One day, when he came home from work, he saw that his son, who used to only know how to play in the mud with Mingchen, had become sensible.
He actually tried to help his wife, though it wasn't a big help, and he even occasionally caused trouble instead of helping.
But seeing this scene, he felt both gratified and deeply moved.
Especially after dinner, my wife said, "I don't know what's wrong with Tiger today. He actually took off his clothes that were dirty from playing in the mud and washed them."
Ahhhh
This was truly an unexpected surprise for him, the father.
His son, Hu Zi, is usually either playing in the mud or on the muddy road, or he's looking for Ye Mingchen, that kid from the Ye family, to dig up some grass and earthworms to feed the chickens.
This was the first time he had ever heard his son do laundry.
"That's strange!"
Tiger's mother urged, "If you're curious, go outside and see how your son is washing. If he's not doing well, then you can help him with that too."
Heh~
hehe--
So that's what they were waiting for him to do.
He said his wife was acting a little strange today, which made him cautious and afraid to say anything.
Fearing that his wife wouldn't let him sleep on the bed that night and he'd lose his perks, he quickly put on his shoes and socks and ran to the yard.
As it turned out, he witnessed exactly what he had expected.
On his way from the house to the yard, he had this feeling in his heart—
really.
Look at those clothes, they're all smudged here and there, and there's even some mud on one corner.
Wang Fuyou sighed and thought to himself, "It would be better not to wash at all."
well…
You can't take anything for granted.
………………
By the time he finished washing his son's clothes, his wife was already fast asleep on the kang (a heated brick bed).
His benefits, in essence, are gone and wasted.
It's all his wicked son's fault.
…………
The Ye family.
"Huh, why didn't Yingbao come for dinner today...?"
Hearing his grandfather say that, Xiao Mingchen also stopped being a glutton and asked, "Yeah, where did my little sister go?"
After speaking, she looked directly at her father, Ye Tianyong, waiting for his answer.
The other children also looked over, and Ye Tianyong suddenly felt pressured, unable to speak.
Even if you're right, you can't explain it clearly.
Looking at his family, Ye Yaozu, the father, was sipping his tea with relish, seemingly oblivious to the scene unfolding before him.
The eldest brother, Ye Tiancheng, and the second brother were the same; they stared at each other's teacups without looking up. Anyone who didn't know better would think there were gold and silver treasures in the teacups!
well……
If Ye Tianyong knew, he would still be here staring at these little brats.
So, while his wife Wang Yitong and mother Wang Cuihua were serving the dishes, he asked:
"Mom, do you and Tongtong know where Yingbao went? Why aren't you here for dinner yet? Did she go to the back mountain?"
Speaking of the matter at the back mountain, he had his reasons for his suspicions.
After all, last time it was also around mealtime, and Yingbao wasn't there—she said she wasn't hungry and wanted to go out and play for a while. In the end, it was her youngest son, Ye Mingchen, who told her the truth. Ugh, ugh, ugh, I told him.
He only found out the reason then.
Therefore, his doubts and suspicions are all reasonable.
“You… brat, what are you thinking about all day? Our Yingbao is so sensible, why would she go to the back mountain? All you do all day is… think nonsense.”
As Wang Cuihua spoke, she became increasingly angry, raised her hand, and slapped Ye Tianyong.
Ye Tianyong paused for a moment and said, "Mother, you can't do this."
He wasn't just asking a question, was he?
It wasn't just saying the wrong thing, was it?
His mother slapped him.
The old saying goes, "Grandparents love their grandchildren more," and that's absolutely true.
The ancient city didn't lie to me!
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