Volume 3, Chapter 67: Reminiscing the past,
Guanqi looked at his third brother, who was still as fat as a ball, and squinted his eyes.
"Okay, then my good sister will pick up a big chicken drumstick for you."
Qingfeng licked his lips and smiled innocently.
"This is good, this is good, hehehe."
Ye Nian was laughing foolishly, watching his fifth sister, who was fearless and a little bully in the world, being humiliated. He felt so happy in his heart, thinking that you have come to this day too.
However, he was frightened by Jinghong's look and his body trembled.
Seeing that her sister didn't help her, Jinghong looked at Dongfang Qingzhu for help, and hugged her arm and started shaking.
"Sister-in-law, your husband beats me, do you care?"
Dongfang Qingzhu's eyes rolled and he suddenly stood up.
Amidst everyone's confusion, he said something.
"I propose that whoever finishes eating last should wash the dishes," he said without hesitation, placing the dishes in his hands on the table. "I'm full, I'm going to go for a walk first."
"Hahaha..."
This immediately caused another burst of laughter.
Jinghong stared with his eyes wide open and his mouth pouted even higher. Qiqi couldn't help laughing and said teasingly, "Hahaha, how pitiful."
"What the hell, is it that funny? Ah!"
Facing Jinghong's murderous gaze, Ye Qiqi calmly pulled out the dagger from her leg and stuck it into the ground.
With a half-smile, he said, "If you don't agree, do you want to fight?"
Jinghong pursed his lips, looked at the people around him who were watching the fun and trying to make trouble, and began to change the subject.
"Didn't you listen to what your sister-in-law said? Whoever eats slowly will wash the dishes."
Qingfeng snorted, remaining calm and composed.
"Third brother, eat faster, or you'll have to wash the dishes."
"Sixth Brother, do you think your third brother is the kind of man who is afraid of washing dishes?"
Such a competition was meaningless to Qingfeng because he was firmly in the last place.
"It's okay, Sister Xiaolu will help you later, hehe."
"Sister Xiaolu is still the best. I'm touched... No, Shijie, let go of that fish and let me do it..."
A group of people were making a lot of noise, and Ye Tingmu really liked this kind of atmosphere. He took a sip of the soup, feeling it had been a long time since he last felt it.
He thought, how wonderful it would be if everything could always be like this, but he also knew in his heart that this was impossible.
After dinner and a simple cleanup, a group of people sat in groups of three or four under the starry sky, talking about life and dreams.
Ye Nian and Qiqi sat around a few people, listening to them talking about the past, with longing in their eyes and the corners of their mouths never drooping.
They seem to be carefree in the story, with only laughter and joy.
Dongfang Qingzhu was unusually serious. He said to Qiqi and Ye Nian, "Do you know that your Ye family used to be very rich? They ate three dishes a day. That was a very high standard of living."
Qiqi was puzzled. Are three dishes too many? She tilted her head, as if she was thinking hard about something.
The little monk interjected.
"There are indeed three dishes. A potato, a potato, and a sweet potato. My goodness, I was completely confused at the time. Are these the three dishes?"
Upon hearing this, Qiqi and Ye Nian burst out laughing.
"Hahaha!"
But even as I laughed, I always felt a little sad.
The same was true for Qingfeng and the others. Yes, at that time, they just wanted to have enough to eat, that was all.
Ye Nian and Qiqi could not understand how difficult the Ye family was at that time, nor did they know how hard their eldest brother's youth was.
Only Qingfeng and the others knew what their elder brother had paid to support them.
Jinghong put away his usual laughter and looked at Ye Tingmu who was busy with something in the distance, and muttered softly.
"It was really hard back then, and my brother was very tired, but I was also really, really happy. I miss it so much."
Fenghe, Guanqi, and Qingfeng fell silent one after another, looking at their eldest brother in the distance, that tall and sturdy back, the man who had supported them throughout their childhood.
"Yes, although I didn't have enough to eat at that time, I was happy." Qingfeng said, holding his stomach.
Feng He was speechless and teased: "Are you still not full? You don't even know how many leaves you've eaten for your brother."
Ying Changle on the side suddenly remembered something and muttered something in a low voice.
"No wonder he eats leaves. It turns out he's eaten them before..."
"What are you talking about, Changle?"
"No, nothing..."
Listening to Qingfeng and the other three talking about their youth, everyone seemed to have a deeper understanding of Ye Tingmu.
Whether it is Li Gou, the little monk, Dongfang Qingzhu, Hua Zhilu and so on, they have been following this man since they were in the human world.
But this was the first time they knew this. Perhaps such memories were difficult to talk about for the Ye family, but they became more precious as time passed.
For some reason, they actually felt sorry for this man at this moment.
Especially Ye Qiqi and Ye Nian, when they followed their eldest brother, they began to enjoy the glory. Even though they suffered hardships, what they suffered was not the hardship of life, but the hardship of cultivation.
Listening to their stories of the past, their eyes became moist without them realizing it.
It was hard for them to imagine that their eldest brother had actually stolen, robbed, cheated, and coaxed people just to get food...
Even though he did all this, he still ate leaves in the middle of the night. To them, that was another Ye Tingmu, a Ye Tingmu they were not familiar with.
"It turns out that my brother is just a mortal."
That's right, he is just a mortal, an ordinary person. He has come to where he is today step by step just for the sake of living, the Ye family, and his younger brothers and sisters.
Although they are mortals, they are also gods. To the long river, they are all the same.
I don't know when Dahei came over, sat on the ground, and talked.
"If you want to know how hard your eldest brother's life is, you have to ask me. I know what you know, and I also know what you don't know. Do you want to hear it..."
Since Dahei found Qingfeng when he was a child, he has been hiding beside Ye Tingmu's family. He witnessed the entire process of the Ye family's growth.
He also witnessed all the sufferings that Ye Tingmu had endured.
"Do you know that your eldest brother almost died when he fell off a cliff in order to divert the government's pursuit? I secretly saved him. And the wound on his chest, do you remember it..."
Several people nodded heavily. Outside Shangyunju, under the torn robes, they had seen the devastated scene when they were young, and they still dare not forget it.
"He was stealing sheep from a landlord's house, and was caught. He was almost chopped to pieces... and..."
Dahei said a lot, and it sounded like a story, or rather, this was the story.
Even Ye Tingmu didn't know some details of the story.
Dahei said that it had made moves in secret many times and pulled Ye Tingmu back from the brink of death, but Ye Tingmu himself was not even aware of such things.
The people from the Ye family naturally didn’t know.
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