afternoon……
"dad……"
Ye Yueyue, who was sitting on a small stool pounding medicine with a stone pestle, dropped the wooden pestle and ran up to hug Ye Ming's thighs as soon as she saw Ye Ming.
"Xiao Yueyue, you haven't seen your dad for so long. Are you happy to see him today?"
Ye Ming picked up his daughter and let her sit on his arms.
"happy!"
Ye Yueyue said with her eyes narrowed into crescents.
"You little white-haired ball, aren't you feeling comfortable staying at Grandpa's house? You're so happy every day, doing whatever you want, painting, pounding medicine, and even going up the mountain. Why are you still thinking about your dad?"
Ye Mo picked up the stone pestle that Ye Yueyue was using to pound the medicine and took over the work from Ye Yueyue and started pounding the medicine.
"Why? Isn't it normal for a girl to be very close to me, her biological father?"
Ye Ming said with a smile on his face.
"Yes, yes, children are usually closer to their fathers. Why didn't I see you being close to me when you were little?"
Ye Mo said speechlessly while pounding the medicine.
"You want me to kiss you when I was little, but you don't even think about what you did to me when I was little."
Ye Ming said with a dark face.
"Ah? Isn't it because you accidentally mixed sand into my medicine, and then I pinned you down on your knees with the Seven Wolves and whipped you hard? I told you it was such a good medicine, and you mixed sand into it. How could I not whip you?"
Ye Mo put down the work in his hands and almost pointed at Ye Ming's nose and started cursing.
If he hadn't seen Ye Yueyue sitting in Ye Ming's arms, staring at him with a pair of wet pink eyes, he would have turned into a Zuan person and scolded his own son so much that he was at a loss.
"Dad, I'm here. I brought you some roujiamo (Chinese hamburger buns). What's wrong?"
Because I wanted to eat the roujiamo sold nearby, Yi Zhiyue, who came a little later, happened to walk in with my roujiamo.
Looking at the scene of loving father and filial son in the house, Yi Zhiyue was still puzzled.
"Ah, daughter-in-law, you're here. Didn't I tell my brat not to bully you? Tell me the truth, did this brat bully you? Tonight, I'll let him taste his childhood memories!"
Ye Ming: ………………
No need to be so vicious, right?
"dad……"
Ye Yueyue patted Ye Ming's neck. Ye Ming lowered his head and looked at his daughter seductively.
"Dad, what is that childhood memory of yours that Grandpa was talking about?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Ming's face darkened visibly.
What are his childhood memories?
Isn't this obvious?
Fried pork with belt made by my dad Angry Seven Wolves.
The kind that makes a "pa pa" sound when hit.
I remember when I was a kid and was beaten by the seven wolves, all the neighbors came to watch.
It can be said that when there is melon to eat, anyone who gets the news will not be absent.
Anyway, professional melon eaters can always eat melons in places where others don’t know.
…
"Come on, you were still a minor and couldn't drink this stuff before, but you kept asking for it. Today, I'll let you try..."
During lunch at noon, Ye Mo dug out a wine bottle from under a tree in the yard and brought it to the dining table.
"This stuff has been buried in the ground for over ten years. It's already aged. I'm telling you, I used a lot of tonic herbs in it. It's been there for so long, so it must be delicious, I'm telling you."
Ye Ming was a little dazed looking at the bottle of wine.
He had an impression of this bottle of wine. When he was a child, just returned to the countryside and then to the city to live with his parents, his father said that he would brew a jar of wine specially for him and wait until he grew up to drink it.
Although Dad and Mom usually give him a free-range lifestyle...
At that time, Ye Mo went up the mountain to collect a lot of high-quality medicinal herbs and brewed this bottle of wine at home.
The medicinal materials had been ground halfway at that time. Because he grew up in the countryside, Ye Ming had a rather wild temperament.
At that time, I accidentally kicked my shoes into the stone mill. So many good medicinal herbs were mixed with sand, and half of them became unusable.
It was that day that he experienced his father's love for the first time.
Of course, this fatherly love is heavy and painful.
Anyway, at that time he felt that his butt had no feeling and it was no longer his own.
It was okay, because at that time only half of the medicine powder was mixed with sand, and the remaining half could still be used.
The medicinal materials that could have been used to make a large jar of wine only produced a few bottles in the end.
Ye Mo put a bottle of wine under the tree and said that when Ye Ming grew up, he would dig out the wine and drink it together.
Then he drank the extra bottles of wine with Liu Yinlan.
That night Ye Ming was kicked out of the house and placed in the storage room at that time.
By the way, the storage room has been converted into the house that Ye Ming lived in before he moved out. Of course, no one lives there now.
"Boy, do you still remember this bottle of wine? When I was brewing it, I went up the mountain to collect herbs and brewed this wine just for you."
Ye Mo poured a glass of old wine into Ye Ming's cup.
"At that time, because of you, most of the good medicinal herbs were unusable. Fortunately, some of them were not ground yet, otherwise the wine would be gone..."
"Dad, you're bringing up my dark history directly. I'm a little embarrassed..."
Ye Ming picked up the wine and took a sip.
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