The story of raising a baby in the Yellow Chicken Villa of Sword Three

I have seen the second brother, the third brother, and the fourth brother who looks like a soft dumpling. Similarly, the child also ran to his mother as usual.

The mother is so happy and satisfied, even after giving birth to four children, she still has a girlish look on her face, and a kind of innocence that has not been stained by the years. When she smiles, she is happy at a glance. It is as bright as the clouds, and when the mother looks at Yeye, it seems... what she sees is the whole world.

It can be seen how much love and protection my mother is loved by Yeye.

Compared with the dignified and competent mother in memory who didn't have much personal affection for her father, she was much, much better.

And in the same way, mother's attitude towards him is also different from what she remembers. Mother supervises and cares more about his studies and his martial arts.

"Little pig, you always say don't force you." Li Erniang looked at the eldest son, "But mother thinks...Little pig still needs to work hard. You are the eldest son and grandson, what if you don't set an example? OK?"

"And...Mother really hopes...I hope that you can help you share some of the burden, instead of..." Li Erniang touched the head of the eldest son, "You are very tired."

"I know, mother." The child smiled, "I...I will work hard, mother, don't worry."

"However, don't tire yourself out." Li Erniang smiled softly. "Mother knows that Xiaozhu has always been an obedient child, but she is more...greedy. I hope Xiaozhu can be better."

The child looked at his mother's young face, and saw her happily thinking about doing something for Ye Yedo, lowered his head slightly, and smiled.

In this way, it's really good and good.

I dare not say it, I don't want to say it, I just want to hide everything, I just want to be a good son of Yeye.Anyway, the moves and martial arts in memory have long been engraved in the soul, natural and proficient.

Although he didn't openly practice martial arts in front of Yeye, he picked up his past martial arts in private.No matter what will happen in the future, he still has to protect Hidden Sword Villa and his relatives.And this time with the help of memory, it is even more effective, and there is no need to grope step by step.

What is even more valuable is the Tai Chi that Yeye taught him before, and at the same time, the advice he gave while chatting and joking was very meaningful.Even the various toys and picture books given to him can be pondered carefully, and all kinds of truths can be comprehended.

The father who was originally a vague and dull image in his memory has now become so vivid, so profound, so close, and the child admires his own Yeye more and more day by day.

It turned out that he had never understood his own Yeye.

He didn't know how outstanding Yeye was, how noble, how respected.

Yeye's literary talents are highly praised by outsiders, but Yeye always hides his clumsiness and never shows off. Only the splendor that he blurts out occasionally makes people admire, and you can get a glimpse of Yeye's literary talent in just a few fleeting sentences.

Ye Mengqiu didn't know that his eldest son had already turned on the thick fog mode, and added a series of filters and halos to him.During this period of time, he was so busy that he wanted to fly, not only the affairs of the villa, but also the owner and his wife went out to play some time ago, and after returning, they fell seriously ill and were bedridden.

At first, Master Ye wanted to hide it from his son. After all, his son is very busy now, with a lot of things to do. It is better to hide it by himself if he can prevent his son from worrying about it.

"Lang Jun, how is your mother? Should I go..." Li Erniang was also very worried when she found out.

"I'll go and have a look first, I'm asking you at home. If..." Ye Mengqiu paused, "I might trouble you to bring a few children to Yejiazhuang."

Hurrying back to Yejiazhuang, Ye Mengqiu found out how serious his mother's condition was. He also called Li Erniang and a few children back to stay with his mother. Naturally, when he was seriously ill, he did everything himself. Yes, even if Li Erniang wanted to help, Ye Mengqiu refused.

"You are very tired with four children. I am a man, how can I put everything on you?" Ye Mengqiu looked tired, "And of course I take care of my parents. This is me alone The most basic thing to do. Let you and the servants do it, what kind of son am I? How can I be worthy of my parents?"

As a son, he travels between Yejiazhuang and Cangjian Villa, and he is so busy with things that he hardly has time to sleep every day.But tiredness was not the main issue. Seeing his parents' condition getting worse and showing no signs of improvement, his heart felt as if he had been crushed by a stone.But to his wife and children, he has to hide his tiredness, otherwise they will feel a little bit of burden and worry.

It's just that, even with such perseverance, such perseverance and hard work, Grandpa's body is still getting weaker and weaker, and the time of coma is getting longer.

"Da Lang, why are you here again? You can ask the servants to come over." Master Ye woke up from his coma, and under the dim light, he saw his son standing beside him with a haggard face.

"I'm fine, my mother's health is the number one priority." Ye Mengqiu hurriedly asked the servants to bring the medicine, "Please hurry up and drink it, I'm always afraid that the servants are not careful enough, so I can rest assured when I come by myself. These medicines Hurry up and drink, and I also asked someone to find some ginseng and some special supplements, and my grandparents’ health will definitely get better. I am young now, so I am not tired of these things. My grandparents’ body is my best concerned"

"I'm worried." Master Ye shook his head, looking weakly at his son, his filial, sensible and obedient son, "We are all so old, we will go sooner or later. Don't be like this..."

"Yeah, what nonsense are you talking about?" Ye Mengqiu forced a smile with tears in his eyes, "Yeah and mother are both lucky people, so naturally they will live a long life. I will also pray for my mother every day, and the doctor, I ask Master Liu, who has acquired Ba Dao, help me keep an eye out for some miraculous doctors, and they should be here soon."

"We know you are filial." Master Ye smiled gratifiedly, "Your mother is still in a coma, in fact...in fact, you really don't need to be so uncomfortable. Sooner or later... sooner or later, if you are sad, we will be more unhappy Don't worry."

