Yipin Chef

On the morning, Ye Chengfeng had been waiting for Jia Le to talk about something, and seeing him go to bed without eating dinner, he became worried: "Why do you go to bed so early, are you uncomfortable?"

"Well," Jia Le wrapped herself tightly with a quilt, "No, I'm a little tired, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

"Oh." Ye Chengfeng was puzzled, and asked again: "Didn't you say you want to tell me something? What is it?"

Jia Le covered her head with the quilt, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm tired and sleepy, I'm going to sleep, you go back and rest first, if you have something to say, I'll talk to you tomorrow."

Ye Chengfeng stood beside his bed in silence for a while, and finally left silently, closing the door carefully.

After he left, Jia Le poked her head out of the quilt, stared blankly at the top of the tent, with complicated emotions flowing in her eyes, suddenly got up from the bed, took a pen and paper, wrote a letter, and then Packed up his luggage, and quietly left Ye Mansion at night.

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22, leave without saying goodbye...

"Come on, come on..."

Early in the morning, Ye Chengfeng's panicked and angry voice resounded throughout the Ye Mansion, alarming everyone.

Ye Chengfeng held a piece of paper in his hand, his face was livid,

"What happened? Brother, you are not in good health, don't get excited." Ye Chengyun said, took a look at the paper in his hand, and his face changed drastically.

On the paper was Jiale's message to Ye Chengfeng, only saying that he could not marry him, and asking him to find another good mate, nothing else was said, why, what was the difficulty, where did he go, nothing was mentioned.

"It's really unreasonable." Mrs. Ye ordered angrily, "Go and see what valuable things are missing."

Narcissus answered, "There will be nothing missing."

Mrs. Ye glared at her: "How do you know?"

After checking, the servants reported that there was really nothing missing, what was missing was Jiale’s personal clothes, which were the things he brought when he first came, and the things Ye Chengfeng gave him, including daily necessities, were well placed in the house , placed neatly, the same number.But the painting that Ye Chengfeng drew for him disappeared.

Ye Chengfeng's face became even uglier, he kicked the table, and shouted: "Go and find me, if you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see dead bodies."

Narcissus was startled: "Eldest young master, don't talk about being dead or alive. He must have been hiding somewhere for a few days, and he will appear when you forget about it. It's scary to see a dead body when you die."

"Maybe he was robbed by gangsters and coerced into writing that note." Ye Chengfeng clenched his fists, trembling, still unwilling to believe the facts in front of him. Jia Le's thoughtfulness must be due to affection. How could it be? Running away without saying a word, how could he reject marriage like this?How could anyone reject Ye Chengfeng's affection and charm? How could this be possible? It was like stabbing a knife into his proud heart.

He must have been kidnapped, must be, must be.

Ye Chengfeng immediately got on his horse and ordered someone to lead the way back to He's residence in Miyang County.

Ye Chengfeng has stayed in Miryang for many years, and this is the first time he has visited the slums in the south. He saw the sewage flowing in the streets, garbage everywhere, dilapidated and lifeless houses, and the people inside had ragged sleeves and shrunk their necks sadly. Trembling.

"You look poor." Ye Chengfeng said to himself contemptuously, but he was a little puzzled in his heart, how could Jiale live in such a place, and how could he maintain such a sunny and optimistic attitude and a pure and kind heart?

Ye Chengfeng suppressed his curiosity and stopped a person to ask for directions.

"Are you looking for He Wenhui's house? Just walk along this street. There is a very different one. It's his house." A passerby pointed carelessly and left with a vegetable basket on his back.

"Hey... speak clearly." Ye Chengfeng called him from behind, feeling depressed. There is only one street here, so naturally you walk along the street, but there are many houses on both sides. Which one is it?

Ye Chengfeng continued to walk forward with a sullen head. While looking to the sides, he suddenly saw a very distinctive house. The courtyard door was old and the paint was gone, but it was cleaned very cleanly, and there was no garbage at the door. Sewage and snow, different from other dark and dirty houses, this yard has a kind of life.A small building is hidden inside, and there is a bunch of flowers in the window, strictly speaking, it is not a flower, but a bunch of thorns, with a green pine sticking in it.

Ye Chengfeng was shocked by the pot of things in the window, and couldn't wait to go up and knock on the door.

A girl opened the door and looked at him suspiciously.

"Excuse me, is this He Wenhui's home?"

"That's right, what's the matter, young master?" The girl only opened the door a crack, and didn't invite him in, but just listened to him inside the door.

