After the fake daughter’s true feelings were leaked, she was completely ruined

The cake was served. As the protagonist of this banquet, Mr. Mo Ye naturally had to go on stage to give a speech. After delivering an impassioned speech, everyone began to share the cake.

Ye Xunzhi couldn't wait to take a bite of the million-dollar cake.

【Yummy! I thought it was just fake! 】

Looking at the shining eyes of the girl next to him, Mr. Mo Ye's originally peaceful heart could not help but ripples, and his smile was tinged with kindness.

Mr. Mo Ye went to the back hall, and Ye Xunzhi followed behind with a cake, and then suddenly noticed.

"Second Grandpa, don't you want to eat cake?"

Mr. Mo Ye calmly sat in the pavilion in the back garden and finally had a quiet sip of tea:

"No, I don't really want to eat it."

Aunt Ye Jie frowned and was worried: "Dad, do you still have a bad appetite? The housekeeper said you haven't eaten much for several days."

Mr. Mo Ye waved his hands, and just as he was about to say something big, his youngest daughter Ye He rushed over impatiently carrying a bag of things.

"It's okay, dad. It's okay if you have a bad appetite. I've brought something that can cure your bad appetite."

After hearing this, Mr. Mo Ye lowered his head in confusion and looked at the things Ye He put on the table. Ye Xunzhi also stretched his neck curiously.

"This is...Old Capital Bean Juice!"

"That's right." Ye He put his hands on his hips proudly: "After drinking this cup of soybean juice, it will taste delicious in the future."

Mr. Mo Ye frowned. Although he had been in the capital for so many years, he had never tasted this thing before and he hesitated:

"tasty?"

Ye He: "It tastes good."

Mr. Mo Ye took up the bean juice with hesitation, and Ye Xunzhi's inner voice came out at this moment.

[It doesn’t taste good, that’s not how you drink bean juice. 】

Mr. Moye put down the bowl.

Ye He was heartbroken, niece, you don't even know what a good thing you did to my aunt.

Just as Mr. Moye was about to give his daughter a half-smiling look, he heard a voice in his heart and continued——

[The correct way to open the bean juice is clearly that first you have to add salt, and you have to put two burnt rings first, and then a plate of pickles. Eat some pickles first, and then put the burnt rings into the bean juice. 】

Mr. Mo Ye took a look and saw that there were indeed burnt rings and pickles in the bag. He honestly sprinkled some salt on them first, then chewed the pickles, and finally dipped them in the bean juice.

Just as he was about to stuff it into his mouth, he saw Ye Xunzhi next to him with a confused and surprised look in his eyes.

[Strange, why did Second Grandpa really do what I just thought of? 】

not good!

Mr. Mo Ye quickly made amends. He sat upright and showed off his lifelong acting skills, and asked Ye Xunzhi doubtfully:

"What's wrong, you keep staring at me and you want to eat?"

"No." Ye Xunzhi felt that there was nothing to hide and asked honestly: "Second Grandpa, how do you know this way of eating?"

"Oh, I heard it from the third uncle next door when I was walking around." Mr. Mo Ye responded calmly.

Ye Xunzhi suddenly realized.

[So that’s it. It seems that the third uncle next door and I have something in common. We can all think of it together. I really want to get to know each other if I have the chance. 】

Mr. Mo Ye smiled inwardly and took a bite of the burnt ring. Yes, yes, that's what you think. Then his movements froze and the taste in his mouth dissipated.

[After all, there are not many people in the world who can be as wicked as me. I chew the burnt rings vigorously, wait for the taste to disperse in my mouth, and then throw the bowl away with all my strength. 】

Mr. Moye: Ugh! ! !

When Mr. Ye heard that his second brother was back, he slipped over for a walk, but he came a little late and missed the scene of Mr. Mo Ye drinking bean juice.

"What are you doing?" Mr. Ye came over.

A bright smile immediately appeared on Mr. Mo Ye's bitter face:

"Brother, come here quickly. I just discovered something very delicious. You must try the Old Capital Bean Juice."

Mr. Ye was confused: "Old Jingcheng bean juice? I've heard of it, isn't it said that it doesn't taste good?"

"Those are other people's comments. The brave are the ones who have the courage to try."

Mr. Ye took the bean juice from his inexplicably enthusiastic brother and was about to drink it when he heard——

[Second Grandpa is planning to trick Grandpa, he was about to vomit just now. 】

Mr. Ye's hand stopped abruptly in the air.

Mr. Mo Ye's stern face was too much.

[Actually, if you think about it carefully, this should not be the cause of the soybean juice. Cooked soybean juice is very hard to drink. You should drink raw soybean juice. 】

Mr. Ye put it down, his smile did not change, he glanced at the raw bean juice written next to him and picked it up:

"I remember someone said that raw bean juice tastes better than cooked bean juice. Let me try the raw bean juice."

