He Is Warmer Than Time

In particular, the three sisters of the Ye Family are all scientists, and their temperaments are relatively simple. They can't even imagine that the aunts they have been kind to are such wolves and tigers. They are unpredictable and terrible.

In the living room, the family was sitting on the sofa. Ye Hui looked at Shen Zhaozheng and couldn't help feeling distressed. The child was almost smothered to death by Huang Wei.

And for so many years, they have always treated the real culprit with smiles.

When they think of this, they feel guilty and uneasy.

Ye Liangtian glanced at Shen Zhaozheng: "Zhaozheng, you have worked hard."

Zhao Zheng has been investigating this matter. Without Zhao Zheng, the truth would not have surfaced.

"When you told me it was Huang Wei, I believed you, do you know?"

Shen Zhaozheng smiled: "I know."

Doubtful.

Ye Liangtian sighed, "I am sorry for your mother."

I'm sorry, but it's not really sincere. The woman may have slowly faded from his memory. What makes him feel lingering is that his son almost disappeared.

In order to save the children's heart, such an insincere regret, I still have to say.

Shen Zhaozheng said lightly: "You are really sorry for him. If it weren't for you, she would not leave Yejia. When she needed you, you were not by her side."

Ye Liangtian was slightly dissatisfied and felt that this shouldn't be the attitude of his son talking to his father, but he was speechless about his accusation, and he was really speechless, so just shut up.

Just let him vent.

Shen Zhaozheng turned to look at Ye Hui again: "I want to go and see her in front of her tomb now."

The three sisters said in unison: "We are with you."

The four siblings went together. Ye Liangtian did not go. He had no face to go to see his wife, and Shen Zhaozheng and the others did not want him to go with him.

In front of the tombstone, Shen Zhaozheng looked at the woman who was smiling softly above. Although they hadn't been together for a day, this kind of relationship of flesh and blood was innate. Thinking of everything she had encountered, he would instinctively feel heartache.

The north wind whistled over his head. As the eldest sister, Ye Hui whispered: "Zhaozheng, we...I'm sorry."

They recognized the thief as their relatives. In the past few decades, they had never doubted Huang Wei, but it was the younger brother of this less advanced family who found out all the truth.

They are really ashamed of their brother and mother.

Shen Zhaozheng's eyes flashed lightly: "It's not your fault, the matter has passed, Huang Wei slays the law, mother Quanxia knows that she can also squint her eyes."

Ye Shu stretched out his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes. If they could come back, they tried everything they could to keep their mother.

How desperate she was in the last years of her life.

And the culprit of all this is Huang Wei, and secondly, they are actually their father.

If he hadn't broken his mother's heart, how could she have left the house when she was pregnant?

For good luck, if she is alive and has some of their children, even if she divorces her father, she should be able to live a comfortable and leisurely life.

It's a pity, it's really a pity.

The three sisters of Yejia left the cemetery, leaving only Shen Zhaozheng and Gu Nian standing there.

At the end of March, in the evening, the sun's brilliance disappeared inch by inch, the shadow of Holly gradually became dim, and a crow perched on the tombstone, making a wow.

Although the atmosphere was a little weird, Gu Nian didn't feel scared.