sbdcsierra Chapter 1684 Follower
Chapter 1684 Follower
Chapter 1684 Follower
When Ye Xiaoxi heard that her father had returned, she rushed home and happened to run into Ye Yaodong coming out of the bathroom after taking a shower.
She hugged Ye Yaodong's waist tightly. "Dad, when did you get back? You didn't even tell me."
He was both amused and exasperated. "When didn't I tell you? I called home the day before yesterday when I left. It was clearly you who wasn't home waiting for me. You were running around everywhere and didn't come back even after dark."
She whimpered and fussed in his arms, refusing to let go and wanting to be held more.
Ye Yaodong had just returned and was still full of excitement, so he picked her up, carried her back to the house, and complained as he walked.
"How old are you? You still want to blame me, aren't you ashamed?"
"Don't be ashamed." She hugged his neck tightly and wouldn't let go. "You clearly said that you would take me and my second brother up there when I had my winter vacation. You didn't keep your word."
"Then I'll make it up to you. Tomorrow I'll take you to your godfather's place in the city to send him New Year's greetings. After the New Year, I'll take you to the city to drive a car. How about that?"
Her eyes lit up. "Ah! A car? Take me to drive a car? Where did you get a car? Do we have a car at home?"
"Yes, your dad bought a car. How about we go to the city and drive it back when we're in the third year of junior high?"
"Okay, okay, take me to drive a car. You have to remember that, don't lie to me again."
"Definitely, you keep an eye on me, I'll definitely stay home for the Chinese New Year."
"Then you have to take me with you wherever you go, I want to stay close to you!"
"Alright, as long as you can keep up, as long as you see me when I leave, I'll let you follow."
"Fine, I'll follow you even when you poop!"
Ye Yaodong patted her bouncy little bottom, "You have to come along even when you're pooping? Are you waiting to be served something hot?"
"Eat by yourself! I meant I'll wait for you at the door!"
"Alright, get down, I'm going to sleep."
"I want to sleep with you too!"
As she spoke, she got off him, quickly took off her shoes and socks, climbed onto the bed, and took off her clothes herself.
"You're not allowed to sleep with me. You're too old for that. Sleep in your own room."
"No," she said, taking off her coat and kneeling down to the bedside to hug his waist. "I want to watch you even when I'm sleeping. You said it yourself, as long as I can keep up, I'll keep up, including when I'm sleeping."
"I don't need to follow you when I sleep, I'll sleep too, you can't run away."
"That's hard to say. What if you wake up before me and sneak away without me knowing?"
"Then even if I sneak away in the middle of the night, you still won't know."
"So I want to hold you tight while I sleep."
"Dog skin plaster."
"No, I'm your snail shell! Come here, come here, go to sleep! Let my mother go out to sleep!"
Ye Yaodong was at his wits' end with her. "How can I lie down and sleep when you're hugging me so tightly?"
Ye Xiaoxi chuckled and let go, then lay down inside, making room for him.
Ye Yaodong took off his coat, intending to lie down and coax her to sleep first. He planned to carry her upstairs to his room later, or to sleep with his mother.
As soon as he lay down, the girl clung to him like an octopus.
"Hold on tight and you won't be able to escape."
"Alright, go to sleep."
"Can't sleep."
"You have to sleep even if you can't."
It's already 8 o'clock, time to sleep. Early to bed and early to rise makes perfect.
Ye Yaodong patted her gently.
She could only maintain the octopus pose for less than two minutes before she couldn't keep it up anymore and started wriggling and twisting around in the blankets.
"Are you a maggot? You keep moving and wriggling, you're making the blankets drafty. Go to sleep."
Ye Xiaoxi crawled up from beside her feet again, sticking out her little head, the blanket wrapped tightly around her chin.
"Can't sleep."
The blanket was wrapped up to her chin, leaving a draft on his side, so he quickly pressed her back into the blanket.
"You have to sleep even if you can't, otherwise you can leave and I'll sleep alone."
She burrowed and struggled in the covers in protest, muttering, "No, I want to sleep with you."
"Even if your head is covered up inside, and a fart is thrown at you, you'd have to swallow it all."
She quickly popped back out, saying, "Dad, you're such an idiot."
Ye Yaodong adjusted her sleeping position, making her lie flat with her head sticking out and the blanket covering her chin.
"Just sleep like this, don't move around anymore, or you'll swallow a fart."
"You good-for-nothing dad!"
"Stop talking, go to sleep."
She stared wide-eyed at the ceiling.
"Close your eyes."
I didn't hear it.
Ye Yaodong reached out and covered her eyes, and she kept giggling.
Having no other choice, he closed his eyes and ignored her.
He'll take a nap first, and then move her away when he wakes up in the middle of the night.
As a result, he slept until dawn, only waking up early in the morning to the sounds of chickens and ducks being slaughtered outside, and feeling a heavy weight on his stomach.
He felt his foot, reached out and touched it, then touched the child, who was now at a 90-degree angle to him.
"How did you sleep? You're so old, and you still sleep so badly."
He slept so soundly that he didn't know anything, and he didn't even realize when his leg was up on his stomach.
He didn't know whether Lin Xiuqing had come into the house or whether they had slept together...
He carefully removed his two calves from his stomach, shivering, and put on his cold clothes first.
As soon as I opened the door and went outside, I shivered from the cold; the temperature difference between inside and outside was three to five degrees Celsius.
"Why did you wake up so early? Why didn't you sleep a little longer?" The old lady sat in front of the stove, the bright red flames reflecting on her smiling face.
"I woke up after sleeping. I went to bed at 8 pm last night. Has anyone else woken up yet?"
