The school grass is flirtatious and sweet

With this happy mood, Ye Qingyang took the bus back home.

Ye Hong didn't lock the door behind him this time, Ye Qingyang easily opened the door and walked in.

Ye Hong was about to cook, but when he saw him back, he became very angry.

"Have you become more patient, have you grown up? You have even learned to steal things from home!"

Ye Qingyang looked confused, "I didn't."

"Didn't you take the food in your sister's house? Didn't you take the instant noodles in the kitchen?"

It was only at this moment that I realized that the instant noodles were gone, and I was really unresponsive.

Ye Qingyang complained in his heart, but his face was pitiful.

"I took food from my sister's house, but I left a note. As for the instant noodles in the kitchen, aunt, you locked the kitchen door yesterday, and I didn't go to the kitchen this morning. How can I get it?" ah."

Ye Hong was annoyed, "Then who knows, you are very capable now."

"I have no choice, I have no money, and you won't let me eat, so I can only eat some snacks from my sister."

"Are you eating a little? You are eating and taking!"

Ye Hong got angry when he said this, and rushed over to beat him.

Ye Qingyang was tired, how could this person forget to eat but not beat?

So many times, when did she really hit herself?

Didn't they all end up being beaten, that's all, provocative.

From this point of view, Ye Hong and "Ye Qingyang" really look like relatives.

Ye Qingyang dodged calmly, and only reminded Ye Hong when he smelled the smell of burnt food, "Auntie, is your dish burnt?"

Ye Hong stopped what she was doing in an instant, shouted "My pot", and ran to the kitchen in a hurry.

Ye Qingyang smiled, thinking she was really funny.

He reached out and twisted the doorknob of Ye Hong's room, only to find that Ye Hong had locked the door.

He went to twist the doorknob of Wang Hui's room again, and it was also locked.

That's right, it's been twice, no matter how stupid Ye Hong is, he should know how to lock the door, but it doesn't matter, Ye Qingyang looked at Wang Fan's room.

That was his room.

So tonight, let's sleep in Wang Fan's room.

Ye Qingyang smiled, and walked towards the balcony, preparing for a temporary truce.

As a result, as soon as he walked into the balcony, he keenly noticed that the floor was a bit slippery.

Ye Qingyang raised his foot, looked down, and saw that the floor was extraordinarily shiny, as if something had been wiped on it.

Not far away, there are also a few inconspicuous thumbtacks scattered around.

It turned out that he was waiting for himself here!

Not bad, progress, and finally a little brain!

Ye Qingyang was very relieved, and walked steadily into the balcony, took out his homework, and prepared to do some symbolic homework.

Ye Hong waited for a long time, but before he could scream, she secretly peeked out from the kitchen.

Seeing the balcony was peaceful, the open balcony door still looked familiar to her.

Strange, she obviously tried it, it is easy to slip and fall, why is Ye Qingyang okay?

Ye Hong was puzzled, the meal in his hand hadn't been finished yet, so he had no choice but to continue cooking.

When Wang Hui came back, Ye Qingyang had just finished today's homework.

Based on his current personality as a scumbag, Ye Qingyang is very cooperative and only writes a part of each paper for the performance. Don't ask, if the question is a scumbag, if he does it in the plenary meeting, is it still a scumbag?

As soon as he put away the papers, Wang Hui opened the door and walked in with her bag.

Seeing him at home, Wang Hui went straight to the balcony to kill him, cursing as he walked.

"Ye Qingyang, you little bastard, how dare you steal my things, are you still human? I think you don't want this face anymore, right? Then I'll tear it up for you!"

After she finished cursing, she stepped into the balcony angrily, then lost her posture for a moment, and leaned back.

Ye Qingyang's body was one step faster than his thoughts, he rushed over before she fell, and hugged her, "Sister, are you alright?"

Wang Hui raised her hand and wanted to slap him, Ye Qingyang was speechless, when she raised her hand, she calmly let go and took a step back.

With a bang, Wang Hui fell to the ground, and the thumbtack came out of her jeans and hit her thigh.

Ye Qingyang: ...

Who can blame this?It is especially good for heaven to do evil, but it is impossible to live for self-inflicted evil.

For the sake of the child, he kindly gave her a hand, but in the end she wanted to beat herself!

It's asking for trouble!

"Ah!" Wang Hui cried out in pain, leaning against the balcony door, looking at her stomach in fear.

Fortunately, when Ye Qingyang caught her just now, he was already very close to the ground, so although he let go, the baby was not hurt.

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, cold sweat broke out.

Seeing her expression, Ye Qingyang thought he deserved it.

What kind of mother is this character?

Being so inattentive to the child, thinking of hitting someone when he fell down, the child in his stomach will probably suffer a lot in the future.

