Nouveau riche vs real rich

Old house, no soundproof, back room, before Ye Chen approached, the old lady gave Ye Tianba a slap in the face, because of too much force, the old lady staggered and almost fell, Ye Tianba held back his anger and stepped forward Fu, how could the old lady be willing, put aside his hand, and cursed angrily, "You idiot, you don't know good and bad things." Ye Tianba is not the boss of a group company, but at least there are dozens of people in his family Ye Chen’s grandfather passed away a long time ago, and his grandma also left a few years ago. Since Ye Chen’s grandma left, Ye Tianba It's just that in so many years, apart from Ye Chen's slap in the face when her mother died, today, this is the second slap in the face.

"What are you doing telling Xiaochen about those old things for no reason? It makes her sad."

Ye Tianba had a cold face and stiffened his neck, but he didn't refute.

"Let her know that her mother died so badly, can she live well? But what can she do except be sad? Can her mother be resurrected?" When the old lady said these words, she just raised her head slightly, as if she was talking about someone else's family How many years have passed since the tragic death of her daughter, and Xiaochen has reached the age of marriage, but there is an inexplicable determination in the eyes of the old lady, which seems to indicate that her daughter is not dead, perhaps for that year. Unexpectedly, Ye Chen was too young, and he didn't even develop his perception at all. Ye Tianba had exhausted all the guilt and regret that he couldn't start over in this life. As for the old lady, that was the daughter she had raised for 30 years. In 30, she glanced sideways at Ye Tianba's shoulder, saw her daughter who had been folded early on the wall and her wife who was somewhat yellow, and bit her back molars tightly with her sunken cheeks.

Ye Tianba stood with his hands down.

The old lady asked in a hoarse voice, "Any news?"

Ye Tianba shook his head.

The old lady didn't say a word anymore, she just sat hunched on the wooden wicker chair, the door was pushed open with a "squeak", the man stumbled a little, and his thin body hit the wooden door, but he didn't make a sound, and felt a little pain She is conscious at times, but when the pain in her consciousness surpasses the pain in her body, that consciousness will be covered, and her brain is numb, not because she is very angry, it's just like her soul has been pumped out of eight layers, and there are still two layers left. Perception focused on those two words, "Terrible death? How did you die?"

The two people in the back room were too involved, never thought that this little guy would listen to the door, but the old lady was the most panicked, she got up and pulled Ye Chen who was at a loss and in a daze, Ye Tianba also came back to his senses, sat down beside her.

"What do you mean by tragic death? Was it hit by a car? The brains were split apart or something?" Her mind was twisting, imagining the tragic death picture that had been depicted in countless social news, her face was covered with blood?The body is in pieces?Or burned beyond recognition?Ye Chen thought a little disgusted, although she had very little memory of her mother, but the word "tragic death" still nailed her there deeply, sad, panic, and boundless.

The two old people were not ready. The old lady felt distressed and remorseful. She just hugged her and patted her on the back tightly. She didn't know whether to answer positively or continue to lie and deny. She lived for almost 80 years. Young people always think that the truth is more important than the good, but sometimes the truth is more like a sharp knife, digging into the hearts of relatives with one knife, she even thought, if it is really doomed that her daughter's life span is only 30 years, at least I can let God give her a burning charcoal or something. When I think of the pain of her daughter's death, I can't let go of it, and I can't think about it. I'm so old and I'm not dead yet. That's the only thought left. I want that person to be buried with her. , some hate a lifetime can not forget.

Ye Tianba's hands trembled slightly, and he wanted to pat Ye Chen, but in the end he let it go helplessly, "When you were young, you thought you were small, and when you told your mother that you were not around, you always cried. Children are forgetful. Gradually, you I don’t want to ask any more. Some kindergarten students asked you why when your father picked you up from school, you always said that your mother is gone. You grew up slowly and knew the reality of your mother’s death. Slowly accept it, like this Everything is natural, and the sadness is not so strong. When I took you to the grave after high school, you were as indifferent as if you went to the vegetable market. You talked and laughed with your mother, so that's fine..... ..”

"Then why did you let me know?" Ye Chen asked back.

Ye Tianba's lower lip trembled, but he didn't speak again.

Is it too difficult? Once again, it seems like following the dead person to revisit the crime scene. It was a chaotic era, and there were such people hidden in every place, people with evil human nature, they would appear in the dark night , at the entrance of an alley, on a rainy day, in a dark, dark corner, waiting for the prey that has been stared at for a long time, such a young woman in her prime, with a graceful figure, is firmly held in her hand, satisfying the evil desire, just On the side of the small road, at dawn, looking for the husband who was still struggling at the gambling table, on the way home to take the young daughter to the doctor, the dirty executioner stretched out her, the driver of the big truck is always the inevitable fatigue Driving, the all-night driving made the eyelids heavy and hard to open. When something was wrong, the wheel had already pressed a foreign object, and there was an old woman screaming with a Tai Chi sword in her hand not far away.

