"Tomorrow is grandpa's birthday! There are many guests in our old house, so you must remember it! Don't talk too much, I don't want to embarrass you again."
"You take the money on the coffee table. Although it's not much, you must prepare a decent gift. Anyway, you can't let them make fun of you again!"
Tang Wanyan! A gentle and beautiful woman! Ye Chen’s wife in name only!
She sat on the sofa, washed her feet, and shouted coldly toward the kitchen.
"Yeah!" Ye Chen responded in a low voice habitually!
Tang Wanyan was furious when she heard this cowardly, pig-like "hmm".
It’s okay for a grown man to have no background, but it’s okay if you have some ability!
Even if you don't have the ability, you still have to have a temper! He always accepts things when others are in front of him, and says "uh huh" like a pig. No wonder everyone calls him a coward!
I have been married for three years and have never done anything except wash, cook and mop the floor. I just stay at home and eat soft food.
I don’t know what kind of evil possessed my grandfather back then, so he insisted on recruiting him as his son-in-law. He caused a lot of trouble in the city, and he still can’t hold his head up in front of others.
The more Tang Wanyan thought about it, the more frustrated she became. She got up angrily, walked into the bedroom, slammed the door and turned off the light to go to sleep!
Ye Chen couldn't help but be startled when he heard the door slamming!
What's wrong? Getting so angry for no reason?
Three years after I got married, I have always slept on the same bed and under the same bed, let alone holding hands. It is common to be scolded in front of me for some trivial things. Faced with unwarranted accusations, what can I do if I feel aggrieved?
The son-in-law who came to visit had no choice but to endure it.
But he believed that one day, Tang Wanyuan would hold his hand, and they would walk into the palace of life together, where they would live a prosperous and happy life.
Although the hope was slim, he still endured, held on, and waited...
After taking care of the chores, Ye Chen gently opened the door, laid the floor, and slowly fell asleep in hope!
The next day, Ye Chen came to the antique street. He wandered to a street stall and saw a cigarette rod, and his eyes suddenly lit up:
The imperial cigarette stick belonging to the Thirteenth Master of the former Qing Dynasty!
When Ye Chen was a child, he often went to the Antique Street in Beijing with his father. He heard rumors that this royal cigarette stick was among the people and disappeared without a trace.
Unexpectedly, I met you here today!
Ye Chen asked the price.
The stall owner looked at Ye Chen and said disdainfully: "Can you afford a thousand yuan?"
Ye Chen didn't say anything, picked up the cigarette rod, paid and left! The stall owner was stunned for a long time while holding the money.
Ye Chen held the cigarette rod and felt happy: Today, give her a surprise!
Ye Chen came to Boguzhai and asked for a light earth-colored gift box, wrapped.
"Five million?" asked the old shopkeeper.
Ye Chen held the gift box and shook his head. As he was about to leave, he was stopped by a waiter:
"Sir, please stay! There is a guest inside who wants to see you. Please come with me."
Ye Chen was startled: Could it be that he also likes this cigarette rod?
Thinking of this, Ye Chen followed the waiter to the back hall.
Ye Chen never expected that the person who wanted to see him was actually the chief manager of the Ye family_Ye An!
Ye Chen's nerves suddenly became tense.
Ye An waved his hand and signaled the waiter to leave.
Then, he came to Ye Chen in a panic:
"Young Master! Something happened at home!"
"My younger brother lost control while driving while drunk. His car was destroyed and he became a vegetative state. My father is seriously ill and bedridden. The sky of the Ye family is about to collapse..."
"Young master, the Ye family needs you now. Come home with us quickly and take charge of the overall situation."
"The master said, I must ask you to go back and pass on the family business."
After hearing this, Ye Chen looked cold.
"My stepmother was afraid that I would covet my brother's position as the head of the family, so she would make things difficult for me in every possible way. But instead of ignoring me, he cruelly kicked me out of the house."
