and killed most of the martial arts in Yang Kingdom, leaving only a few bereaved dogs in Tianzang."
There was a hint of softness and admiration in the old lady's eyes: "This has brought his reputation to an unprecedented peak."
Ye Fan nodded slightly: "The old sect leader is indeed a great leader."
The old lady said calmly: "You know, when a person is brilliant, there will be many good people around him, and there will also be many more flattering people."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "This person understands that the person who is the icing on the cake is always better than the person who helps when the time is right."
The old lady continued the topic just now: "At that time, many forces not only wanted to form an alliance with the Ye family, but also wanted to marry the Ye family's nephews."
"Your father, your uncle, your second uncle, your fourth uncle, and your sister-in-law are all targeted by various forces."
"Each Ye family nephew has more than a dozen people he wants to marry."
"Your aunt's family is also one of them."
"The Luo family is the last in power among the eldest brother's marriage partners. Your uncle chose your aunt simply because he was confused by her zombie dance."
"He has killed countless people, but when he meets a little girl, the hero will inevitably become short of breath."
Mrs. Ye's tone was indifferent: "And your grandfather has always been open-minded in his conduct and work, so he just allowed the boss to choose your aunt."
Zombie dance?
Ye Fan was slightly surprised and glanced at Luo Feihua. He didn't expect that the aunt could do the zombie dance. He thought she could only do the rabbit dance.
Although the old lady's tone was a bit disgusting, there was no emotion on Luo Feihua's face, and she was still sipping the warm peanuts leisurely.
Ye Fan came back to his senses and looked at the old lady: "Old lady, what do you mean by telling me this?"
The old lady took another sip of tea and said, "I want to tell you that the nephews of the Ye family were very popular back then."
Ye Fan also grabbed a handful of peanuts: "Then what?"
The old lady moistened her throat and her voice became much higher:
"All parties want to marry the Ye family again, but the Ye family only has those nephews."
"That means a lot of people are going to be left out."
The old lady sighed: "It's just that they weren't discouraged at all. The second generation of the Ye family was snatched up, so they booked the third generation of the Ye family in advance."
"Reserve the third generation?"
Ye Fan was shocked: "The second generation has just gotten married, and the third generation has not even been born yet. So we are booking the third generation?"
"That's right!"
The old lady nodded lightly: "It's the third generation that was booked more than 20 years ago. It was so crazy at the beginning."
Ye Fan opened his mouth in surprise: "The Ye family is also marrying the unborn third generation?"
"This is the basket your grandpa poked."
The old lady directly put the blame on the old door owner, cleared her throat and spoke:
"Your grandfather is a man who cares about face and is kind. He feels guilty for not marrying into the power."
"And he thought that the second generation of the Ye family was like him, each of them had four or five children, which meant that they could marry more than twenty people."
"So he collected eighteen marriage certificates from all parties in one go."
The old lady exhaled a long breath: "Every marriage certificate is from a wealthy overseas Chinese family that has a close relationship with the Ye family."