Song Yun, a modern inheritor of ancient medical practices, accidentally transmigrates to the year 1973, becoming an unlucky girl unloved by her father and ignored by her mother.
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Old Master Ye closed his eyes, his hands trembling slightly.
"From that day on, he never spoke to me again, nor did he call me grandpa again."
Ye Weibang recalled for a moment, frowning and saying, "No wonder. I was wondering why Changqing seemed like a completely different person back then. Not long after, he moved out, and then went to Heilongjiang Province and never came back."
Ye Shi suddenly screamed, "Impossible, my mother would never do such a thing, Grandpa, you can't say anything without evidence." She didn't want to go from being the daughter of the Ye family to being the daughter of a murderer.
"I have more evidence than not." said Mr. Ye.
Ye Weicheng's pupils trembled, and he looked at his father in disbelief, "Dad, what exactly are you going to do?"
Mr. Ye didn't answer. He quickly calmed down and said to his two sons, "Move out of this house within three days. Don't come here again. I will return the house to Changqing. This is his house to begin with."
Ye Weicheng objected, "Dad, although this house didn't belong to Bai Qingping before, if it weren't for our Ye family, could Bai Qingping keep the house? If our Ye family can keep it, then it belongs to our Ye family."
Old Master Ye looked at Ye Weicheng, staring straight into his eyes, and asked, "According to what you said, your second brother risked his life in that mission, sacrificing himself for the country and the people. Then what did he gain by leaving behind his only descendant in this world? What have you, the so-called close relatives, done for the children of heroes and martyrs like your second brother?"
The old man was obviously very excited when he said this.
Ye Weicheng was speechless. Any sophistry and so-called stance seemed pale and ridiculous in the face of this sentence.
Ye Weibang also thought of his second brother and slowly lowered his head. Although he did not do anything to Ye Changqing like his sister-in-law, he also ignored everything that happened to his family. After all, wasn't he also a helper?
As for other people, they have no right to comment on this matter.
The old man stood up, looked at Ye Weicheng deeply, turned around and walked out.
Ye Weicheng saw pain and disappointment in his father's eyes.
"Brother, did my sister-in-law really do such a thing?" Ye Weibang still couldn't believe that his sister-in-law, who usually looked gentle and decent, could be so cruel.
Ye Weicheng didn't say anything and had no intention of continuing to eat. He turned around and walked out of the main hall and went to the east room.
Ye Shi and Ye Changan hurriedly followed.
Only Ye Weibang's family was left in the main hall.
Jing Lian tugged at Ye Weibang's sleeve and whispered, "Weibang, are we really moving out?" She'd lived in this house for so long, with a large yard and large rooms. Not only did her two children have their own rooms, but even relatives had a separate guest room. It was so grand and respectable. If they moved to the apartment provided by the company, their quality of life would definitely be greatly reduced. Although the house there had three rooms, each one was tiny, like a pigeon coop, and there was no yard. The thought of it was cramped.
Ye Weibang said, "Do you dare to disobey the old man? Don't you know his character? If he says three days, then that's three days. If we don't move out in three days, he'll send someone to deal with the things in the room himself, and we won't be able to come back in. Instead of that, we might as well move out ourselves."
Jing Lian immediately lost her temper and slumped down on the chair. "It was clearly my sister-in-law who did the evil. Why not just punish her? Why involve us? It's so annoying."