Hey Girl, You Are So Sweet - Chapter 162
What takes over the company and what goes to the military region can only be put on hold.
Ye Sitong once asked Xiao Yuan if she knew it long ago. Otherwise, why would she remind her to make psychological preparations at that time?
Xiao Yuan smiled bitterly and said he didn’t expect it to be so fast.
Not long ago, the guests who came here did not expect to revisit their hometown so soon.
The descendants of the Xiao family, whether direct or collateral, are filial.
Xiao Yuan, as the only legitimate grandson of the old man, greeted the guests outside, shook hands, and listened to a sentence that may be sincere sorrow and change.
Ye Sitong arranged it in the house with a strong spirit. The joy of the previous birthday banquet was no longer. The atmosphere was depressed. Wreaths filled the whole nave, and the black-and-white portrait of the old man was hung behind the coffin.
Lin Mubei naturally came. The difference is that this time there was no Murong. He followed the leader with a quiet face and said nothing.
In his sad voice, the head said heavily: “master Xiao is the most respected person in Lin Huiguo’s life, but he doesn’t want to be ruthless. Miss Tong, the dead are gone. The living are like this. I’m sorry for the change.”
Lin Mubei in the rear stared at her with a wrong eye. She had no time to take care of it. The tears on her face brushed down, but she forced to laugh. Only because the old man said he didn’t want the future generations to be too sad after his death.
Until the funeral day, it was still raining. It was a strange scene when it rained this season. Ye Sitong was vague and shaky, as if he would fall at any time.
Fortunately, she survived. When she got home, the family had begun to pick it up. Lin Qingjun shook Ye Sitong’s cold fingers, timid and afraid to say what she wanted to say.
Ye Sitong smiled at him and said, “mom is fine.”
Uncle Guan said, “madam, you haven’t rested for several nights. Go back to your room and have a rest. The master doesn’t want to see you and Xiao Yuan too sad.”
Ye Sitong responded. She took a look at Xiao Yuan not far in front and uncle Guan.
In contrast, in fact, uncle Guan felt no worse than them. When he was young, he followed the old man for decades. He had a deep friendship. He was better than them as children.
She walked forward a few steps and came to Xiao Yuan, but she saw him close his eyes slightly and whispered, “I’ll go to the military region tomorrow.”
Ye Sitong nodded and said softly, “OK.”
He seemed to be mature and steady in a few days, not as debauchery as before, but he also had some gloomy breath.
When ye Sitong returned to the room, he felt his hands and feet weak and fell asleep.
When she woke up, it was late at night. Ye Sitong’s throat was thirsty. She reached out to grope in front of the bedside table and touched an empty cup. Then she remembered that she had not continued the tea. She got out of bed, opened the door and went out to have some water, but saw a small ball by the door.
“What happened to Qingjun?”
The servant was about to take the sleeping Lin Qingjun away. Hearing the sound, he looked up and saw that it was Ye Sitong. He hurriedly said, “miss.”
Ye Sitong nodded and said, “how can you let the young master sleep here?”
The servant apologized and said, “the young master must come to see you. I can’t persuade you to go. I’ll take the young master back to my room as soon as I fall asleep.”
Ye Sitong stopped her: “no need.”
Her eyes softened a little. It seemed that there was a mass of water inside. She bent down and picked up Lin Qingjun. The child hung on her body softly, as if half opened his eyes, “Mom?”
“Yes.” Yesi Tong answered and told the servant, “just pour me a glass of water.”
The servant quickly promised to go.
Ye Sitong turned around and took Lin Qingjun to bed. He was only wearing a small white Pajama, covered with an adult’s coat, and his hands were cold.
Ye Sitong tucked in the quilt for him and lay on his side. His fingers gently touched Lin Qingjun’s short hair, which was not too thick. Lin Qingjun arched her in her arms. Her small body was hot for a while. Ye Sitong gave a slight sigh and looked at the same dark ceiling in a daze.
I don’t know when she went to sleep. When she woke up from her dream, she subconsciously touched her mobile phone to see the time. It was only more than 4 a.m.
There was a knock at the door outside. She carefully took Lin Qingjun’s hand away and opened the door quietly.
The servant said, “the young master is leaving.”
There is still a loose fog in the morning, and the sky is still gloomy. Walking on the bluestone path, sometimes a cool wind blows past.
The servant led her to the dining room. Xiao Yuan was struggling with a bowl of porridge. When she walked over, someone filled a bowl of white porridge for her and brought it up.
Xiao Yuan looked up at her and said vaguely, “coming?”
Then he bowed his head to have porridge.
Ye Sitong took a sip and said, “are you leaving so early?”
While talking, the bowl in front of Xiao Yuan was empty, stopped the servant who had to hold it for him, wiped his mouth with a paper towel, and said, “it’s late, go early.”
“It’s hard to come back from this trip, so I want to see you at last. Didn’t I disturb your rest?”
