C1332 Wealthy Marriage 1260
C1332 Wealthy Marriage 1260
"It seems that your wife is also very interested in these things. Next time, let me tie the knot, grandmother will definitely like you two." Ding Yiyi said.
Du Puyan's expression was a bit gloomy. He quickly turned around and glanced at her, "My wife has passed away."
"Sorry." Ding Yiyi immediately apologized.
Du Puyan smiled, "You seem to be very surprised?"
"No, it's just because you look so young that I feel like you're suddenly young." Ding Yiyi said.
The man nodded. "It's okay, a lot of people say that." Then he said the name of a mental hospital. "She was so depressed at the time that she committed suicide in that mental hospital."
Ding Yiyi sat there silently, not only because the mental hospital he mentioned was Ao Xue's mental hospital, but also because of the gentleness and grief he felt when he mentioned his wife.
They didn't say anything along the way. There were only 15 minutes left before they reached their destination. Ding Yiyi got off the car and wanted to thank them, but the Range Rover had already sped away.
Entering the clubhouse, Fu Fengyi was chatting with a few women around the same age. When the women saw Ding Yiyi, they smiled and said, "This is your daughter-in-law, right? She really looks like a symbol."
"Hello." Ding Yiyi was not good at dealing with situations like this. After greeting her, she gently stayed by Fu Fengyi's side.
"Your granddaughter-in-law is still the best. If she can calmly accompany an old woman like us to this place, my granddaughter-in-law will bring my great-grandson to wander the world every day. She will be able to freely educate him!"
Ding Yiyi could clearly feel that the smile on Fu Fengyi's face had lightened a lot. The corners of her eyes were faintly discernible as she looked at herself, so she could only smile along.
"Now, young people really don't know what to say. My grandson's wife is pretty good in all aspects, but she just doesn't want to be born. After giving birth to two, she can't be born anymore, but after all, they are both boys."
"Oh, Fengyi," one of the well-developed women who looked to be quite old said with concern, "How is it? Is there any movement in your granddaughter-in-law's stomach?"
Fu Fengyi forced out a smile as she casually glanced at Ding Yiyi. Her expression had really sunk as she said, "Let's spar with each other over calligraphy."
The old ladies were intelligent, and one could tell that they were unhappy just by looking at her. They looked at each other and agreed, "Let's go, let's go. It's been a while since we've sparred."
Ding Yiyi, who was at the back, sighed and whispered, "When will this be the end?"
During the tea party, a woman around Fu Fengyi's age approached her. "My daughter-in-law wasn't able to conceive before, but she became pregnant eventually."
"Oh, how did you get pregnant?" Fu Fengyi asked in confusion.
The woman scanned her surroundings, then lowered her voice: "In an unremarkable temple in Zhaonan City, there is a Buddha that is very effective. I invited my wife, the Bodhisattva, to go home, kneel down and kowtow nine times a day, then use the incense ashes of the temple, and in less than a year, she is pregnant."
Fu Fengyi was a little hesitant. "This is too unscientific. It's not advisable."
"How can there be so many scientific things in this world? Anyway, my wife was really pregnant back then. It's up to you to believe it or not." The woman got up and left.
Fu Fengyi looked at Ding Yiyi, who was observing the murals in the distance, and fell into deep thought.
Coming out of the Pure Wind House, Ding Yiyi accompanied Fu Fengyi back to Ye Family. Just as they entered, the Ye Family just happened to see the nanny pushing a baby carriage towards the door as she followed behind.
"Fortunately, I still have a great-granddaughter. Otherwise, my old face would have been put on hold today." Fu Fengyi said indifferently.
Hearing that something was wrong, Ye Chuqing asked the nanny to wait outside the door. She went up and took Fu Fengyi's hand, "Is grandma happy today? I heard they were all your good friends from the past. "
Fu Fengyi sighed. "What's there to be happy about? I can only feel envious when I see how happy they are."
Ding Yiyi lowered her head and did not say anything. She knew that even if she said anything now, she would not be able to make Fu Fengyi happy.
Ye Chuqing also felt sympathy for Ding Yiyi. She quickly said, "Grandmother, I didn't see you walking around with Ziyu today. Do you want to take a walk with us?"
Fu Fengyi still remembered what her good friend had said, so she refused Ye Chuqing for the first time. "You can go. Be careful not to let your child take the wind. I have something to tell your sister-in-law."
Seeing that Hai Ziyu couldn't cheer Fu Fengyi up, Ye Chuqing gave Ding Yiyi a look of self-blessing.
In the buddhist hall, Fu Fengyi was chanting. The surrounding light was a very comfortable pale yellow, the light from the four corners of the furnace was faintly discernible, and grey smoke slowly rose into the air, leaving only a faint sandalwood fragrance.
Ding Yiyi, who was standing at the side, suddenly thought of the man called Du Puyan and Ao Xue. She couldn't help but wonder how Ao Xue was doing.
The figure on the praying mat moved, and she hurried forward to support it.
Fu Fengyi had a serious expression on her face. "Yiyi, Grandma has something to tell you."