Ye Chengfeng saw that the girl was twenty-eight years old, with picturesque features, snowy skin, elegant temperament, facial features and demeanor somewhat similar to Jia Le's, and guessed that she must be one of Jia Le's five younger sisters.

"I'm Ye Chengfeng. I'm looking for your elder sister. He disappeared last night, leaving only a letter. Do you know his whereabouts?"

The girl is indeed the second girl, Jiali, one of the five golden flowers of the He family. She was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and immediately understood that Jiale might have run away because she couldn't pretend anymore, but he would Where are you going?He is well-behaved and will protect himself, so there is no need to worry, but how to deal with the Ye family's pursuit is a problem.

Ye Chengfeng was also looking at her, seeing that she didn't look like a fake, she really didn't know about it, but she didn't look anxious, she was not worried or anxious when she learned about her sister's disappearance?Or did she know there was another safe hiding place in her home.

Jiali still calmly said, "I don't know where he is."

"I don't believe it. You must have hid him at home. I want to go in and have a look."

"Hey... no..." Jiali hurriedly opened the door, Ye Chengfeng became more suspicious when she was so flustered, and pushed her aside.

Jiali's strength was no match for his, she was pushed aside by him, and watched him rush into the courtyard.

The yard is also clean, with no garbage and sewage, snow swept in the corner, exposing a clean green brick floor, with a few unknown small trees planted in the middle, neat vegetable ridges on the ground, hanging on the clothesline A few pieces of women's clothes and bellyband belongings.

Ye Chengfeng turned his face away, Jiali chased after him angrily and pushed him: "Where are you a gangster, you are so rude, why don't you go out quickly."

"I just want to go in." Ye Chengfeng entered the room again, and saw several women in the room embroidering flowers, some embroidering handkerchief purses, and a few people embroidering a large screen, which was covered with snow. Although the pattern of Hongmei is only half completed, the extraordinary craftsmanship can be seen, especially this pattern is very creative, fully expressing the noble character of Hongmei standing proudly in the wind and snow.

Ye Chengfeng stared at the screen, several women stared at him, it was the first time seeing such a handsome young man, people couldn't take their eyes off.

"Get out quickly, I told you he's not here, don't blame me for being rude if you don't go out again." Jia Li lifted a door bolt and came in, glaring at him angrily.

Ye Chengfeng turned a deaf ear and rushed upstairs again. The house is small, and you can see it all at a glance. There is no place to hide people, few decent pieces of furniture, the paint on the tables and beds is almost peeling off, and the curtains are also dirty. It is very simple, there are a lot of things and sundries in the house, but it is not messy at all, very clean and tidy, and not shabby, because although the furnishings inside are simple, there is an indescribable taste.

Ye Chengfeng pointed to the thorns and green pines by the window and asked, "Who placed this?"

The dark green porcelain vase is inserted with thorns in full bloom, and a green pine is trying to poke its head out of the thorns, conveying strong vitality and painful poetry. People who can make such things are definitely not vulgar people.

"This is the only boy in my family, but it was made by my elder brother Jiale. He picks up the things that others don't want." Jiali said proudly, "My acquaintances like to call him Lele, and he is indeed a Lele. No matter what happens to him, he is always depressed and discouraged, and he always lives happily, because he said that people can't choose to live a life of poverty or wealth, but they can choose to live a life of happiness or sorrow. One step, I will choose to live happily."

Ye Chengfeng smiled when he heard this, and pointed to the door curtains, tablecloths, and eaves of the bed curtains in the room, and asked, "Are these embroidered by your sisters?"

"Yes."

"It's really good, the color scheme is elegant and harmonious, and the overall look is very generous."

"The guest has won the prize, now you can go out."

Ye Chengfeng went out obediently, and when he went downstairs, he pointed to the big screen with red plums under snow and asked, "Who designed this pattern? It's really extraordinary."

"It's my drawing." Jiali said neither humble nor overbearing, "Please go out, I have to rush out this job tomorrow."

"Yes, get out." There were also two ten-year-old girls staring at him with black eyes, and pushed him out with their hands.

Ye Chengfeng saw that the features of these two little girls were very similar to Jiale's, she must be his little sister, and suddenly his heart softened, such a young girl, with such a good appearance, worked day and night to support the family, It's really pathetic.

I don't know which string was plucked, Ye Chengfeng left the purse, which contained more than a dozen golden melon seeds, rich and noble sons usually don't carry silver coins, he put these things on his body to reward others.

"Leave this."

Jia Li looked at the golden things without raising her eyelids, and with a look of anger on her face, she said: "You will not be rewarded for your merits, and you dare not ask for a reward from your son, please take it back.