Who made him have a mother like Cen Zixiang, whose eyes light up when she sees other people's girls!

After Ye Zi returned, he could imagine that his status would decline rapidly. After all, the two families were as close as one family. The daughter of the Cen family was just like the daughter of their Gao family.

Not to mention the relationship with Grandpa Chen, even his own grandfather might be partial to Ye Zi.

Cui Zheng patted Gao Fei on the shoulder and said, "You're right. A man shouldn't let a woman do the work. Ye Zi is your sister. Isn't it your responsibility to help her a little more?"

He glanced towards the kitchen and saw the brother and sister busy at work. He lowered his voice and asked, "Can you imitate me the scene of the recognition of your relatives?"

He was curious! Really curious!

He is the idol of many soldiers. Everyone who knows him admires him. If such a powerful person suddenly knows that he has a daughter who has gone through a lot of hard times, would he shed tears?

Gao Fei turned around and hurried out of the room. What a joke! How dare he talk about Uncle Cen behind his back? He wasn't being too stubborn.

"I'll help with the cooking."

Cui Zheng glanced at the slippery Gao Fei and said, "You little brat, you're just as hard to deal with as your brother!"

Chen Ye didn't ask any questions about how the matter developed subsequently. A few days later, Ye heard some commotion on the other side of the river. She didn't even get up, but turned over and fell into a sound sleep.

Her fourth brother told her not to go out for the next two days and to stay at home no matter what noise she heard. She is the most obedient child.

Chen Ye held the teacup and sipped the steaming malted milk in it.

Chen Ye doesn't care much about anything else but is particularly attentive to food and drink. He drinks a glass of malted milk every morning and a glass of milk every evening, almost without interruption. He knows how to take care of his body.

"Slurp" Chen Ye took a mouthful of malted milk, watching the person opposite him talking in vernacular with his hands and gestures, and watching the pickled mustard greens as food.

"Little sister, you didn't see it!"

"The situation was extremely critical at the time. The guy called Gungeon had a real weapon in his hand, and he pointed it at Aunt Xie's head. For a moment, no one dared to move."

"I, your fourth brother, suddenly had an idea. I walked a few steps around and got behind Gun Brother. While Gun Brother was confronting the person in front, I kicked him away with one kick, and the real weapon in his hand fell out of his hand in an instant."

"I just dove sideways and caught the real thing. I was thinking how cool I must have been. Everyone was staring at me with their eyes popping out of their mouths."

"You didn't see it, the safety pin of that real thing was already pulled. If it weren't for your fourth brother's quick wit, who knows how many people would have been injured."

Cen Zixiang was just like that monkey, jumping up and down, lying down, and kicking sideways, determined to recreate the same scene for Chen Ye.

Gao Fei retreated to the corner of the room, covering his eyes with his hands from time to time, clearly showing everyone what it meant not to look directly at something.

Chen Ye occasionally grinned and clapped her hands in cooperation, indicating that she was enjoying the show very much and encouraged Cen Zixiang to continue.

There may be only one audience member in the room who completely believes in Cen Zixiang, and that is his classmate Shuanzhuo. Cen Zixiang demonstrated on the ground, and Shuanzhuo took off his shoes and followed his movements on the kang.

These two guys are just like the Monkey King and his little brothers performing a monkey show.

"Tsk tsk tsk, little sister, that thrilling scene yesterday was all thanks to your fourth brother, otherwise that old Aunt Xie would have lost her life."

"Tell me, Aunt Xie didn't even thank me. Instead, she looked at me like an enemy and said that I killed her son." Speaking of this, Cen Zixiang was confused and obviously didn't understand the old lady's behavior.

"Tell me, is she sick? She already knows that man is not her real son, so why is she blaming me, the one who saved her?"

"You said, is there something wrong with Aunt Xie?" Cen Zixiang pointed to his head.

Chen Ye couldn't say for sure: "Maybe she knew that the man was a fake son, but she just had this fantasy and wanted to experience the joy of family life."

In fact, she always felt that Aunt Xie was not normal, but she did not show it obviously. As long as her lost son was not mentioned in front of her, she was no different from other people in the village. At most, she looked a little gloomy.

Maybe Aunt Xie had gone crazy since her son was gone, but the belief that she could find her son barely supported her.

If there had been no news, Aunt Xie might still be like before, with that vague hope supporting her to barely survive, but now someone has broken this balance.

First, I gave Aunt Xie hope, and then I told her that all this was fake. I guess the last breath that was holding Aunt Xie back was about to disappear, and she became even more confused.

This guy called Gun Brother really deserves to die. He made a person who was barely alive lose his only support.

Cen Zixiang sighed and sat down: "Aunt Xie is also a pitiful person. I don't know if this incident will be too much of a blow to her."

"It's definitely not a small matter. Aunt Xie lives on the belief that her son will be found eventually. Now someone has shattered her self-deceiving fantasy..." Chen Ye shook his head.

"I'll go see Aunt Xie later. When I was little, Aunt Xie gave me a few vegetable cakes. At that time, I had already started eating grass roots, and those few vegetable cakes were life-saving food."

At that time, the little grandfather was not at home. It seemed that it was at that time that the little grandfather brought Shuanzhu back. Later, Shuanzhu appeared in the little grandfather's house, and she felt even more embarrassed to accept the little grandfather's filling in.

There was a famine at that time and it was really hard to get food. Fortunately, we lived at the foot of the mountains, so we didn't starve to death. After all, as long as we were brave and hardworking, we could always find food to eat in the mountains to survive.

It can be said that the vegetable cakes given by Aunt Xie saved her life. They were food, which was much better than her surviving on grass roots.

Cen Zixiang felt distressed when he heard this: "Are you talking about the most difficult years?"

"Well, at that time every family had no food, and no one could give me food. I was young and had to go to the back mountain to find food by myself." Relying on her fake grandparents to give her food was harder than praying to God.

Cen Zixiang touched Chen Ye's hair, which had turned shiny black, with his big hand: "Little sister, thank you for your hard work. Don't worry, your family will never let you suffer in the future."

Chen Ye slapped Cen Zixiang's hand away and said, "That's too much. Have you washed your hands?" She didn't like to be sentimental, she just came to this point.

Cen Zixiang rubbed his red hands and chuckled. His little sister was becoming more and more impolite to him, and that was right. It would be so strange if siblings were too polite to each other.