Thinking of the scene where Ye Yun almost scratched Zhao Wensheng's mother's neck on the wedding day, they all fell silent.
Ye Yun smiled with satisfaction.
After glancing at everyone meaningfully, she held little Chuqi in her arms and walked into the house with her head held high, supported by Qin Zheng.
Aunt Tian took her over immediately.
"Come on, come into the house. I have already lit the stove for you."
The old lady was still sitting at the door. When Ye Yun approached, she raised her head and looked at Qin Zheng and Ye Yun with her cloudy eyes without focus.
I don’t know if she can see Ye Yun.
But when Ye Yun approached her, her sight vaguely fell on Ye Yun's arms. Looking at the red swaddling clothes, a kind smile appeared on her old face for the first time.
"My wife..."
The old lady's voice was trembling and unclear. Ye Yun responded crisply, "I'm here, grandma."
“You’ve worked hard.”
Ye Yun pursed her lips and smiled, without saying anything else. She gently took her hand and let her touch her daughter's little hand.
The old lady's face instantly broke into a smile.
"Okay, okay."
Then she suddenly shouted again: "Zhengzi..."
Qin Zheng also hurriedly said: "I'm here, grandma."
As soon as she finished speaking, the old lady raised her dragon-headed cane and hit him precisely on the calf.
Qin Zheng was so frightened that he jumped up on the spot.
"Grandma! Why did you hit me again?"
"Zhengzi..."
Qin Zheng frowned, his brows twisted into a flower: "What are you doing?"
The old lady held his hand and patted it: "My child, you finally did something good..."
Qin Zheng: “…”
He still isn't here.
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