Ye Xiaolian: "Yingbao is so young, what does she know! I think you're just saying this to avoid getting beaten up."
"Auntie, you underestimate me. That little brat is me, but I won't admit it." Little Ye Ying, nestled on her brother's shoulder, thought, "I'm sorry, brother, please take the blame for me first. I'll make it up to you later. I don't want to attract attention and become a monster right now, brother."
Xiao Mingchen: "But Auntie... it really wasn't me, I was just... joining in the fun... but my sister was curious too," Xiao Mingchen's explanation became more and more confusing, and his scalp tingled.
"Yingbao can't walk yet, and she can't even speak properly. Why would Yingbao be curious? Xiaomingchen, are you hallucinating?" Ye Xiaolian said with a smile, but in her heart she was thinking, "You little brat, do you think your aunt is an idiot? You're trying to fool me. I think you only need my brother, your dad, my mom, and your grandma to beat you with a broom before you'll behave."
Xiao Mingchen comforted himself, thinking, "That's true! My sister didn't seem to want to go out either. I saw her pointing in a certain direction, so it turns out I just wanted to go see what was going on. Maybe I'm overthinking it. My sister is so cute, she wouldn't lie to me."
"Auntie, I was overthinking it. My little sister is so cute, she won't join in the fun," Xiao Mingchen said, patting his chest as if he were sacrificing himself.
I knew it was you, you brat!
"Hey! This guy is so naive, he got scammed and still has to pay the cashier. I have to keep an eye on him," Little Shadow Treasure has a heavy task ahead of her.
In a dilapidated mud-brick house on the east side of Huxing Village, though neatly maintained inside, lived a large family. In the ancestral home on the east side lived Yingbao's grandfather, Ye Yaozu. It was said that the family elders had given him this name, hoping it would bring prosperity and honor to the family. At that time, the family was declining, as if possessed; families were falling apart, or people were dying violently on their wedding day—it was all very strange.
At that time, Ye Yaozu was the only descendant left in his generation. The old clan chief noticed something was wrong in the clan and could no longer stay. He asked his son, Ye Yaozu's father, to take him away from the place overnight and take the family heirloom with him, and never return.
My son, I have failed in my responsibilities as a father, forcing you to leave home with your wife and children at such a young age. I am so sorry, and I will make it up to you in the next life.
"My father's time has come to an end. My son, remember the hopes I had for you when I brought glory to our ancestors. May your future be bright. Remember not to do anything that is utterly immoral, or you will surely suffer divine retribution."
In the blink of an eye, more than sixty years have passed. My grandfather's father and mother died young, only thirty-five years old at the time. After their deaths, they wished to return to their hometown.
Unfortunately, my grandfather was too young to know where his hometown was back then. He searched for a long time afterward, but no one knew where it was, as if his hometown had never existed.
When my grandfather was young, he spent all his wealth searching for someone and almost died on the road. Fortunately, he met my grandmother, Wang Cuihua. My grandmother was the daughter of a landlord in that area. For generations, several families around her had farmed their land. Although they were landlords, my grandmother's family was not the kind of people who oppressed farmers. Often, when a few farmers had no harvest and were behind on rent, my grandmother's family would not force them to pay; they would simply wait until the next year's harvest was good to make up for it.
It is said that my grandmother was the woman that all the men in the area wanted to marry, but my grandfather, whose identity was unknown, beat her to it!
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