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Chapter 567: Not So Complicated

In the dawn of dawn, an asty (Monaco Dynasty) RV is speeding on the road.

Three luxury cars and an emergency ambulance were followed by.

In the asty car, 79-year-old Ye Pingbai and 81-year-old wife Cai Junru, 73-year-old Ye Pingju and 78-year-old husband Li Zhicheng sat together to play mahjong.

Ye Henian, Ye Jinghai, Ye Zi, Cai Jingsong, and Cai Danfeng were watching the battle.

And their secretaries, assistants, bodyguards, and full-time doctors were all in the cars behind.

After a successful operation by provincial medical experts, Ye Ying was out of the danger of amputation, but disability in the left calf is unavoidable.

I won’t be in a wheelchair in the future, but if I don’t use crutches when walking, I have to limp.

Left Ye Hesong and Ye Hemei were there to take care of them. All the other important figures in the Ye family in China set out for the mountain city, as if they were bound to achieve their goals.

The elderly can sleep and get up early. At this time, the car had already entered the eastern suburbs of the mountain city before 8 o'clock in the morning.

Bypassing another section of Huancheng Road, you can reach the Taohua Lake Scenic Area in about half an hour's drive.

Compared with Ye Henian, Ye Jinghai and Ye Zi, the four old men looked peaceful and happy.

"Touch yourself!"

Ye Pingbai smiled and pushed the mahjong in front of him down, stood up and moved his muscles and said with a smile: "Let's all take a break, I'm tired today. Don't show off such a look, and you all smile and have a bitter face, as if anyone owes you how much money.

Then it would be better if you don’t come. This time I came here and heard that Liu Mei was still reborn. I was happy. I haven’t met for decades and wanted to meet her. It’s not that complicated.”

"Yes, I cried a lot when I heard that my sixth sister was still alive. I had been separated for decades, and the last time I met was when I came to her house to pay New Year's greetings in the first month of 1937. At that time, she and I were only eleven years old. Alas!"

Ye Pingju sighed and wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, which was not a little tears, which meant that she was "swept happily" again.

"Father, aunt taught her a lesson right."

Ye Henian first respectfully admitted to the two elders that he had some loss of progress and retreat, and then looked at his nephew Ye Jinghai and his daughter Ye Zi.

Today's trip is a conflict that affects the competitiveness of his head of the family, and the most important choice for her life. Even though both of them are among the most powerful people, they still find it difficult to soften the smile on their faces.

He said cautiously and comfortedly with a smile: "You two must remember that the times are different now, and this is not abroad. You must understand the essence of the four words "willful". Only a smile from the heart can touch the most."

"It's uncle."

"I know, dad."

"Ba~"

Ye Pingbai slapped his son in the face: "How do you say it? A good thing makes you talk about is merciless."

Ye Zi sneered in her heart.

In the entire Ye family, except for her own parents, she has no good feelings for anyone in the Ye family.

Hypocrisy, cunning, ruthless, shameless,—

All these personalities are inherited from this group of old foxes.

——

Zhao Changan parked the car and got off with Wen Ye and Grandma Wen Ye and came to Zhouji Lamb Soup Shop.

It was only eight o'clock in the morning, and the inside and outside the store were already crowded.

Not only were the three-room shops filled with diners, but even the dozen small tables placed temporarily outside were filled with people.

Zhao Changan went in first and greeted Lao Zhou, who was busy inside. Wen Ye was thinking about finding a stool for his grandma to sit first, but the result was that there were diners saying hello to Grandma Wen Ye everywhere.

At one table, several people drank the mutton soup in a few seconds. They stood up with fried dough sticks and layered cakes in their hands, and forced Grandma Wenye to sit down.

"Grandma, you haven't been to our alley to collect things for half a year."

A young girl asked concernedly: "I grew up listening to your voice."

"Ha ha!"

Everyone laughed.

"I'm old and can't do it anymore, so I went back to the countryside to retire; my grandson and the others said I haven't drunk mutton soup for a long time-"

"Plop~"

While Grandma Wen Ye was answering with a smile, she suddenly knelt in front of her.

He raised his fat pig-headed face and made a heart-wrenching begging to Grandma Wen Ye’s mouth: “Old man, please return me to steal my powder, please return me to steal my powder!”

A moment of silence.

——

Chen Jing did not take Zhao Chang'an's ride-hailing, but then took the train to Jiangcheng with Jiang Ying, and then transferred back to Shancheng in the middle of the night.

Yesterday morning, I took a shower, wore a white lace-edged dress, white canvas shoes, and put down my ponytail and draped black hair with clear soup noodles. I immediately became a small white lotus without dust.

Then the family of three went to the old Chinese doctor's house with hope and took the gift, but when they arrived, they were stunned.

It turns out that the old Chinese doctor has already gone there.

Gong Zhifeng was so anxious that he asked his son, but he knew that it was because his son touched a female patient a few days ago, which made the female patient's boyfriend dissatisfied. He seriously injured the female patient's boyfriend during the fight and was locked up.

It is because of this that the old Chinese doctor's blood pressure explodes and dies.

The three of Chen family suddenly fell into despair.

This morning, Gong Zhifeng, who was sore, numb and swollen from his knees, wanted to drink a large bowl of hot and spicy mutton soup to drive away the cold and remove dampness.

As a result, when I came here, I was surprised and angry and saw the dead old woman and the shameless thief and hooligan.

Gong Zhifeng was about to rush over and make a big fuss, but her husband held her back and forth. After a while, she performed such a bitter meat show.

This old woman who was ragged in this area has lived for decades. Gong Zhifeng and his wife didn't believe it, so she just didn't want a little face!

Sure enough, Gong Zhifeng knelt and howled, and suddenly the whole downtown was silent, and countless people flocked to him.

——

"What's wrong with this? What medicine powder? How could I, an old woman, steal your medicine powder?"

Grandma Wen Ye was at a loss when she was kneeling, crying and howling by Gong Zhifeng, and she didn't know what was going on.

"Yes, grandma said that she has been in the countryside, how could she steal your things? Don't blame the good people!"

The girl who just talked to Grandma Wen Ye said righteously: "Grandma is so old. If you do this, what's wrong with it, can you afford to blame?"

"What's your business with you? Which wild man~"

Gong Zhifeng was performing proudly, but when the girl next to him was told, she immediately angered her shrew's nature. She knelt on the ground and cursed her, and all kinds of dirty words spewed out of her fat mouth like watering manure.

The girl's face turned pale and her tears flowed down. It was obvious that she had never been so unreasonable humiliation since she was a child.

"Ahem!!"

Seeing that his woman was so stupid, Chen Chongyi coughed so anxiously, while Chen Jing next to him was still wandering, with her pretty face white and red like a white lotus blooming in a bunch of leaves and small flowers.

"What a shrew!"

“Mythical kidnapping!”

"What a thing? You open your mouth and say that others steal things. You can call the police if you steal things, otherwise it will be slander or false accusation!"

"The little girl just said a fair word, but she ended up spraying feces when she opened her mouth!"
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