Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 284 The Happiest New Year
At night, Song Xiaoye and Ye Ying slept in the same bed again.

"Is it cold?"

"No, it's very warm..."

The Ye family still kept the old earthen pit. Although it was a wing room, the room was very warm, especially the hot kang head.

"I also said that if you are not used to it, go to a hotel!"

"I don't live in a hotel, I just want to live here..." Song Xiaoye responded, unknowingly, with a taste of love.

Perhaps, regardless of age, as long as someone loves and pampers you, you will become like a child, right?
Covering her mouth, Song Xiaoye suppressed her laughter, "I like here, grandma, grandpa, uncle, aunt and brother..."

"What about me?" Ye Ying asked with a smile, looking forward to it.

Song Xiaoye smiled, but blinked, but didn't say anything.

Ye Ying's eyes dimmed, "I was too anxious, if you are willing to recognize me and call me mom, I will be very happy."

With the corner of her mouth raised, Song Xiaoye said lightly, "You can work harder and make me like you even more!"

"Of course I will..." After a pause, Ye Ying looked at Song Xiaoye, "More—that means you like me a little bit?"

A woman in her 40s, giggling like a child.

This night, they went to bed very late, talking incessantly, crying and laughing for a while, as if they were going to finish all the things they hadn't said in 20 years in one night.

In a daze, Song Xiaoye heard Ye Ying whispering: "Xiaoye, mom is really happy—no matter how many awards I get, I never heard you call me 'mom' happy—my Xiaoye, Mama's baby..."

It was a sweet dream all night, when it was dawn, Song Xiaoye heard the sound of the door opening, someone came over on tiptoe, and tucked the quilt for the two mother and daughter.

"Old woman..."

The shouting outside made the old lady angry, but she endured it and went out to close the door before complaining: "Damn old man, what's your name! Didn't you see that Xiaoying and Xiaoxiao haven't woken up yet! Go, go, let their mother Let's sleep a little longer, I went to bed very late last night..."

"Also talk about me, you still don't stay up in the middle of the night, just listen to what the mother and wife say, if I didn't stop you, you would have gone to that house to stir up trouble..."

The voice gradually lowered, obviously being pulled away by Mrs. Ye.

Song Xiaoye turned over and looked at Ye Ying who was sleeping soundly and smiling all the time, and couldn't help laughing too.

Getting up, she got dressed and wanted to go across the yard to the bathroom on the other side.

I saw the old man walking in from the courtyard, holding a convenience bag containing fried dough sticks in his hand.

As soon as he saw Song Xiaoye, he immediately put his hands behind his back, coughed, and assumed a majestic posture.

Suppressing her laughter, Song Xiaoye smiled and called, "Grandpa, are you going to exercise in the morning? Wait for me, I'll go with you!"

"Well, just slipping around..." Old Master Ye responded with a sullen face, turned and went into the kitchen.

Song Xiaoye could still hear the old man complaining in the yard: "Old woman, don't let me buy fried dough sticks in the future, let the children see it, I'm so sorry..."

"What's the matter with embarrassment, you're just a retired old man, why are you pretending to be a cadre?" Mrs. Ye hummed and came out with a hot water bottle.

"Xiaoxiao, wash your face and brush your teeth with hot water, grandma will pour it for you and bring it to you..."

"No, grandma, I'll do it myself." Song Xiaoye hurried over to take the kettle, took the enamel box in one hand, and went to wash with a smile.

Although it was different from the environment she lived in since she was a child, she was undoubtedly sure that she preferred the life of the Ye family.

Before Ye Ying got up, Song Xiaoye had breakfast with grandma and grandpa, and then went for a walk behind grandpa's ass.

She didn't deliberately dress up either. She was wearing a down jacket and a hat, which made it difficult for people to recognize her.

Mr. Ye is not a talkative person. Along the way, it is usually Song Xiaoye who says what he says and what he promises, but whenever Song Xiaoye opens his mouth, his eyes will always be on her.

"Grandpa, look," Song Xiaoye smiled flatteringly while holding the old man's arm, "Why don't you just tell my mother to forgive her! You keep a straight face, she's very sad..."

Seeing the old man whimpering, feeling a little uncomfortable, but he didn't push her away, Song Xiaoye begged desperately, "Really, just a word."

"She didn't come to ask me to forgive her!" The old man murmured, but said nothing else.

Judging from the meaning, it was obvious that he had listened to what Song Xiaoye said.

Song Xiaoye smiled, and didn't say any more, just holding the old man's arm, very affectionate.

Although they only met each other for one night, the innate sense of intimacy in her flesh and blood made her and Ye family's relatives feel no strangers.I feel that Mr. Ye is just like his master and master, even with a straight face, he can still feel the love for her under the hidden seriousness.

"Yeah, Lao Ye, why did you come here? The chess game has already started. If you want to play, you have to be numbered."

In the small park, in the gazebo, a group of old men gathered around a game of chess, and there were more people watching than playing chess.

Someone raised his head and saw Song Xiaoye, and couldn't help laughing, "Ah, who is this beautiful girl? Lao Ye, I never heard that you have such a beautiful granddaughter!"

