Chapter 14 Your father's coffin was stolen by someone.

It was already late at night when Ye Qingyue and her family moved their luggage to the old house at the end of the village.

The air in the countryside in the 1970s was very good, and the sky was full of stars on summer nights, so it was not dark around.

However, the windows of Grandma Zhong's house were sealed, and it was pitch dark inside.

Qian Yun happened to bring the oil lamp and said, "We have found someone to help you repair the house. They will come early tomorrow morning. They are all villagers. They don't need to be paid, but

they will provide a meal." She thought of something and added, "I almost forgot that Granny Zhong can't cook in this house for the time being. Bring food to my house tomorrow and I will lend you the kitchen."

Ye Qingyue nodded, "I know, Aunt Qian."

Seeing Qian Yun looking at the gloomy old house and hesitating, she smiled and said, "Aunt Qian, my mother and I can pack things quickly. You don't need to help. You can go back and rest early. Thank you very much for today."

She could see that Qian Yun was still afraid of the "haunted house".

Seeing that Ye Qingyue didn't seem to be stubborn, Qian Yun gave a few instructions and left.

Ye Qingyue took out the key, unlocked the iron lock on the door, pushed the door open, and was about to bend down and crawl in to see what was going on inside.

A hand stopped her.

Looking up, Ye Xianghong's dull face appeared in her sight.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Ye Qingyue asked.

"I'll go in."

Ye Xianghong's tone was very gentle when she spoke to Ye Qingyue.

It was completely different from her previous hysteria at the Ye family, but her expression was a little dull.

After she said this, she took the oil lamp sent by Qian Yun, crawled into the house, and began to clean up the debris.

Her neat movements did not show that she was the "lunatic" as the villagers called her.

Ye Qingyue knew that her mother was a normal person.

It was just that she had experienced some things that left a psychological shadow.

When she is hurt or bullied, her mother will lose her mind and disregard everything.

This is a mental illness and can be cured.

In her previous life, when her mother died, she was just a college student and was helpless against this kind of illness.

But now, Ye Qingyue believes that with her psychological treatment and the assistance of the system, she will be able to help her mother get out of the shadow of the past and no longer be this dull look.

"Mom, I'll help too."

Ye Qingyue didn't want her mother to be busy all by herself.

Ye Xianghong was borrowed by the county today and will be back in the evening.

Factories now treat workers like animals during the peak season.

"Wait a minute."

Ye Xianghong stopped Ye Qingyue's action, "I'll clean up again. The furniture in the house is broken and has burrs."

As she spoke, she walked to the oil lamp, squeezed her fingers, as if she had pulled out a wooden thorn, and continued to clean up as if nothing had happened.

Ye Qingyue's nose was sore, and she immediately went into the house, "Mom, I'm not a child, I will be careful."

But Ye Xianghong was anxious and blocked her at the door, "Don't go in, don't go in... It will hurt if you are pricked by a thorn, I don't want you to feel pain, get out, get out!" "

Mom!"

Ye Qingyue raised her voice.

Ye Xianghong suddenly became quiet, staring at Ye Qingyue blankly, her eyes were a little shivering, as if she was afraid.

In the blink of an eye, fine beads of sweat appeared on Ye Xianghong's forehead and neck.

Ye Qingyue's eyes were red, she hugged Ye Xianghong, "Mom, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you."

She just couldn't stand seeing her mother suffer, and in a hurry she forgot that Ye Xianghong was very afraid of being yelled at.

Ye Qingyue hadn't seen her mother for a long time.

It was so long that she almost forgot what her mother looked like and her habits.

The only thing she remembered was when the police took her to the morgue, lifted the white cloth and asked her, "Is this person your mother?"

On the bed, the woman, who had only recently gained a little weight but was still as thin as a piece of wood, closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep.

Ye Qingyue walked over, touched the woman's face, and pushed the woman's shoulder.

She looked up and said to the police: "No, police comrade, this is not my mother. My mother would smile at me when she saw me, but you see she ignored me, she is not my mother."

The cold touch and the woman who did not respond to her were Ye Qingyue's last and clearest memory of Ye Xianghong.

Now, the cold memory was covered by the soft and warm touch.

