This daughter who picked up was really polite, Ye Wuxin couldn't cry or laugh a little.

"Baby, you're going to freak my mom out like that. Ye Wuxin stretched out his hand and twisted it on the baby's pink carved face, slightly blaming.

Sure enough, Ye's mother Zhang Sulan's voice trembled a little: "It's bad, it may be that the monster tricked us into opening the door, Yingying quickly went to call the village director." ”

The baby's little mouth bar lala refused to be idle, and pouted: "The baby can't call." ”

"Mom...... Don't be afraid, it's me. Ye Wuxin shouted outside, "I'm Wuxin!"

Ye Yingying's surprised voice came from inside, "Mom, it's my brother, it's my brother who is back!"

Zhang Sulan was older and more experienced, and scolded: "Don't open the door yet, monsters and ghosts are cunning, who knows if you deliberately turned into your brother's voice to trick us into opening the door?" ”

Ye Wuxin looked helpless: "Mom, it's really me, I'm Wuxin, I saw on TV that our Dongyang monsters were making a lot of trouble, and I didn't worry about you running back." ”

"Let me ask you, you said you were unintentional, what day is your birthday?" Zhang Sulan asked in a deep voice, holding a wooden stick in one hand and a flashlight in the other.

"I am the tenth day of August in '92, and the welcome is July seventeen in '97. ”

The door slowly opened, and the flashlight shook on Ye Wuxin's body, and Zhang Sulan then shouted in surprise: "Wuxin, where is this, where is this child?"

"Hello grandma. ”

"Hello aunt. ”

The baby greets very dryly, and the voice is cute and sweet, as natural as seeing a familiar relative.

Ye Yingying is fifteen this year, one meter six, with a pair of big eyes lively and cute, melon seed face, exquisite facial features, seeing his brother holding a little girl in his arms, he couldn't help but "giggle"...... You haven't been home for half a year, and the child is so old? This little girl is so cute, like a doll, play with me. ”

The baby's head shook like a rattle: "eng...... The baby is not a doll, the baby is not allowed to play with Yingying, and Yingying cannot play with the baby. ”

Ye Yingying was even more interested, and he couldn't help but hold the baby with both hands: "Yo...... My little cutie, do you still say tongue twisters?"

The baby was a little angry and threatened Ye Yingying: "If the baby doesn't let you hold it, if you don't obey, the baby will burn you." ”

Ye Yingying smiled and leaned back: "Ahaha...... The little doll is so cute, with a good temper, a bit like my brother, it must be biological. ”

The baby baby drilled into Ye Wuxin's arms, pouted, and said, "Dad, the baby is going to be angry!"

Ye Wuxin hurriedly put the baby on the ground and stopped his sister and said, "Yingying, don't mess with her, she will set fire." ”

Zhang Sulan's face was pale, her eyes were full of contradictions, and she coughed and said, "Wuxin, what's going on? When did you have such a child, it looks like you have to be at least three or four years old, right?

Ye Wuxin couldn't cry or laugh, shook his head and said, "Mom, it's not what you think, wait until we enter the house." ”

Ye Wuxin stroked the baby's face: "Is it okay to let my aunt hold you?" my aunt will draw a big portrait, and I will let my aunt draw a baby for you later." ”

"Hmm. The baby nodded obediently.

Ye Yingying hurriedly bent down and hugged the little cutie, and couldn't help but kiss her pink face, "My eldest niece is so cute, my sister-in-law must be a fairy, right?"

Ye Wuxin scolded: "Yingying, don't talk nonsense, be careful of the baby and her anger." ”

He said to Zhang Sulan again: "Mom, come over and help me get some things, I bought you some gifts and came back." ”

Zhang Sulan noticed the brand-new car parked in front of the door, frowned, and said: "Unintentional, more and more rude, patronizing your own family to talk, why don't you let the driver master into the house to drink tea?

Ye Wuxin proudly pressed the electric key in his hand, making the door illuminated by the snow-white laser headlights as bright as day: "This is the car your son bought, and I drove it back by myself." ”

"The car you bought?"

At this moment, Zhang Sulan's heart was full of mixed feelings, since her husband was paralyzed, she was worried about her son's future.

Although her son is very competitive, his grades from elementary school to high school have always been among the best, and he was successfully admitted to a national key university, but after her husband was paralyzed, the family lost its most important economic pillar, and Zhang Sulan knew that her son's future road must be difficult and difficult.

In this era when housing prices are blooming, and in this era when marrying a daughter-in-law spends a lot of money, even if Ye Wuxin can find a better job after graduation, if he wants to buy a house in installments, set a marriage, and marry a daughter-in-law, I am afraid that there is no 500,000 yuan, which is definitely not enough.

Even if Ye Wuxin is lucky, he will find a good job with a monthly salary of six or seven thousand after graduation, and if he wants to accumulate 500,000 yuan, he is afraid that it will take ten or eight years, so Zhang Sulan never dared to hope that her son would one day drive his own car.

As for writing online novels to make money, Zhang Sulan has never been optimistic, she always feels that it is a matter of time and rain, there is no tomorrow today, and it is better to be a down-to-earth person.