"I have been living in poverty for many years. I have been homeless and suffered from hunger and cold. I married into the Tang family and was reputed as a useless son-in-law. I have never had the slightest warmth or concern from family."
"He was the one who cruelly drove me away back then, and now he wants me to go back. Do you think I'm a dog?"
"Now, I am the reviled abandoned son-in-law of the Tang family. I have nothing to do with the Ye family. The Ye family will inherit whoever they love. I will not go back!"
After Ye Chen finished speaking, he turned and left.
After leaving Boguzhai, Ye Chen looked solemn. Thinking about it carefully, he found it funny. If he had known this, why bother in the first place? Maybe this is God's will!
No matter what, it's none of my business anyway, so why bother yourself.
Ye Chen walked into the Tang family's old house with his thoughts in mind.
Three years ago, Ye Chen was living in a mountain city and saw an old man being surrounded and beaten by a group of local gangsters. Regardless of his own safety, he rushed forward and beat the gangsters away, saving the old man.
This old man is Mr. Tang!
After Mr. Tang learned about Ye Chen's life experience, he signed the marriage contract and married Ye Chen into the Tang family, becoming his son-in-law!
Ye Chen didn't want outsiders to know that he was an abandoned son, so he made an agreement with Mr. Tang not to disclose his life experience to the outside world. This made his marriage with Tang Wanyan not only a big joke in the entire mountain town, but also made him "win" the title of useless and abandoned son-in-law.
's name.
And the originator of this title of abandoned son-in-law is none other than Tang Wanyan’s cousin Tang Xiaohu!
As the grandson of the Tang family, Tang Xiaohu originally thought that after Tang Wanyan left home, he would be the sole heir to the Tang family's property. Unexpectedly, Grandpa halfway named Ye Chen as his son-in-law, which made his heir's dream come true.
cast a shadow.
Therefore, relying on the support of Mrs. Tang, he often spread rumors outside and ruined Ye Chen's reputation. Every time they met, he would be humiliated in every possible way, causing the status and reputation of Ye Chen and Tang Wanyan to plummet.
Half of the Tang family's property was brought by Mrs. Tang from her natal family, which gave her a very important position in the Tang family.
Therefore, Mr. Tang saw it in his eyes, became angry in his heart, and had no choice but to do anything about Tang Xiaohu's wanton behavior. As time went by, he became seriously ill and ended up with a stroke, speechless and hemiplegia. The power of the Tang family finally fell into the hands of Mrs. Tang.
In the past three years, Ye Chen has suffered so much cynicism, abuse and insults that his spine has been stabbed to the point of numbness.
Tang Wanyan, walking back and forth anxiously and nervously outside the hall, frowned when she saw Ye Chen trotting over, and asked impatiently: "Are you ready for the gift?"
"Ready!" Ye Chen shook the gift box in his hand and replied confidently.
Tang Wanyan wanted to add a few words, but she heard an untimely voice:
"Ouch! Ye Chen, is this a gift you prepared for grandpa?"
When Tang Xiaohu saw Ye Chen, he came over with a smirk on his face, stared at the light earth-colored gift box in Ye Chen's hand, and made up his mind. With such a good opportunity today, how could he let Ye Chen go?
"Yes!" Ye Chen responded briefly, and Tang Wanyan walked towards the old man while greeting various relatives.
"Everyone, come and see, what kind of gift is this from Ye Chen to grandpa? It's dirty, did you pick it up from the garbage dump?"
Tang Xiaohu shouted like gongs and drums, fearing that someone would miss this good show.
"That's right, why do you look so shabby?"
"What good gift can he give? He's such a loser!"
The latest topic was instantly found in the hall, and the discussion started lively.
Ye Chen turned a deaf ear to everyone's comments. He knew the weight of his gift.
Tang Wanyan had no idea in her heart, so she could only endure the humiliation from everyone, silently praying that her grandpa would like this birthday gift.
They walked up to Mr. Tang and said politely:
"Grandpa, I wish you a happy birthday! This is a birthday gift for you, I hope you like it!"