“What’s the last meeting? It’s not that you won’t come back. Don’t be so sad.” Ye Sitong said, but he was sad. They all left, and the house was empty.
Xiao Yuan smiled. Uncle Guan came in and said, “young master, you can start.”
Ye Sitong and Xiao Yuan stood up together. Xiao Yuan patted Ye Sitong on the shoulder: “don’t send it. I’ll go alone.”
He stopped and said, “uncle and aunt are not well these two days. Take good care of them.”
With that, he went straight out and ran into Ye’s parents.
“I’ll take you to the door.” Yesi Tong walked over and said softly.
Speechless all the way. It’s not far from the dining room to the door. In a short time, it’s there.
Xiao Yuanchong waved to them and left a very natural and unrestrained sentence: “let’s go.”
Get in the car and drive away.
The three of them were disappointed outside. Ye Sitong took back his sight and held his mother’s shoulder: “Mom and Dad, it’s still early. Go back and have a rest early.”
They have worked a lot these days.
Ye’s father sighed. Ye’s mother grabbed Ye Sitong’s hand and whispered, “Tong Tong…”
“Your father and I are going back to our hometown.”
Ye Sitong said with a smile, “OK, go to relax.”
Ye’s mother hesitated for a moment. Ye’s father answered, “in the future, you won’t go back to city A. take Qingjun there when you’re free.”
Ye Sitong was stunned for a moment and said with a strong smile, “OK, when are you leaving?”
Ye’s parents looked at each other for a long time before they said, “you’ll leave in a minute. You’ll be fine in city A. don’t worry us and don’t send you. When people are old, the most unbearable thing is parting.”
Ye Sitong said, “I’ll let uncle Guan send you.”
At eight or nine o’clock, uncle Guan came back and said, “I’ve left.”
Ye Sitong said.
He looked at Ye Sitong with some worry and found no abnormality.
Uncle Guan hesitated for a moment and said, “Mr. Lin has been waiting for you outside for a long time.”
“Mr. Lin?” Ye Sitong thought again.
Uncle Guan reminded, “Mr. Lin Mubei.”
“Oh.”
Uncle Guan waited for a few minutes and saw that she had no words. He just stared at a tree in the distance and said, “don’t you want to see him, miss?”
After a long silence, ye Sitong suddenly said, “go and bring the young master.”
In the autumn morning light, Lin Mubei leaned on the body in casual clothes, and ye Sitong led Lin Qingjun over.
Lin Mubei straightened up and heard her ask, “didn’t miss Murong come with you?”
Lin Mubei twisted his eyebrows and said, “it’s just a comrade in arms. It’s not necessary.”
He looked at yawning Lin Qingjun. “Haven’t you woke up so late?” he said with a stern tone.
Lin Qingjun rubbed his eyes. He looked wan and refused to open his mouth. Ye Sixi said, “the child is with me and hasn’t slept well for several days.”
Lin Mubei opened the door: “the weather is just right today. Let’s go out for a walk.”
Somehow, ye Sitong took Lin Qingjun into his car and didn’t react until the door closed. It’s too late to repent.
Lin Qingjun lay on her chest, half closed his eyes and dozed off. Ye Sitong looked at Lin Mubei who came in from the other side, “where are you going?”
Lin Mubei looked at her and said, “amusement park.” before she could answer, he reminded her, “seat belt.”
Ye Sitong vacates one hand to fasten his seat belt. Lin Mubei has bent over and carefully fixed it for her. His movements are extremely gentle, which makes Ye Sitong a little nervous.
When she recovered, she saw that Lin Mubei had started the car. She pursed her lips. She had forgotten all her words. She didn’t know how to say anything if she refused, so she didn’t start and looked out of the window. The bright window glass showed half a fuzzy face.
“How are you doing there? These years.” after a long silence, Lin Mubei began to chat.
“Very good.” Ye Sitong thought for a moment and asked politely, “how about you?”
This sentence is extremely superfluous. Didn’t she pay attention to Lin Mubei’s news?
Lin Mu’s northern lip corner was hooked. It seemed very happy, but he said, “it’s not good or bad.”
Ye Sixi gave a sound and stopped talking. Lin Mubei glanced at her and saw that she was not interested in talking. The corner of her mouth pressed down, focused on the road and stopped talking.
On weekdays, there were not many people in the amusement park. Lin Qingjun heard the lively sound in his ears. He opened his eyes in Ye Sitong’s arms, grabbed the window and looked out, his eyes rolling.
“Where are we?”
When he was abroad, ye Sitong didn’t dare to take Lin Qingjun to places with too many people. Perhaps he was alone and still lacked a sense of security, so Lin Qingjun felt very strange about all this.
“Playground,” replied Lin Mubei.
Lin Qingjun turned to Lin Mubei, pouted and despised: “Dad, I can speak Mandarin.”
Lin Mubei: ”
Little boy, why do you like to hate him so much? But for his father, Lin Mubei immediately calmed down and got out of the car with a smile.