"Where did you get the money to buy a car?"

Zhang Sulan's throat was a little choked, and her nose was sour, "This car is so good-looking, it costs seventy or eighty thousand yuan, right? You said you, why don't you save up to buy a house and marry a daughter-in-law after you make money, and it's not too late to buy the car when you have plenty of money in your hand!"

Since her husband was paralyzed, she got up early and went to bed late, planted five acres of land at home, raised two pigs, five or six sheep, and contracted a piece of land by the stream at the edge of the village to plant mulberry trees.

Without waiting for Ye Wuxin to answer, Ye Yingying next to him rushed to say: "I can't buy two seventy or eighty thousand, this is a BMW car, it is estimated to be three or four hundred thousand, right?"

"Huh?"

Zhang Sulan was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth, "Thirty, three or four hundred thousand?

Ye Yingying suddenly had an epiphany and poked his brother with his finger: "Oh...... I know, you must have married a rich woman with children, and exchanged your lifelong marriage for a BMW. It must be so. ”

The evidence is conclusive, there is a car and a daughter, Ye Yingying's inference is reasonable.

"Is that really the case, Heartless?"

Zhang Sulan's face suddenly became ugly, paused, and sighed, "However, this girl is very good-looking, and it is estimated that her mother is not ugly, if she is really good to you, mother...... And your dad can accept it too. ”

Ye Wuxin was simply ridiculous, and while opening the door and stuffing the gifts he bought into his mother's arms one after another, he explained: "Mom, don't listen to Yingying's nonsense, how could I marry a second marriage with a child who pursues perfection so much?"

The baby baby who was being held by Ye Yingying suddenly stopped doing it and protested: "The baby is not nonsense. ”

Ye Wuxin blew his beard and glared at the baby: "Dad is talking about my aunt, her name is Yingying, and she makes two sounds." You call the baby, make a sound, don't talk nonsense. ”

Ye Wuxin stuffed two down jackets into his mother's arms, held cigarettes, alcohol and a mobile phone case, locked the car and entered the house, and said as he walked: "I bought this car by selling the copyright when I wrote a novel." ”

Zhang Sulan bolted the door tightly, led Ye Wuxin's brothers and sisters into the house, and then bolted the door to death, and hurriedly closed the curtains after turning on the light, trying not to let a little light shine through.

The room was filled with a strong smell of herbs, which Zhang Sulan fried for her husband Ye Kuan to drink.

The town's traditional Chinese medicine practitioner said that insisting on taking the herbs he prepared every day is conducive to the recovery of the meridians, and as long as he takes it consistently, Ye Kuan may be able to stand up again one day. So Zhang Sulan insisted on boiling medicine for her husband every day.

Ye Kuan's ears are good, and he heard the conversation between the two from afar, and laughed heartily on the hospital bed: "Haha...... My son has a chance to write novels? I just said, my family's unintentional is definitely not a thing in the pool, and when it encounters a storm, it will turn into a dragon and rise straight into the sky. ”

Zhang Sulan showed a proud expression: "Okay, don't blow it, your son won't follow you at this point." ”

Seeing that his father was in good spirits and his laughter was hearty, Ye Wuxin was very pleased, and sat on the edge of the bed and stroked his father's unconscious legs: "Dad, I'm back to see you." ”

"It's good to be back!"

Ye Kuan was also relieved, his eyes were full of fatherly love, "Actually, you shouldn't come back, Dongyang County is too dangerous now." Your mother and I didn't dare to call you, just because we were afraid that you would run back, but I didn't expect you to come back anyway. ”

Ye Wuxin took apart the "Su cigarette" he bought and handed it to his father: "Dad, try this cigarette." ”

"Yo...... This cigarette is expensive. ”

Forty-five years old, with a flat head, a Chinese face, and a yellowish complexion, Ye Kuan, who was a little distressed when he looked at the cigarettes handed by his son, "Son, it's not that my father said you, although you have made money now, you have to learn to save." You absolutely support you when you buy a car and become a father, but you can't spend it indiscriminately, don't smoke this cigarette, go back another day!"

Ye Wuxin was a little anxious: "Dad, when you are a son, you haven't been filial to you, let me do my filial piety! I sold the copyright for two million, there is no shortage of money, you have smoked cheap cigarettes all your life, why not improve it for you when you are a son?"

Listening to Ye Wuxin's words, Ye Kuan sighed with emotion, silently took the cigarette and lit it, and took a few puffs: "Two million, an ordinary worker can't earn so much money in his life, my son is indeed promising......! I'm so happy!"

Zhang Sulan smiled and blamed: "You said that you bought something bad for your father, buy him cigarettes when you go home, there are children in this house, it affects your health." ”

"Where's the kid?"

Ye Kuan found the three-year-old girl in Ye Yingying's arms, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded, "Yo...... You said that I looked at me and talked to my son, but I didn't see an extra child in the family, whose child is this?"

The baby has been staying in Ye Yingying's arms very well-behaved, and did not disturb Ye Wuxin's father and son's talk, and when he saw the old man asking himself, he showed a sweet smile: "Hello grandpa, I am my father's child." ”