"Grandmother, please speak. I'm listening." Ding Yiyi helped her sit down and poured her another cup of tea.
Fu Fengyi sipped on her tea, cleared her throat, and then said: "To this generation of our Ye Family, only Chuyun and Nianmo have had two successors."
Ding Yiyi felt a pang in her heart as she replied in a low voice, "Yes."
"No matter how good the child is, it's not Ye Family. Sooner or later, there will be an heir to the Ye Family, and I won't be able to live for long. I want to at least be able to talk about my great-grandson with this old man when I go look for him in the future."
"Grandmother." Ding Yiyi was about to speak, but she stopped herself. She could only continue listening.
"I want you to spend the day in a temple in the suburbs." Fu Fengyi said concisely.
Ding Yiyi was very surprised. "Grandma, what do you mean?"
"Just do as I said, Grandma won't hurt you, and Grandma's only doing it for the sake of Ye Family." Fu Fengyi pursed her lips and looked away. This was the beginning of the end of the conversation.
The rejecting words rolled around Ding Yiyi's mouth, but she didn't say anything in the end. She slowly walked towards the door, feeling as if all the strength in her body had been sucked out.
"Wait," Fu Fengyi spoke up from behind her, "Don't let Nianmo know about these women."
She stopped and hurriedly nodded her head before leaving in a hurry.
Although there were only a dozen or so households in Nuo Da's district, the road was still lit up with lights. Ding Yiyi got off the car and let the driver of Ye Family take advantage of the fact that it was still not late and go home quickly.
She walked home along the glass porch, which was her favorite road. It was made up of glass in the middle, and the colorful fish in the bottom of the glass made her feel better just by looking at them.
The headlights of a car came from behind her. She moved to the side and soon, a yellow Land Rover drove past her.
The Land Rover gradually disappeared into the night. Only the faint sound of driving could be heard. Ding Yiyi recognized that it was Du Puyan's car.
At this moment, the phone rang. It was especially clear and loud in the dark night. She quickly answered, "Nianmo."
"Sleeping?" There was still the sound of a horn on the other end of the phone, so Ye Nianmo should still be in the car.
Ding Yiyi slowed down her pace. She could already see the roof of the foreign room at home. "No. I accompanied Grandma to the Clear Wind Club today."
As soon as she said that, another light came from behind her. She stood to the side and watched as the car stopped in front of her.
Ye Nianmo opened the car door with his cellphone and got out. He looked at her with raised eyebrows. "It seems like we made good time to go home."
After Ding Yiyi hung up the phone, she saw a trace of exhaustion on his face and asked with concern, "What's wrong? "He looks very tired."
Ye Nianmo nodded seriously, "Yes, I'm tired. I need electricity."
"Do you want something to eat? Or should I go back and give you a press? " Ding Yiyi racked her brains to figure out what the other party meant by 'charge', but her lips suddenly softened.
Ye Nianmo still had a serious expression, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face no matter how hard he tried, "Recharge complete."
She blushed and looked around, only to see that in the dark night, the location of the Purple Vine Flower was still as beautiful as ever.
Ye Nianmo parked the car by the roadside. He didn't lock the door and directly made a call to the security office. Then, he held Ding Yiyi's hand and walked home slowly.
Ding Yiyi followed behind him by a step or two. She was still thinking about what her grandma had said today, "Nianmo, I won't be home for the whole day tomorrow."
The person that was pulling her paused for a moment, then continued walking forward, "Let Ye Bo follow."
"No," Ding Yiyi stopped herself, steeling her heart. "I wish I could be alone once in a while."
Did she see his broad back tremble slightly? She thought to herself that all of this was not what she was really thinking, but she could not bring herself to say it.
Ye Nianmo didn't turn around but held his hand tighter. In front of them, they could vaguely see the white fence in front of the house. They could smell the faint fragrance of the sunflowers that Ding Yiyi had planted in the yard.
Finally, he walked in front of the fence. Ye Nianmo pushed open the gate with one hand, and when the gate creaked open, his soft voice revealed, "Be careful."
At night, after the intense exercise, the two of them slept in each other's embrace. Ye Nianmo kissed her forehead lightly before lifting off the blanket and getting off the bed.
There was a small luggage case in the corner of the curtain. The suitcase was open and clothes were stuffed inside. He sighed and carried the suitcase into the living room.
Under the warm light of the lamp in the living room, he took out the clothes one by one and folded a piece of thin clothes.
Frowning, he tried a few more times, but the clothes were still too ugly for him to bear. He walked around the room and pulled out his cell phone.
Ye Family
The butler took off his clothes and was just sitting on the bed when he received a call from the young master. He thought that if there was something, he would pick it up immediately. "Young Master."
"I have something to ask you." Ye Nianmo's voice was very serious.
The steward's nerves immediately tensed up as he quickly went through the events of the past few days in his mind. As far as he could, he would immediately answer the young master's questions. "Please tell me, young master."
"How do I fold my clothes?" Ye Nianmo's voice was so serious that it didn't fluctuate at all, as if he was talking about the company's annual plan.