He raised his head and took a big mouthful, and the second half of Ye Xunzhi's sentence came to him like this.

[Because raw bean juice is more difficult to drink. 】

Mr. Ye: Poof! ! !

Mr. Mo Ye almost burst into tears with excitement: Good boy, Second Grandpa loves you! ! !

My aunt Ye He's eyes changed when she looked at Ye Xunzhi. She wanted to call her niece the MVP of this game!

She admitted that she was superficial before and could not see the truth.

It was at this time that Ye Lan arrived belatedly. He was warmly welcomed by the two old men as soon as he arrived.

Mr. Ye had a smile on his face: "Come on, second brother, finish this bowl of bean juice. Grandpa just took a sip. It's delicious."

Mr. Mo Ye smiled and said: "Yes, when you come to the capital, you must drink a cup of old capital bean juice."

Ye Lan: "..."

Something is wrong, something is very wrong.

He first looked at his eldest brother, and Ye Yunhuai slowly looked away.

Then he turned to the little girl, pondered for a moment and asked: "Have you ever drank it? Let me describe the taste of soybean juice."

Ye Xunzhi: "It tastes delicious. I have to describe it as silky, just like the rice paper on the surface of White Rabbit toffee."

Good guy, the last person you described like this was a fly.

[Let’s put it this way, the taste of bean juice is just like licking the armpit of a 40-year-old man in 60-degree weather. 】

For the first time, Ye Lan felt that the power of words was so deafening.

He turned to the two old men and took a big step back: "My grandson has retreated."

This retreat lasts a lifetime.

Two old men: "Stop!"

One presses the person, the other pinches the mouth and pours it in hard. The two brothers cooperate with each other in an unprecedented tacit understanding.

Others are afraid of harming Chiyu.

Don't dare to move, don't dare to move at all. Second brother/second brother/Xiaoye, just go ahead and we will all remember you.

The old housekeeper on the side was full of joy: "I haven't been so lively in a long time."

............

It was a bit late, and after the banquet, the Ye family and others decided to stay at Mr. Mo Ye's place.

A guest room on the top floor was arranged for Ye Xunzhi. There was also a lazy rattan chair on the public balcony. Ye Xunzhi nestled in it with pillows and watched videos.

At this moment a WeChat message popped up.

Ye Xunzhi took a closer look and saw that it was Xi Rongrong, the monitor of Fifth Brother's high school.

Ever since she helped each other remove the ring and hid it in her brother's asshole, the two have become good friends, exchanging contact information with each other, chatting from time to time, and now they have become very familiar with each other.

[Monitor: Can Zhizhi ask you a question? ]

[He runs away from me and chases the God of Wealth, but it’s hard to fly: What’s the problem? ]

[Team Leader: That’s right. You know the old man attaches great importance to me recently. He knows that I have not had a good life before. Just as I am about to become an adult, he wants to give me a car and says that he can choose whatever he wants. If it were you, what car would you choose? . ]

Xi Rongrong thought about what kind of car her sister liked. After she got her driver's license, she would take Ye Xunzhi out for a ride to give him a surprise.

Ye Xunzhi touched his chin and thought for a while before replying.

[He runs away from me and chases the God of Wealth, but he cannot fly: If it were me, I would choose a stroller. ]

What a cerebral palsy answer.

Xi Rongrong was silent for a second, no, no, no, how could she think like this? My sister must have her own thoughts when doing this. As a sister, no matter how she answers, she should give an encouraging and supportive attitude.

[He ran away from me and chased the God of Wealth but couldn’t fly: Pick a stroller and let grandpa push me, because my parents didn’t like me when I was young. Grandpa, you are probably the first person in this world who is truly unconditionally good to me. . ]

[He ran away from me and chased the God of Wealth but couldn’t fly: Or maybe he wanted a bicycle. My younger brother had one when I was a kid, so I could only ask for the old one he used. I really want to have a bicycle in this life that is truly my own as a gift from my elders. ]

[He runs away from me and chases the God of Wealth, but it’s hard to fly: It’s really not possible, and it’s not necessary to have a car. Use the opportunity of buying a car to exchange for a bag of candy with grandpa. When I was a kid, other kids’ grandparents would buy candies for them to eat, and I wanted to try them too. ]

Xi Rongrong: "..."

Is this my sister? This is my life counselor!

Aunt Ye Jie happened to come over with a fruit plate at this time. Seeing that Ye Xunzhi was chatting enthusiastically, she put down the fruit plate and walked around behind her quietly to leave.

I casually glanced at the chat history and stopped in shock, especially when I saw Ye Xunzhi's answer.

what is this?

"Ye Xunzhi teaches you how to win all the property in three sentences"? !