"How do you know about our family!" Mr. Ye raised his head, although he still poked his face, but the joy and complacency was obvious, "This is my granddaughter! She is beautiful! She is better than any of your daughters." pretty……"

Hearing the joy, Song Xiaoye's mouth turned up. Although she greeted each of them politely, she still cooperated with the old man to show the pride of "I'm beautiful".

"The girl is beautiful. What kind of job do you do? Have you found a partner? My grandson..."

"Don't talk about your grandson, I don't like that appearance!" The old man pushed back unceremoniously, making the talking old man flush with anger.

"You old Ye, my grandson is not handsome, but he is a manager in the company, with a salary of more than 1 a month!"

"Yo, what's up with the manager? My granddaughter, that's—well, a star!"

Throwing out the bomb forcefully, the old man looked proud.

Song Xiaoye was a little surprised, last night she could hear clearly that although Ye Ying was an international actress, the old couple of the Ye family had never told anyone what their daughter did except for their close friends and relatives.Ordinary people, just think they are ordinary people.

"Star? Actress?" A group of old men stopped playing chess and turned to look at Song Xiaoye.

"The girl is beautiful, um, she looks like an actress..."

Looking up and down, an old man asked: "What drama has the girl acted in? Why haven't I seen it?"

"Well, I think it looks like someone from last night's "Anti-Japanese Alliance"..."

"Nonsense, the girl is prettier than that girl, okay?"

Song Xiaoye felt dizzy and took a while to understand.

A group of grandpas usually watch TV dramas about the War of Resistance, and basically don't watch anything else, so even though Song Xiaoye is already well-known and often shows up in entertainment news, it is still not well-known enough for the grandpas.

Mr. Ye, who was originally a bit dazzled, was a little depressed. On the way back, he was obviously depressed.

Song Xiaoye was funny and felt unspeakably happy.

"Grandpa, I will also take on the role of the Anti-Japanese War drama in the future, and then you can ask your friends to watch it together - okay?"

Coaxing the old man, she smiled all over her face.Inadvertently, two young men were provoked to follow.

"Excuse me, is it Ye Xiao?"

The seemingly gentle man is like a big bad wolf in the eyes of the old man, "What are you doing?! What are you asking after the little girl?!"

Couldn't help laughing, Song Xiaoye greeted her with a smile, coaxed the old man, signed autographs and took a photo with two men who recognized her, and then walked home with the old man on her arm.

With a straight face, the old man thought for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Are you really good at making anti-Japanese dramas?"

"Well, for sure! It's agreed..." She playfully stretched out her little finger, trying to hook up with the old man, but he pushed her away in disgust.

Instead of running like before, Song Xiaoye walked slowly with the old man all the way. When she got home, she found out that Ye Ying had accompanied her grandma to buy vegetables.

"I'll go find them—don't take me there, I saw them in the car when I came over yesterday..."

Smiling to appease the old man, Song Xiaoye walked slowly along the alley to the vegetable market by himself.

After walking not far, I saw two mothers and daughters walking back with big bags and small bags, and there were a few old ladies beside them. When they saw Song Xiaoye from a distance, the old lady called out "Xiaoxiao" loudly.

As soon as she approached, he pulled her to introduce, "My granddaughter! Isn't she beautiful! That is, follow me—girl and granddaughter follow me..."

Song Xiaoye pursed the corners of her mouth, she was very happy, and looked at Ye Ying, who was also holding back her smile, and felt warm in her heart.

During the New Year at Ye's house, from the [-]th to the fifth day of the new year, many relatives came to pay New Year's greetings, and Ye's house was as lively as the market every day.

"It wasn't so lively in previous years. This year, my aunt and you are both back—the whole family is finally reunited..." Ye Chenghua said with a smile, although he also had a happy face, he still pulled Song Xiaoye to hide.

"It's so noisy - let me tell you, I will ask about the object later..."

Seeing Ye Chenghua's terrified expression, Song Xiaoye only thought it was funny, but when a bunch of relatives asked her, she couldn't laugh anymore.

"Third Aunt, look at you, we, Xiaoye, are only twenty, and we still have children! What kind of marriage are you looking for! I can't bear her..." Holding Song Xiaoye in her arms, Ye Ying whispered: "Don't pay attention to them—— I won't talk about it for a while..."

Nodding knowingly, Song Xiaoye obediently sat beside her, just sitting on the wall and watching.

In the past, in the Song family, as long as she kept quiet, no one would notice her, but this year, no matter how low-key she is, someone will always pull her to talk, and even before she fully recognizes these relatives, she has already become a member of everyone's family. The focus of the eye.

This feeling is very strange, but it doesn't seem to be very annoying...

This kind of attention, not because of her fame, she thought, she liked it very much.

For example, when they visited their master and master together with Ye Ying, in their eyes, Ye Ying was not an international actress, but just the mother of their apprentices.

In front of their relatives, no matter how big a star they are, how famous they are, how much influence they have, they are just ordinary people.

Such warmth is extremely precious to Song Xiaoye.

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