Chapter Seventy-Five: Washing Feet (Monday 5th Update)
Ye Bihuang came home, now Ye Junfeng and Su Yu have not slept, the two know that their son was pulled by the school to tutor, and they wait until late every day to go to bed, just because their son will be hungry when he comes back late occasionally.
If his son is really hungry and wants to eat, Su Yu wants his son to have a hot meal at any time.
Ye Bihuang walked to his room, cleaned up his things, and saw that his mother's sideburns, who were cleaning in the living room, already had some gray hair. He suddenly felt some soreness in his nose.
It was only because of that accident that the Ye family declined, and Su Yu changed from the wife of the factory director to a housewife of a down-and-out family.
She has always been hardworking and has never complained.
Ye Bihuang thought about it, walked to the toilet, brought a basin, connected the hot water in it, put cold water, and tried it with his hands and felt that the temperature was enough.
He walked in front of Su Yu with a basin.
Just when Su Yu didn't know what he was going to do, Ye Bihuang's voice suddenly sounded.
"Mom, today I will wash your feet and Dad's feet, and in the future, as long as I am at home, I will wash your and Dad's feet."
Ye Bihuang's voice was very calm, not high-pitched at all, his expression was very solemn, and he changed his usual faint smile.
Su Yu suddenly felt that her nose was sour, and her eyes were a little blurry, she put down the rag in her hand, put her hands on Ye Bihuang's shoulders and said, "Son, no need, my mother knows that you love me, you better concentrate on studying." Su Yu knew that Ye Bihuang's grades had dropped very badly during this time, but he didn't know that he had been the third from the bottom of the class in this exam.
Ye Junfeng didn't know either, otherwise, Ye Bihuang would probably be a reborn with a broken buttocks.
"Nope! Mom, I must wash, you don't refuse. Su Yu looked at his son's determined gaze, sighed, and nodded.
The son seems to have changed during this time, not only cooking well, but also doing housework much more diligently, the school even sent a teacher to teach him to study at night, and now he is sensible to wash his feet.
Ye Bihuang asked his mother to sit down, then bent down and took off Su Yu's shoes, he carefully examined his mother's shoes for the first time in his life.
The shoes are very torn, they are a lady's thick-soled leather shoes, which are already covered with wind and frost, Ye Bihuang doesn't know the age of this shoe, he only knows that his mother has such a pair of shoes since he was in the fourth or fifth grade, and he really forgot the memory of the past.
"Mom, your shoes are three or four years old, right?"
"It's been six years, and I remember that your father bought it for me when he was the factory director, and I was very happy." When Su Yu talked about these shoes, her originally pale face suddenly became rosy, her face seemed to bloom with flowers, and her tone was full of joy.
"It's been six years." Ye Bihuang sighed deeply in his heart, the burden on his shoulders was heavy, and he carried the happiness of many people.
He must make his family rich as soon as possible, at least richer than when his father was the factory director! The son wants to raise but the relatives are not there, and the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop.
He will never have to endure the pain of his previous life again.
Ye Bihuang gently took off his socks for Su Yu, the socks were already broken, Ye Bihuang's own socks were new, and Su Yu bought them for him a few days ago.
Ye Bihuang's tears swirled in his eyes, he had to stare at his eyes and didn't dare to raise his head, the man didn't flick when he had tears, he would never allow himself to shed tears, especially in front of his mother. Maybe all the children in the world are children in front of their parents! But in this life, he must be a tough guy and a pillar! Hold up the whole family!
Ye Bihuang's heart suddenly ignited a huge fire, as if there was a tendency to burn the prairies, and no one could stop his development.
Originally, since he was reborn, he just wanted to make up for the regrets of his previous life, he was moving forward step by step, but he never found that there were still so many things around him that needed him to do, and so many people needed him to care.
Mother's feet met Ye Bihuang's eyes.
Mother's feet were rough, they seemed to be doing heavy work, there were cracks on the surface of the feet, the toenails of the thumb were black, some of them were black, but fortunately, the other four nails were normal, both feet.
Ye Bihuang gently put Su Yu's feet in the water basin, originally Su Yu was afraid that the water was very hot when he saw the heat in the basin, but he didn't expect the temperature to be just right, Ye Bihuang gently rubbed the instep of his feet for his mother.
Su Yu's eyes were already red, this was the most sensible time for his son.
Parents in the world, if nothing else, they don't care for their son's money, nor for their son's future pension, but they just need such a small care - just such a small care can see the warmth of their whole hearts.
Ye Bihuang endured it for a long time, and Ah finally held back the tears in his eyes, he raised his head with a smile and asked his mother: "Mom, what about my dad, what is he doing." ”
"Your father, this guy is playing cards next door, your Uncle Li's house, he is a little obsessed with playing cards during this time, he is really tired from work, and he still has time to play cards at night." Su Yu is actually concerned about her husband, who works so tirelessly in the factory every day, and when she comes back, she doesn't take a break to accompany herself and her son for a while, and she wants to go out to play cards, which really makes her incomprehensible.
But this may be her husband's way of relaxing, as long as she doesn't go out to find a woman, she can tolerate it.
So in front of Ye Junfeng, she never said anything
Over there, Ye Bihuang was washing his mother's feet, and over here, Lee Kuan Yew's father*** and Ye Junfeng and two other neighbors were sitting at the table playing cards.
"How much this time?" With a cigarette in his mouth, he asked Ye Junfeng with slanted eyes.
"The old rules, two cents, do you still have money to gamble."
Ye Junfeng laughed, this neighborhood is surrounded by people in shantytowns, and no one's income is high, everyone plays cards for a dime or two, and no one plays with you.
One dime or two cents will lose at most two or three yuan a night, and I don't feel distressed if I lose.
If it's a big gamble, it's really gambling, and you can't afford it.
"Hey, you said that little rabbit cub in my house, it's almost ten o'clock and he hasn't come back yet, what are you crazy about outside! I'll repair him when I go back, hey, my child is really not as good as yours. ”
"My son can't do it either, and he can't study well." Ye Junfeng raised his eyebrows, indeed, since his family moved into the shantytown, Ye Junfeng knew that Ye Bihuang's academic performance had plummeted, but he didn't know what the teachers and the school thought recently--suddenly he had to work overtime for his son at night! Is it really that he likes his admission results and thinks he is a good seedling?