"Mrs. Wang, open your dog's eyes and see clearly, this is my youngest son Wusheng!"

Wang Po was coldly named by Grandma Ye, so she sneered and said: "Sister Ye, isn't your Wusheng dead? Don't you push everything on Wusheng's body because of Yunkai's leg accident? Everyone in our town knows that my youngest son has been dead for more than 20 years? Sister Ye, we all know that you are obsessed with Ye Wusheng's death? But this person can't be resurrected after death, you, don't go crazy because the two sons have an accident!"

Old Lady Liu also ridiculed: "How can a person who has been dead for more than 20 years come back to life? Could it be that it is a fraudulent corpse?"

Granny Wang sighed: "Sister Ye, you have to mourn and change." ”

Ye Wusheng sneered, and he said to Grandma Ye: "Mother, who are these people?"

Grandma Ye thought that Ye Wusheng really didn't know these people, so she introduced them one by one: "This is the Wang Po of North Street, this is the old lady Liu, and this is the ......"

"Mother, when I left, it was obvious that they were younger than you, why are they so old now? At first glance, my son is unfilial, jealous of you, and ran to you to find a sense of existence!"

Ye Wusheng looked at Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Liu with blushing faces with pity.

"Mother, I think they are not only old, but also blind, and even my brother and I can't tell the difference. ”

In fact, today's Ye Yunkai and Ye Wusheng are quite easy to distinguish.

Ye Wusheng is whiter and thinner.

Ye Yunkai's skin is darker and stronger.

A few beams of looking eyes fell on Ye Wusheng's face, and Ye Wusheng was neither humble nor arrogant, sitting in a wheelchair and letting them look at him.

"It's really foggy?"

"Yunkai is not so white?"

"But, hasn't the fog been dead for decades, and why did he come back all of a sudden?"

Grandma Ye glared at Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Liu fiercely, "In the future, if I hear anyone talking nonsense again, I will tear your mouths apart!"

The sun is very hot in the summer.

Ye Wusheng's skin was white, and after only such a while, his face was flushed.

Grandma Ye was very distressed.

"Wusheng, let's go, let's go back to the house. ”

Ye Wusheng responded, and said filial piety: "I listen to my mother." ”

Grandma Ye pushed Ye Wusheng into the stove room.

Ye Linlang looked at the aunts and mothers-in-law in the courtyard with a smile, and said with a smile: "You have also seen this excitement, please go back." ”

In fact, Ye Linlang knows very well that it will be passed on by these mothers-in-law.

The news of Ye Wu's resurrection from life and death will spread throughout Jiameng Town in less than half an hour.

The Ye family's small courtyard is going to be lively for a while today.

Ye Linlang was annoyed, of course, the most important thing was that she didn't want those people to stare at Ye Wusheng's legs.

As soon as he left, he closed the door of the courtyard directly.

The family lives their own small life purely.

"Grandma, are you up?"

When Ye Linlang entered the stove room, she happened to see Grandma Ye kneading dough in front of the board.

"It's up, it's time to start packing. ”

Grandma Ye looked at her little son with a loving face, and said in a low voice: "Wusheng, I will wrap your favorite sugar triangle buns in a while." ”

"Mother, I'll add firewood to you. ”

After Ye Linlang tidied up the front of the stove door, she pushed Ye Wusheng to the front of the stove door.

In front of the stove put some coarse firewood and straw to start the fire.

Ye Linlang asked, "Little uncle, will you?"

"I will. ”

Ye Wusheng also deliberately demonstrated to Ye Linlang.

Seeing this, Ye Linlang walked to Grandma Ye's side with a smile on her face, ready to make steamed buns together.