Ye Qingyue hugged Ye Xianghong tightly, patted her back and coaxed her: "Mom, I won't yell at you anymore, don't be afraid, it's all right."

Feeling that Ye Xianghong's body stopped shaking, Ye Qingyue let her go, and then held her hand and said: "Mom, we have separated. In the future, we have to help each other to survive. We can't let you take on everything by yourself, that will tire you out."

"If you are exhausted and collapse, no one will take care of me and A Feng."

Ye Qingyue pretended to be wronged: "Do you want me to be a wild child without a mother to love me?"

"No." Ye Xianghong shook her head vigorously.

Ye Qingyue persuaded: "Then you have to let me help you clean the house and share the housework."

"There are splinters, it will hurt, no." Ye Xianghong wanted to refuse.

Ye Qingyue had tears in her eyes: "You just don't want me anymore..."

Ye Xianghong was anxious: "Mom didn't..."

"Then let me clean up the room." Ye Qingyue said.

"Okay."

Ye Xianghong could only nod, but felt something was wrong. She stood there in a daze, looking at Ye Qingyue speechless.

Outside the house, Ye Feng, who had just been secretly wiping tears, couldn't help laughing after hearing that his sister had fooled his mother.

Soon, Ye Qingyue and Ye Xianghong cleared the bedroom.

Ye Xianghong sprinkled water on the ground and dusted it.

Ye Qingyue took a kitchen knife and used her strength to pry open the wooden bars sealing the window.

Pushing open the window, a breeze blew on the face, and the turbid air in the house slowly became fresh.

"Ah Feng, you can move your luggage in."

After doing all this, Ye Qingyue called Ye Feng into the house.

The air in the house was too bad before, and if Ye Feng came in, he would just cough non-stop and would not be able to help.

Ye Qingyue asked him to guard the luggage outside the house to prevent it from being stolen.

The brother and sister took turns moving the luggage to the bedroom.

Ye Xianghong also wiped the bed board clean, spread a

straw mat, and put the clothes wrapped at the head of the bed to use as a pillow. Grandma Zhong's living conditions were very poor when she was alive. She didn't have a decent bed. She could only sleep under the wooden board, put a few stones, spread some straw, and cover herself with a piece of cloth.

Fortunately, the bed board is relatively large, and the family of three can squeeze together for a night.

The three of them were exhausted, so they leaned against the bed board and fell asleep quickly.

In a daze, Ye Qingyue felt someone poking her waist.

She squinted her eyes and saw Ye Xianghong approaching. "Did you have dinner tonight?"

"Yes..."

Ye Qingyue lied. She actually didn't have dinner and was very hungry now, but she was too sleepy, so she just answered casually. After

she said this, Ye Xianghong seemed to have asked an important question. After a sigh of relief, she fell asleep in seconds.

Ye Qingyue didn't care either, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

...

At the same time, the whole family of Old Man Ye suffered from insomnia.

Ye Weixing was injured in the head. After Doctor Wang bandaged it simply, he returned to the county.

Before leaving, Ye Weixing was furious and said to Chen Yulan, "Mom, I will never let that bastard Ye Qingyue go, and Ye Xianghong too! I will definitely chop that psychopath off her head!"

"Weixing, don't say this in front of other people, and don't mention it to your wife, understand?"

Chen Yulan warned her son, "Mom knows you've been wronged, and when I find a chance, I will definitely help you deal with those blind people!"

After saying that, Chen Yulan's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness.

Ye Weixing then left with satisfaction.

Not long after he left, Ye Zhenghua, who was drunk, came back. After

Ye Yong died, the factory sent someone, and Ye Zhenghua volunteered to go.

In fact, Ye Zhenghua never finished his work, and after throwing it all to Ye Xianghong, he left work early and went out to hang out with his friends in the county. He

got drunk today and came back at this time.

When Ye Zhenghua got home, he saw that the oil lamp was on in the main room. Except for Ye Qingyue's family, everyone else was there.

"Why don't you sleep so late at night?"

Ye Zhenghua felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and the alcohol dissipated a little. He asked, "Dad, what happened?"

When old man Ye heard this, he slammed the table in anger: "You still know how to come back? Your father's coffin was stolen!"