"Yeah, don't say any more, you will be fine." Ye Mengqiu cut off Yeye's words, he... his grandparents, his grandparents in this life, love him so much, pamper him so much, and take him as pride and glory.

How could he watch his grandparents seriously ill?I just wish I could replace it with my own body.I can't wait to use my life to extend the life of my parents.Even in the middle of the night, he knelt on the ground and prayed for the health of his parents.

However, everything is useless.

Life is like running water without a trace, no matter how hard Ye Mengqiu tries to hold it tightly, it will slip through his fingers.

Day by day, Ye Mengqiu stayed by his aunt's side every day, witnessed what he did, took care of himself, took medicine, and handled all kinds of food, but his aunt's condition continued to change rapidly, and finally...

In just a few days, he lost his father and mother.

Ye Mengqiu just went through the funeral of his parents in a daze. Even though he was too sad to express, he still took care not to tire Li Erniang and not to neglect the children.

It's just... no matter how much his wife comforted him, he still felt sad, so sad that he wanted to find a place where no one was around, to find a place to hide himself.

Don't let anyone see, don't let anyone know.

But he can't do it now, he needs to do a lot of things, he is the owner of Yejiazhuang, the owner of Hidden Sword Villa, he has an extra burden on him, he doesn't have the right to indulge his feelings.

The guests who came and went, the funeral ceremony received, the reply letter afterward, and many other odds and ends, plus the succession of the Ye family village, the handling of affairs, which ones do not require him to personally?

What's more, he had to take more into account the feelings of everyone in Yejiazhuang, his wife's body, and the health and feelings of the children who had been watching for several nights.

The children are still young, except for Xiaozhu, the others are all frightened. He...needs to coax the children well and tell them stories to calm their hearts down.

Everyone can be sad, can indulge, can drown himself in sadness and immerse himself in memories, only he... can't.

At night, after coaxing a few children to sleep, he walked slowly into the yard.

The lonely moon hangs on the treetops, the surroundings are quiet and quiet, the moonlight is like water, it is bitingly cold, cold and lonely.

He stood alone, just standing like that.

Alone in the empty yard, looking at the moon, and behind me is the room of my parents, dark, no lights are lit, no familiar figures will appear again.

No one will call him Dalang or his son anymore.

Now...he has lost his parents again, no one will worry about him as a child, no one will show him off so proudly.

He... No matter how much he calls his parents, there will be no answer, no smile, no one will tell him that he is their son, and no matter what he does, his parents will support him.

Sad... Sad can't cry.

"Yeye..." Ye Ying had noticed Yeye's abnormality a long time ago, and he also sneaked out. He didn't want to disturb Yeye, but seeing Yeye's lonely back, he couldn't help but make a sound.

"Ah, little pig, why didn't you sleep?" Ye Mengqiu squatted down, picked up his son, with a faint smile on his lips, "Kids go to bed earlier, you are tired these days."

"I'm not tired." The child shook his head. "Yeah tired. Yeh...it's hard? Yeh, it's late."

"Yeah." Ye Mengqiu smiled suddenly. "It's very uncomfortable. I suddenly feel very empty and very cold. Suddenly... I suddenly feel that all this is just a dream. When I wake up from the dream, my parents are still there."

"Yeah, you're crying." The child stretched out his hand and wiped away Ye Mengqiu's tears. "Yeah, don't be sad."

"We, we don't want Yeye to be sad." The child clumsily comforted "Mother, mother will be worried. We will too."

"I know, but... some things are not..." Ye Mengqiu shook his head, "You are still a child, and you won't understand even if I tell you."

"I..." The child bit his lower lip, Yeye had just lost a loved one, he, he still don't say anything, don't say anything.

"Okay, let me carry you in. You're still young, it's not good to catch cold and get sick." Ye Mengqiu shook his head, "You don't need to say more, I know what you want. But you should go to sleep first."

Picking up the child, Ye Mengqiu looked very normal and took him back to the room, then put him on the bed, helped the child pull up the quilt, touched the child's feet, and said with care and tenderness, "Look, just Going out with such little clothes makes your feet cold. If you are sick too, then yeah, you have to worry again. The scar on your forehead is still there. Although it looks like a flower, it can also prove how serious the injury was at that time .”

"Yeye is a bit tired today, so I won't tell you a story." Touching the child's head, "You won't blame Yeye, right. Sleep well."

In the middle of the night, the candles have been extinguished, and the moonlight is flowing.

The child looked at Yeye beside the bed, wondering if it was the moonlight that stained Yeye's temples, or it was true... Yeye's sad hair was stained with frost.

Ye Ying knew that Yeye was very sad, but because he didn't have a close relationship with his father in his memory, he didn't feel such... grief when his father died in his memory, and now he can't understand the feeling of such deep sadness.

And one day, he will feel such sadness completely, the pain is so painful that he can't cry, and in a trance, his Yeye will appear in front of him in the next moment, calling him with the same doting smile as usual.

Some losses can only be fully understood by oneself.

But the current Ye Ying doesn't know yet.

The author has something to say:

Let me explain in advance, you are not allowed to beat the claws, you are not allowed to send blades, and you can’t talk about life... Seeing that I am so hardworking, I have to go to work tomorrow to make time to update, everyone will be very touched, right?It will definitely be praised, right?"

Especially this chapter is very fat

This chapter...is in the outline, I know it will make people feel a little sad to write it out, but...Ye Mengqiu always has to go through this one time...Life cannot be joyful and happy from beginning to end.

What's inside, my dears, just treat it as an occasional adjustment of the whole pit hahaha

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