She scoffed and turned away, disdainful of meeting someone.

"Phew."

Liu Cuihua spat hatefully behind her back, and her eyes flashed with cruelty and resentment.

*

"Jingle bell, jingle bell."

The crisp and pleasant sound of bells came from far and near, and Ye Jian and Ye Xiufang drove the mule cart and slowly entered the entrance of the village.

"Dad, second sister, you're back."

Ye Xiuyan pushed open the fence door, and just saw the father and daughter returning from the town, and happily greeted them.

"Xiuyan, what's your grandmother's illness?"

Ye Jian saw her coming out of the dilapidated house at the east end of the village, skillfully pulled the reins, and jumped out of the carriage.

"Not so good."

Ye Xiuyan said honestly: "Brother Lobby hit her too hard, she couldn't accept it, she didn't have the idea of living, and she already had the appearance of running out of oil and running out." ”

Ye Jian's heart sank: "How long can you hold on?" ”

Ye Xiuyan shook her head gloomily: "At most, half a month." ”

"Ugh."

Ye Jian sighed deeply, and his mood was depressed.

"Daddy."

Ye Xiuyan glanced at the courtyard next door, and saw that some villagers poked their heads out to look out, so she lowered her voice and whispered: "Life and death are fate, look at it." ”

"You and Xiulian will go back first in the mule cart, and Dad will go to see your grandmother."

Ye Jian forcibly pulled out a smile and handed the soft whip in his hand to his daughter.

"Okay."

Ye Xiuyan obediently agreed, took the whip, and jumped on the wheel flexibly.

"Smack."

She flicked her whip into the air, and the mule heard the command, spewed a rough breath from its nostrils, and pulled the cart slowly.

"Dad is so filial."

Ye Xiufang sat side by side with her, glanced back, and saw Ye Jian pushing open the fence door and walking into the courtyard with heavy steps.

"It's a pity that grandma can't see it."

Ye Xiuyan shook her horsewhip and sneered: "There is only that white-eyed wolf who hates the poor and loves the rich." ”

Ye Xiufang's eyes were slightly red: "I hate big brother." ”

"There's no need to be angry with that kind of person."

Ye Xiuyan patted her shoulder and smiled with relief: "It's not worth it." ”

"How dare he."

Ye Xiufang still couldn't let go: "He is not afraid that the coffin board of the ancestor will not be able to hold it down, and he will crawl out from under the ground to teach him?" ”

"Actually, this kind of thing has not been uncommon since ancient times."

Ye Xiuyan's delicate eyebrows and eyes were cold: "However, it is rare for someone like Ye Mingjie to cut off his family in two, change his name and surname, and do such a unique job." ”

"He's not going to end well."

Ye Xiufang gritted her teeth: "Sooner or later, one day, the family who has joined the family will also see his true face of cold-heartedness." ”

"Don't think about it, it's really not worth it."

Ye Xiuyan didn't want the villain to affect her mood, so she simply changed the topic: "With this idle time, it is better to pickle a few more jars of salted duck eggs and send them to the town to sell for money." ”

"Mm-hmm, not really."

At the mention of salted duck eggs, Ye Xiufang's eyes lit up instantly, leaving Ye Mingjie behind: "What are you doing with him, wasting my saliva." ”

The speed of changing his face is comparable to that of a play on the stage.

"Hahaha."

Ye Xiuyan was so happy that she almost burst out laughing.

*

"Sister, sister."

Douding was playing on the beach, and saw the mule cart from a distance, waving his little tender arms, and happily calling his sister.

"Hello Boss."

Children who were having fun on the beach after school heard the shouts and gathered around them, howling wolf at the top of their throats.

Bean buns, black cows and dog eggs are mixed in, and the howl is particularly loud.

"It's not early, you guys, go home for dinner."

Ye Xiuyan jumped off the mule cart and shook the whip in a dashing manner.