After saying that, Ye Chen opened the gift box, took out the cigarette rod, and handed it to Mr. Tang with both hands.
Mr. Tang took the cigarette rod, weighed it, looked at it carefully, nodded happily, couldn't put it down, and said vaguely, "Okay! Okay!"
Tang Wanyan's anxious heart finally relaxed.
Mr. Tang looked at Ye Chen's calm face and his granddaughter's uneasy expression. He couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart, but he couldn't express it.
"What? Grandpa, Ye Chen just gave this junk thing as a birthday gift, and you still keep nodding. Doesn't this mean you don't take your birthday seriously?"
Tang Xiaohu lost no time in taking the cigarette rod from his grandfather's hand and looked at it: "Isn't this just a broken copper pipe? It's still rusty. Grandma, look at it, is it from the garbage dump?
Picked it up from inside?"
As Tang Xiaohu said this, he turned around and handed the cigarette rod to Mrs. Tang's hand.
Mrs. Tang didn't even look at it, and said coldly: "Hmph! Is it possible that you still expect him to be a loser and get any decent gifts?"
Mrs. Tang knew that her grandson wanted to humiliate Ye Chen again, so she deliberately added fuel to the flames!
Tang Xiaohu held the cigarette rod and felt very proud. He brought it to all the relatives and asked everyone to pass it around:
"Let's all estimate the price to see how much it's worth?"
"We are not rag collectors, how do we know how much it is worth?"
"If we knew the current purchase price of scrap copper, it would be easier to estimate..."
"It's hard to say. When scrap copper was at its most expensive, it cost sixty or seventy yuan per catty at most. Does this cigarette rod weigh one catty?"
"Hahaha……"
The hall suddenly burst into laughter.
Listening to the sneers of Tang Xiaohu and others, Ye Chen couldn't bear it anymore. He walked up to the old lady with a cigarette rod and said:
"Grandma, take a closer look. This is the royal cigarette stick of the Thirteenth Master of the former Qing Dynasty! It has been living among the people for many years. I happened to meet it today, so I bought it for grandpa." Ye Chen said calmly.
"How much did it cost?" the old lady asked disdainfully.
"It's not expensive, grandma, it's only a thousand yuan!" Ye Chen replied truthfully.
When everyone heard this, they immediately burst into laughter again.
"Ye Chen, for one thousand yuan, you can buy the royal cigarette stick of the Thirteenth Master of the former Qing Dynasty. Do you think your grandpa and I are three-year-olds?" Old Mrs. Tang looked at Ye Chen with disgust and said.
"Grandma, look at it. Grandpa nodded and said 'OK'!" Tang Wanyan was also afraid of being misunderstood, so she stepped forward and said in desperation.
"What? Are you telling me, grandma, that I am old, useless, and can no longer tell the truth from falsehood?" the old lady said sternly.
Mr. Tang is well-informed and can see the value of this cigarette stick at a glance.
However, he had lost the ability to speak and was unable to stop everyone from humiliating and trampling Ye Chen. He was so angry that his mouth was crooked, his eyes were squinting, his hands and feet were trembling, and he could barely hold back his breath.
Seeing this, all the relatives quickly surrounded the old man:
Dad! Grandpa! Old man!...
The hall suddenly burst into shouts.
Upon seeing this, Mrs. Tang angrily threw the cigarette rod in front of Ye Chen and shouted:
"Ye Chen, it's all your fault. You took a broken copper pipe and passed it off as an antique to celebrate your birthday. Aren't you deliberately trying to kill your grandfather? Get out! I don't want to see you!"
After the old lady finished speaking, she quickly shouted: "Here, please serve the old man back to his room to take medicine and rest."
The old lady knew that the old man was angry with Tang Xiaohu and others for teasing and teasing Ye Chen. But how could she possibly accuse her grandson in public?
Therefore, the blame can only be imposed on Ye Chen!
Snapped!
A loud slap hit Ye Chen firmly on the face!
Tang Wanyan looked at Ye Chen with shame and anger and said: