Chapter 190 Child Marriage

Yang Yihe arched her back, and her continuous coughing made her feel like her internal organs were being pulled out.

Yang Xiujin crossed his legs, holding a cigarette between his fingertips, the smoke continued to go in the direction of Yang Yihe: "What's wrong, are you okay? Look at you, your dad gave you a lot of money, but you can't always eat irritating food and make your body so bad. Besides your dad, who will care about you."

“Cough cough cough…”

The strong smell of smoke entered Yang Yihe's chest as she breathed, making her already uncomfortable body cough so hard that tears overflowed from her eyes.

Bang--

He Yuxiang pushed the door open with his shoulder and came in with a cup of water. He looked at the smoke in the room, then at Yang Yihe who was coughing and covering her neck on the hospital bed. His dark eyes were filled with gloom.

Yang Xiujin flicked the ash from his cigarette, and said calmly, with a playful look in his eyes: "Why are you back?"

"Deliver water." He Yuxiang said concisely.

"What a good kid! I heard from Teacher Lin that you have a good relationship with my Xiao He. Why did you even carry my Xiao He to the hospital?" Yang Xiujin took a puff of cigarette, looked at He Yuxiang's tense face through the smoke, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Is it because my Xiao He is pretty? Otherwise, I will talk to your aunt and arrange a marriage for you. How about we become in-laws?"

Yang Yihe stopped coughing and became even more stunned.

She's not even seven years old!

What is Dad talking about?!

He Yuxiang: "Then go and talk to her."

Yang Yihe’s almond-shaped eyes widened.

“Cough cough cough cough cough…”

Now it was Yang Xiujin's turn to cough.

He was nearly choked to death by the smoke.

He Yuxiang calmly handed the water to Yang Yihe and said, "Drink it quickly, and then go to the innermost bed to rest."

"Oh." Yang Yihe took it stupidly and drank all the water in the cup in gulps.

He Yuxiang took the cup of water.

Yang Yihe moved her body out of bed and lay down on the innermost bed.

Yang Xiujin slapped his chest with his big hand. Seeing He Yuxiang getting along with Yang Yihe in front of him, he was even more furious: "How old are you and you're already thinking about love? How shameless! Yang Yihe! You haven't even married yet, but you want to listen to him, right?! Get back here!"

Yang Yihe, curled up on the hospital bed, heard her father's scolding. The shame and embarrassment she felt far outweighed her fear, and she lay on the bed and cried.

Yang Xiujin fiercely extinguished the cigarette butt, straightened his collar, and returned to his usual gentle state: "Come back, Dad is the closest person to you in the world, would he hurt you?"

He Yuxiang opened his eyes, his dark pupils were like deep pools, sharp and sinister.

Yang Xiujin noticed He Yuxiang's gaze, frowned, and sneered again: "You are not feeling sad, are you?"

He Yuxiang: "No, I just think you are disgusting."

The crying stopped.

Yang Xiujin's face was stiff.

He Yuxiang: "Very disgusting."

He repeated again.

Yang Xiujin clenched his teeth and said, "So that's how your aunt taught you to speak. A child without a father or a mother really has no manners."

He Yuxiang stated bluntly: "To slander the children of martyrs means writing a letter of apology at the least and labor reform at the worst."

He said it lightly and actually made Yang Xiujing laugh. He also saw his daughter secretly looking at He Yuxiang with tears in her eyes, and he could clearly see the admiration in her eyes.

Yang Xiujin recalled that his ex-wife had a big fight with his father-in-law before she got together with him. For the first time in his life, he felt sorry for his ex-father-in-law: "Yang Yihe, are you happy?"

The offspring of a bitch is indeed a little bitch.

Yang Yihe got out of bed silently.

He Yuxiang glanced at her and said, "I'm going to school."

Yang Yihe pursed her lips: "Yeah."

Yang Xiujin: “!!!”

They were reluctant to leave?

"What are you doing?"

He Yuxiang: "Speak."

Yang Xiujin's throat was blocked again and his face turned completely black.

He Yuxiang did not stay any longer, but asked Meng Huanhuan, a nurse who was familiar with his aunt, to take care of Yang Yihe.

Meng Huanhuan: "Call me sister to listen?"

He Yuxiang turned and left.

Meng Huanhuan curled her lips.

This kid is not fun at all!

Xiaoyu is still cute!

She came to Yang Yihe's ward, smelled the familiar smell of cigarettes, and cursed: "Which low-class person is smoking in a child's ward?"

Yang Xiujin, who was about to smoke, withdrew his hand.

Meng Huanhuan went to check on Yang Yihe and saw that her fever seemed to be going down. She said to Yang Xiujin, "The child is wearing too few clothes. Watch her more. The temperature difference is big. It was sunny during the day yesterday, but it was freezing cold in the afternoon. As a parent, you have to pay attention."

Yang Xiujin: “…Okay.”

Meng Huanhuan went to the next ward.

Yang Xiujin glanced at Yang Yihe coldly: "Are you satisfied?"

The villain in Yang Yihe's heart nodded frantically.

I'm so happy.

Yang Xiujin added: "It's impossible for you and He Yuxiang to be together!"

He didn't even get Chen Qing.

Why did Yang Yihe get He Yuxiang!

Do you think that as a daughter I have to suppress me?

The effect of the medicine took effect on Yang Yihe, and she gradually fell asleep in bed.

Yang Xiujin was holding his breath and couldn't breathe out.

*

Small courtyard.

Chen Qing only found out that Yang Yihe had a fever after she got off work and heard Xiaoyu's chatter. She nervously touched Xiaoyu's forehead and asked, "Are you okay?"

The weather in Guangdong Province seems to be abnormal.

It was freezing cold one day and scorching hot the next day.

Chen Qingzhen was afraid that Xiaoyu would get sick.

Xiaoyu: "I'm fine."

Chen Qingsong said, "That's fine."

Xiaoyu continued, "My brother and Teacher Lin took him to the hospital."

"How is Xiao He now?"

"I don't know. My brother said he's alive."

They were both speechless.

He Yuxiang: A human being who is very good at talking nonsense.

Chen Qing went to the kitchen and looked through the cupboards to see if there were any canned yellow peaches.

Because she heard that the god of canned yellow peaches would bless every sick child.

He Yuxiang: "What are you looking for?"

Chen Qing poked his head in and asked, "Don't we have canned fruit at home? What flavors are there?"

"orange."

"What else?"

“No more.”

"Are there no yellow peaches?" Chen Qing remembered that when Teacher Lin's family gave gifts before, they gave a lot of canned fruits.

He Yuxiang: "What are you going to do?"

Chen Qing replied: "Isn't Xiao He sick? Eating canned yellow peaches will make her get better faster."

He Yuan, who was cooking in the kitchen, looked up and said, "Canned yellow peaches are only used in the Northeast to treat diseases. How did you know that?"

Chen Qing paused: "I have seen a lot."

He Yuan had nothing to say.

Chen Qing said to He Yuxiang: "Then when Xiao He returns to school, give her a bottle of canned fruit the next day."

He Yuxiang nodded and took note of it.

He Yuan had prepared the meal, and the three of them brought it out together.

There was suddenly no space beside him, and Chen Qing was stunned.

He Yuan has been acting weird ever since she saw the handsome guy yesterday. He wasn't angry with her and continued to communicate with her in daily life, but he just made some small moves on purpose.

For example, at this moment, while they were walking normally, he took a step sideways to create some distance between them.

She asked him yesterday, "Are you jealous?"

He said, "I don't have any."

I really believed his lies.