At first I thought it was a car accident, but before I was sent to the hospital, I died. The driver of the truck was so frightened that he lost his soul. The old woman who practiced Tai Chi in the morning fainted. After a while, many people surrounded her, and some people she knew were crying. Crying, noisy, some enthusiastic people ran to Ye's house to find someone, only a three-year-old girl with a fever at home, and went back to her mother's house to find someone, the old lady's eyes went dark, and someone yelled at the gambling table in a squatting dialect: "Ye Tianba, you son of a bitch, your mother-in-law was killed and you are still betting, betting on your mother's approval~"

There are always times when I hope that time will freeze, and I hope that tomorrow will never come again.

Ye Chen's nose was sore when he heard it, and tears welled up in his eyes.I don't know if there is something, and the eyes are pierced one by one, the rain outside is getting bigger and bigger, and the big raindrops hit the ground one by one, hit once, hurt once, the only two layers of soul left All gone, looking pale at the portrait on the wall, thought it was just an illness, thought she had long been used to being a child without a mother, unable to move, and could still hear the temples coming from her eardrums The sound of skipping frame by frame, jumping too fast, the pain is panic, she is rarely like this, how many years have passed by a teenager who doesn't know how to feel sad, and has no mother to live with her father since she was a child, except that she can't open it in the lunch box At that time, she was showing off the food at home, and there was no one to tie the colorful and beautiful braids on the heads of the female students for her. She thought it was okay for the rest. Ye Tianba didn't control her strictly, and never had high requirements. , She doesn't study, she is allowed to play around in the trees and rivers, she starts to have feminine characteristics in high school, and buys skirts, high heels and lipsticks in various ways, and she is also allowed to be free, she just feels sad occasionally Well, when Shangguan Shuishui was arguing with her mother, she didn't even have the person who quarreled.

She just fell asleep like that, as if she couldn't bear the truth, she avoided it subconsciously. When she woke up, the annoying autumn rain still didn't stop, the window was pitch black, and she seemed old when she sat by the bed She still had her eyes closed, remembering the time when she was with Yan Ailin in the hospital, sometimes she really didn't want to open them.

My mind is still dull, and I am extremely tired. I don't even have the strength to speak, or even cry, but my face is wet.

"What kind of person is mother?" She never asked this question carefully.

The lights in the back room were not turned on, and the old lady bent down and hugged her, silently wiping her tears, "Your mother will feel uncomfortable seeing you like this."

"My mother, she only remembers me when I was three years old." Ye Chen's voice was so hoarse that it didn't look like hers.

"Who doesn't know his own child, get up and have something to eat."

She was obedient, but she couldn't eat anything. She only drank a few sips of water. Ye Tianba disappeared, but Rong Qingqing was there. When Rong Qingqing saw her get up, she was busy serving tea and water. Well, I don't have that much curiosity, so I don't know anything. She suddenly thought about Shuishui, if Shangguan Shuishui encountered such a thing, what would she do?She wanted to talk to her for a while, or listen to her talk for a while, she was sitting in front of the gate, the earthen vat in the courtyard in front of the gate was already filled with rainwater, the phone kept busy, Shangguan Shuishui didn't answer the phone, she Putting up the line, let it go, she rarely felt such a broken heart, she just felt that the sky was about to collapse, and she was so suffocated that she could hardly breathe. When she saw the name of the person behind Shangguan Shuishui, she dialed When I went to the past, I thought I could hear a sound that had nothing to do with this place.

"Hey?"

As soon as she heard her voice, her tongue seemed to be frozen.

"Ye Chen? Is there something wrong?"

"Yan Ailin..." She started crying as soon as she opened her mouth, but she couldn't stop, crying so wantonly, like the sound of overwhelming rain, shrugging her shoulders, the nerve in her mind It seemed that she had dialed back again, she came back to her senses, and thought of her mother's tragic death, sobbing uncontrollably.

The other side was frightened by the sudden cry and stood up. At first, they shouted anxiously, "Ye Chen? Ye Chen,? Are you okay?" Weeping loudly, mixed with the sound of rain, like big and small beads falling on a jade plate.

Here, Ye Chen choked up and said broken words, "My mother, my mother...she died... so pitifully..."