White smoke comes out of his mouth whenever he opens it to speak.
“Your parents are already up and busy. Your father is killing chickens and ducks, and your mother is cleaning the entrance to the new house in preparation for putting up Spring Festival couplets later. Aqing hasn’t gotten up yet. It’s still early, so you can go back to lie down for a while. It’s colder outside.”
"No need, I'll go check out the new house later. The furniture has all been moved in, but I haven't seen it yet."
In the dead of winter, it takes courage to get out of bed. After struggling to get out of bed, how can you expect him to get up again if you ask him to lie back down?
I guess Aqing slept in Ye Xiaoxi's room last night. The child is older now, and it's really hard for the three of them to sleep together. It's also hard to find a comfortable blanket.
Ye Yaodong didn't go upstairs to disturb her sleep; he went to wash up first.
"Why didn't you take the child back to your own room to sleep last night? When Aqing went back to her room and saw the child sleeping on the bed, she let her continue sleeping so that she wouldn't catch a cold from moving around. So she went upstairs to sleep."
He brushed his teeth and just nodded.
"Breakfast is ready. I'll take it out and let it cool down first. You can go over after you finish eating. It'll keep you warm if you have something in your stomach."
He nodded.
After getting his permission, the old lady quickly went to get busy.
Ye Yaodong knew his father was killing chickens and ducks at the door, so he took his porridge out to check, only to see a bizarre scene.
Father Ye sat in the corner by the door, with a chicken whose throat had already been slit at his feet. He was holding a duck in his hand, about to kill it as well. Eight or nine dogs were squatting in a semi-circle around him, keeping a distance. Several dogs were also squatting at the gate of the yard, not daring to come in.
When he finished plucking the duck's neck feathers and picked up the knife, some dogs turned their heads away, some whimpered, and some, seeing him come out, trotted over to him, rubbed against his legs, and squatted down at his feet.
Mr. Ye also saw it. "Woke up so early? Perfect timing to finish breakfast and help me pluck the feathers from the chickens and ducks."
"I'll go check out the new house and call my mom over to help you."
“Okay, you haven’t even gone to see it since you came back. The house is so grand and well-built, spacious and bright. Once it’s built, we won’t have to do anything about it for the next few decades. It can house several generations.”
"It's not that exaggerated, several generations have lived there."
"How is that an exaggeration? That dilapidated house was inhabited by four generations before it was demolished and rebuilt. This house is hundreds of times better than the old one. How come it can't be inhabited by more than a few generations?"
"Alright, I'll go get my mom to help you."
Ye Yaodong took the empty bowl back into the house and headed towards the old house—no, it should be called the new house now.
He was followed by a line of dogs, and he greeted the villagers as he walked. Interestingly, he saw Awei and Haozi.
The two men, dressed smartly and carrying suitcases, entered the village, looking like they had just returned for the New Year.
I haven't heard from them for two years, and I heard they haven't come back for the Chinese New Year either.
He divorced his wife, found a lover, and then somehow ended up living together with his ex-wife, with whom he hadn't remarried. He had one home in his hometown and several other homes outside.
He hadn't divorced his wife, but a couple of years ago his affair with his mistress in the village became public knowledge, making him lose face. He hadn't been back for several years. He had one home in his hometown, but he had countless homes outside.
I didn't expect them to come back together this year.
He looks all respectable; he must have made some money again, otherwise he definitely wouldn't have come back.
As the two entered the village, the villagers whispered among themselves, recalling their romantic escapades from a few years ago. The topic had been forgotten, but now it seemed to provide a few days of lively conversation.
Ye Yaodong saw them, and they saw him at the same time.
When Awei saw him nod, Haozi immediately turned his head away, pretending not to see him.
Ye Yaodong snorted coldly in his heart; those who have a guilty conscience naturally dare not face him.
Those nearby waited until they passed before cautiously muttering, "Haven't seen them for years. I didn't expect them to come back for the New Year this year?"
"Could it be that he made a lot of money and came back?"
"Hard to say. Look at them, carrying suitcases, wearing leather shoes, and with styling their hair, looking all respectable. Damn it, they've made money again."
"Pshaw, how much can he earn? He was just putting on an act before. No matter how much he earns, can he compare to Ah Dong?"
"Exactly, who knows what kind of money they're making outside?"
"He has a wife at home, yet he hasn't come back for years. Who knows how many mistresses he's keeping on the side, and maybe he's even had several children by now."
"Tsk tsk tsk, I wonder if there will be any trouble at home after I come back this time."
"Forget about them, let's just watch the show. Neither of them are good people. One brought his lover back and slept with his ex-wife, and the other got someone else's wife pregnant."
……
The people around him chattered on and on, bringing up things from a few years ago. The more people around him were drawn in, the more they talked, almost to the point of bringing up things from his childhood.
Ye Yaodong stood still and listened for a while, but when he realized he hadn't gleaned anything interesting, he headed towards the new house.
Mother Ye was diligently washing the area around the entrance.
"My dad wants you to come over and pluck the feathers from the chickens and ducks."
"Okay, I'll go right now. I was thinking of calling him over to put up the couplets first."
"Let's put them up later. Let's put up the couplets later and then set off some firecrackers to make it more festive. It's a bit early now; everyone else is still sleeping."
"Okay, then it should be just right to come back and put up the couplets after you've dealt with the chickens and ducks."
With a smile on her face, Ye's mother put the broom away and went back to help, handing him the key.
P.S.: I didn't have time to write it all, everyone in the group was urging me to post it, so I'll post this now and add another one tomorrow during the day.