Strawberry cake for 68 yuan.
Hamburgers, French fries and Coke given by KFC staff.
Ye Wan had the simplest birthday ever.
In fact, my birthday has been over a month ago.
But in the past month, the Ye family has been in a state of panic, from the bankruptcy of the company to the death of both parents, to the creditors coming to the door to threaten them. Ye Wan has been carrying a huge burden on his shoulders.
It was not until this moment that the situation was barely under control.
Even if it meant she had to auction off the token she regarded as a treasure.
Looking back at the little boy who finally called her sister obediently, Ye Wan gently picked him up and put him on her lap, "Cheng Cheng, sister doesn't want to lie to you and say that mom and dad have gone abroad and will be back soon. They have gone to heaven, and we can only meet them in dreams from now on. But don't worry, sister will love you like mom and dad do, and we will all be fine, understand?"
"Yes, I know. But..."
Ye Cheng tilted his head, "Ye Xiaowan, do you know that your ears turn red when you feel guilty?"
???
If she was wrong, the law could punish her. Why arrange a little devil with a sharp tongue to let her experience the sufferings of the world? Suddenly feeling that all the emotion and sentimentality just now were wasted, Ye Wan threw the little bun away with a dark face, "Ye! Meng! Meng!"
The little boy was fearless and pointed at Ye Wan's blushing earlobe. "I noticed it a long time ago. When you told Dad that you didn't skip class and told Mom that you didn't go on a date, it was exactly the same as now."
With an expression that said, "Look, I am just such a clever kid," Ye Cheng reached out and poked Ye Wan's face, which was puffed up like a pufferfish. "Ye Xiaowan, I am no longer a three-year-old child. I am the man of the Ye family!... Mom and Dad are gone, but I still have you. Wherever you are, there is home!... Don't worry, I won't cry anymore, so don't hide and cry, okay?"
Ye Wan's heart softened, and he rubbed his chubby face with emotion, "Yes... You are no longer a three-year-old child, you are a little man of four years and seven months!"
After thanking the kind waiter who brought them French fries and hamburgers and agreed to take them in for the night, Ye Wan hugged the little bun and slept on the sofa in the corner all night.
The sky was turning pale, and Ye Wan carried the still sleeping little Baozi to the bank.
When I came out again, it was already noon and the sun was shining brightly.
After checking all his bank card balances for the 10086th time, Ye Wan couldn't help but take a breath.
very good.
0 deposit.
100,000 regular debt.
Everything starts from scratch.
"Ye Xiaowan, can we go back to...the villa area?"
Thinking that he wanted to take one last look at his former home, Ye Wan agreed.
Two hours later, Ye Wan was stunned when he saw the little bun digging out an Ultraman piggy bank from under a French oak tree outside the villa like a groundhog.
With a "clang", Ultraman Tiga, who represents justice, was shattered to pieces.
A pile of glittering silver coins appeared in front of Ye Wan.
"Ye Xiaowan, can we stay at Sicheng Hotel tonight?"
"Can't!"
Coming out of the bank, looking at the text message on his mobile phone showing a balance of 1159.00, Ye Wan's eyes fell on the sign in a remote alley.
Who would have thought that it was just across the street.
On one side of the road is a magnificent five-star hotel.
On the other hand, there are still express hotels that cost less than 100 yuan a night? Ye Wan pulled the suitcase in one hand and held the little bun in the other hand, and checked into the express hotel that cost 80 yuan a night.
Yellowed walls, stale air, and the deafening sound of the TV coming from next door.
"Ye Xiaowan..."
Ye Cheng huddled behind Ye Wan and tugged at the corner of her clothes. "How long are we going to live here?"
"Seven... days?"
Ye Wan squatted down and looked directly into the little bun's uneasy eyes, "I promise, in seven days at most, we will move into the big house!"
Seven days?
Ye Xiaowan, are you sure?
Facing the little bun's questioning gaze, Ye Wan nodded confidently.
At night, after coaxing the little one to sleep, Ye Wan closed the bathroom door, took out his cell phone and sat on the toilet lid.
When I opened my phone, I saw a WeChat message from Han Bolin: "Xiao Wan, where are you? I'll pick you up. I have a villa in the East District. Blablalala..."
Do you think she's a canary? Tsk! Ye Wan curled his lips, blocked and deleted the dragon, and then logged into the live broadcast room, "Come on, brothers and sisters, order the order..."
(End of this chapter)