Wang Hui slowed down, raised her head to stare at Ye Qingyang, and said preemptively, "Ye Qingyang! What's on the ground! It's so slippery, do you want to throw me and my son to death?!"

Ye Qingyang was speechless, "Sister, I am your son's savior, okay? If I hadn't picked you up for a while, it is not certain whether you still have this child in your stomach now!"

"You're a cat crying and a mouse pretending to be merciful. You will pick me up with good intentions? It must be because you made these things, so you picked me up. You are a guilty conscience!"

Ye Qingyang: ...

Ye Qingyang picked up a small bench behind him, "Come on, straighten your stomach, I won't be guilty of knocking out this child in your belly right now! Or let's re-simulate the scene just now, you can go forward boldly, Don't worry, even if you fall with two dead bodies, I will not help you, and I will applaud you without blinking, and praise you for a good fall!"

Wang Hui: ...

Ye Qingyang raised the small bench in his hand, "Hit or throw?"

Wang Hui: ...

"It's not who you are!" Wang Hui said angrily, "This is your place, you didn't make it, who made it!"

Ye Qingyang put down the small bench in his hand, pointed to the groceries on the balcony, and changed his tone.

"This is where my aunt puts her sundries. My aunt puts everything here, so the balcony is messy. I'm used to living here, so it's okay, but sister, you have a baby. How can you come here like this? The place, look, it fell."

Wang Hui looked at the groceries in front of her. What Ye Qingyang said was correct. This balcony was indeed used by Ye Hong to pile up sundries all the time, and it was not usually cleaned or tidied up. Anyway, it was Ye Qingyang who lived there, so they didn't bother to care about it.

Unexpectedly, I actually suffered a disadvantage here today.

Thinking of this, Wang Hui felt angry, and shouted at Ye Hong, "Mom, can you be more careful in the future, don't throw everything on the balcony, you think this is a garbage dump! You have to throw it!" Am I willing to die!"

Ye Hong was cooking with the door closed, and didn't hear her cry, so he ignored her.

Wang Hui was so angry that she wanted to stand up and talk to her, but because the floor was too slippery and she was pregnant again, she couldn't stand up for a while.

"What are you doing standing there, won't you give me a hand!" Wang Hui looked at Ye Qingyang and stretched out her hand, as if giving him infinite honor.

Ye Qingyang shook his head, leaned against the wall, and said in a melodious tone, "I dare not, I have a guilty conscience."

Wang Hui didn't expect that she would use her own words to block herself, and shouted angrily, "Didn't you not do it? Why are you guilty?!"

"I am a cat crying and a mouse pretending to be merciful. I will help you with good intentions? It must be because I made these things, so I will help you. Right sister?"

Wang Hui: ...

"Okay, okay, don't help me, I'll get up by myself!"

As she spoke, she was so angry that she tried to stand up.

Ye Qingyang looked at her funny appearance with his hands in his pockets, laughed wildly in his heart, but didn't show it on his face, and cheered her on, "Sister, come on! Sister, you can do it! Sister, you are like a toad now, hahaha, croak~ "

Just as Wang Hui stood firm, she was so angry that she almost slipped again.

She glared at Ye Qingyang, and slowly, stiffly and ridiculously walked out of the balcony.

Ye Qingyang applauded her: "Congratulations, sister, you succeeded! You stood up!"

Wang Hui was so angry that she reached out to hit him.

Ye Qingyang pretended to be frightened, fell down on the sofa, and kicked out the small bench next to the sofa.

Wang Hui didn't pay attention, tripped over the bench and almost fell down again.

Wang Hui hurriedly stabilized her figure, and felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach, so she glared at Ye Qingyang again and cursed, "Shameless, why didn't you take you away when your parents left? , look at who in this family likes you, you hot chicken, disgusting, you should get out and die."

Ye Qingyang pretended to be surprised, "Sister, how can you say that, you are my sister who is connected by blood!"

"Damn! Who the hell is your sister, don't try to get involved here, you bastard."

Ye Qingyang lowered his eyebrows and looked pleasing to the eye, "Sister, you are pregnant with a baby, how can you say such things."

Wang Hui rubbed her belly and said proudly, "My son is different from you. You are an orphan who no one wants. You are an outsider in our family! My son is the baby of the family. He has a father and a mother. Much nobler than you."

After she finished speaking, her noble son seemed to react a bit. Wang Hui frowned, clutched his stomach and walked towards his room.

Seeing her leaving, Ye Qingyang took out the phone that had just finished recording from his pocket, looked at the newly released evidence in his hand, and chuckled, idiot.

He walked to the balcony door and couldn't help laughing thinking of Wang Hui struggling here just now.

Ye Hong definitely didn't expect that this little trick she did didn't hurt herself, but her daughter.

This is called retribution, karmic cycle, retribution is not good!