The 99th Divorce

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Over the years, Ye Tian's hobby has not been forgotten.

Ye Youyou walked in and looked around, and found that the decoration was actually very elegant.

In this small town, it has a special style.

But after looking around, I didn't find the old man's figure. Ye Youyou's heart had some ominous foresight. He looked at Ye Zhenhua and asked, "Where's Grandpa?"

Seeing the expression on his face, Ye Zhenhua was a little bit weird, just like she did wrong when she was a child, and said, "Where is Grandpa? Grandpa doesn't speak Mandarin, can you still speak our hometown?"

Ye Youyou thought for a while and said, "Gong?"

Ye Zhenhua couldn't help but said, "Gong is inside, go in quickly."

Ye Youyou felt warm and walked into the living room without seeing Grandpa.

In the memory, the old man who always supported her with a smile on her face, bowed her back slightly, pulled her up and led her around.

But as soon as he walked into the old man's room, Ye Youyou couldn't help sour eyes and almost burst into tears.

The old man in the room had white hair and a bleak face, and was wearing a gray-and-white sundress, and looked a lot older than that year.

When she saw Ye Youyou, she shouted, "Xi Qian is back."

Ye Youyou had fever in her eyes and walked towards the old man. She said, "Gong ..." But apart from Grandpa, Ye Youyou couldn't say anything.

It's been too long, too long, and it's been too long, and she's forgotten even the dialect.

Ye Youyou reacted suddenly, as if she had lived in the imperial capital for so many years, it didn't seem to make her feel happy.

The happiness that she once thought collapsed little by little, and in the end, she felt warmer than the elderly at home.

The old man's dry hand came to shake Ye Youyou's hand, and said, "Qian Qian is getting more and more beautiful. Have you brought her boyfriend back?"

Ye Youyou shook her head and said, "No ..."

The simple two words are dialects used.

But apart from simple vocabulary, Ye Youyou couldn't say more, and shouted, "Aba!"

Ye Zhenhua heard, walked in from the outside, and said, "What's wrong?"

"I'm not Qian Qian. Tell Grandpa, I ... can't speak."

Ye Zhenhua couldn't help crying and started translating soon.

The old man was a little dazzled and had a slight dementia. When he heard Ye Zhenhua's words, he only responded slightly, and then said, "Eat."

Ye Zhenhua had no choice but to say, "In the past two years, his mental state has not been good. The doctor said that he has old dementia and should always watch it, so I have stopped working in recent years. I stay at home to look after him. It was a bit of a deposit, and I was comfortable when I was not working. No, I repaired the house. It looks good, right? "

Ye Youyou looked around, the environment decoration is very elegant, in every respect, it is very stylish.

However, it is also Ye Tian's favorite style.

Light retro, nostalgic style.

From everywhere, I clearly saw Ye Tian's shadow.

Her hobbies, her taste, has penetrated into this strange and familiar home.

Abandoning a man who loved her so far, marrying a rich businessman who only knows he is busy all day long, how sad it is to live in today's vain appearance ...

Ye Youyou ripped her lips and said, "It looks good."

Ye Zhenhua finally smiled again, and said, "I'll cook for your grandpa."