"Okay, don't be gross, go wash your hands." Ye Qing urged the man who also became gross to wash his hands and eat.

Yi Xiujie happily went to wash his hands.

There are only two people in the not-so-big apartment, and the world of the two is very quiet and warm.

Yi Xiujie liked coming here more and more, and didn't want to go home.

Zhang's family is very big, and if you count the servants and bodyguards, there are many people. Even if he grew up in Zhang's family, he still can't find a home there, and there is always a bitter feeling of being dependent on others. He especially misses the life before he was six years old. At that time, his father was still there. His father was an honest and kind man. Although he had no great skills, he was just a construction worker. Stained with sweat, but his father loves him very much and treats his mother very well.

It's a pity that good people don't live long.

He was less than six years old when his father died, and his mother told him that his father had liver cancer, which could not be cured.

He was too young to understand anything, only that his father kept vomiting blood when he was dying. He cried and covered his father's mouth with his little hand, trying to stop his father from vomiting blood again, and the blood that his father spit out stained his hand red ...

One month after his father died, he was only six years old, and then his mother took him away from his hometown, took a plane to T City, and married into Zhang's family...

Although the young mother could remarry after his father died of illness, Yi Xiujie still felt that his mother remarried too early, and his mother married into a wealthy family before his father's bones were cold. Before the age of six, Yi Xiujie often followed his father, because his mother always said that she had something to go out, and often she would not come back for ten and a half months after going out, and his father didn't dare to say about his mother, because he thought that she was young and beautiful and followed him A construction worker was wronged in his life, so he pampered and tolerated him as much as possible, and never said a word to his mother loudly.

Perhaps it was the six years of father-son life that allowed Yi Xiujie to inherit his father's kind character, so when his mother abused Zhang Xiao, he helped Zhang Xiao and even complained to Zhang Haotian. Unfortunately, he was too naive. Zhang Haotian's eccentricity far exceeded his imagination. Zhang Haotian not only didn't believe him, but maybe he didn't believe him, because Zhang Haotian hated his daughter Zhang Xiao very much at that time.

After complaining to no avail several times and being reprimanded by his mother, Yi Xiujie changed his method and used his own way to protect Zhang Xiao.

It is various reasons that make the relationship between Yi Xiujie and his mother Ling Hongyu seem warm but actually weak.

Yi Xiujie still vaguely remembers that he still has many relatives in his old home, all from his father's side, but over the years, his mother never mentioned it, nor did he allow him to go back to visit, and he only remembered the name of the village. He doesn't remember the city or the county. Now that science is advanced, he also searched the name of the village on Baidu, but unfortunately he couldn't find it. Maybe it's because it's too remote. For more than 20 years, he has no way to go back to find relatives.

When his mother took him away, he left secretly at night.

His mother said that he was afraid that his uncles would not let his mother take him away. After all, he was the only son of his father, and he was the blood of their Yi family.

He still remembered that everyone in that village had the surname Yi, and the name of the village was Yijiazhuang.

Everyone in the village didn't like his mother very much, and he didn't know why.

"What are you thinking?"

Ye Qing's laughing voice wafted into his ears, Yi Xiujie came back to his senses, turned around and followed Ye Qing out of the kitchen, walked to the dining table and sat down, Ye Qing only made three dishes and one soup, all of which were very delicious. Ordinary home-cooked dishes, a dish of Taibai chicken wings, a dish of brine shrimp, a dish of creamy cabbage, the soup is fish head tofu soup.

"I just remembered my dad."

Yi Xiujie gently answered Ye Qing's question just now.

Ye Qing has already helped him serve the soup, and is serving him the rice. Seeing Ye Qing like a wife, he felt warm in his heart, and said: "Ye Qing, I like coming to your place very much, I can taste the taste of home here, whether it is you or Xiaoer, you can bring my home taste." In the past, he would visit Zhang Xiao every now and then, and help Zhang Xiao buy some daily necessities or ingredients.

In fact, he is greedy for the warmth brought to him here, and the taste of that home.

Ye Qing looked at him twice, thinking of his embarrassing status in the Zhang family, she could understand what he said.

Putting the rice bowl in front of him, Ye Qing sat down opposite him, took a sip of the soup, and then said: "I heard Zhang Xiao mentioned that your father and her mother died in the same year. I didn't listen to you mentioned your dad."

"My father is a very good person. He loves me and my mother very much. He worked hard to make money from morning to night. He wanted to make us mother and son live a good life, but he died early. When he died, his face was full of tears. My mother said that he was reluctant to die and us, and his illness was ruthless..."

Yi Xiujie didn't say any more.

Zhang Xiao still remembers the scene of the separation of mother and daughter, it was the most painful thing in her heart, after more than 20 years, she can't forget it, every time she thinks of it, she will resent her father and Ling Hongyu.

Why not Yi Xiujie?

He would always think of the scene before his father's death, blood kept spitting out, tears kept falling, watching his mother cry, watching him cry, but couldn't say a word.

As he grew older, Yi Xiujie also knew that his mother's first love was Zhang Haotian, and that his mother hadn't seen anyone for ten and a half months, and they all went to have a private meeting with Zhang Haotian. That is to say, when the father was still alive, the mother cuckolded the father. The father may know it, but he treats the mother more and more. The father thought that as long as he treated his mother with heart, the mother would change her mind after all. After all, there is still a connection between the parents.

God was very cruel, and he insisted on making his father suffer from such a serious illness.

Yi Xiujie was sure that his father was ill. Deep in his memory, he remembered that his father took him to the doctor together. After the doctor told his father about his illness, his father hugged him and cried.

Ye Qing couldn't bear him to think about the past, losing a loved one is the most painful, so she quickly comforted him.

"You have lost your father, and Zhang Xiao has also lost your mother, but at least you still have a mother or a father, but my parents are dead, and I have no siblings. Even if I have relatives, no one is willing to adopt me. Big, there are often fights for favor in the orphanage. Compared to me, you and Zhang Xiao are happier than me. Look, I am living happily. Xiu Jie, don’t be inferior to me. .”

Yi Xiujie reached out and held her hand, and said deeply: "Ye Qing, we will all be happy in the future!"

Ye Qing nodded with a smile, "Yes, we will all be happy, after the rain there will always be sunshine."

The sun always comes after the storm.

She believed that he, Yi Xiujie and Zhang Xiao would all be compensated by God. To gain one thing is to lose one thing, and to lose one thing is to gain another.