Chapter 1665: Ten Thousand, Don't Hate Us

Tacitly left the house to Uncle Sara and Heschen.

Ye Wan and Feng Suheng looked at each other, got up together and went to the kitchen.

The aunt is cooking, raising her sleeves to wipe her face while cooking.

Seeing Ye Wan, the auntie smiled, full of joy and gratitude, "Xiao Wan, the first time I saw you, my aunt thought you were a good-looking boy. Are you from the home website? You must have all been transformed by gods from the sky! Auntie really doesn’t know how to thank you!”

Looking back at the room, his eyes and face were full of urgency to go and take a look, and he didn't know how to face A Xi's guilt after He Zhen passed by.

The auntie took another look at Feng Suheng, "Xiaowan, this is..."

"He's Ah Xi's manager."

Ye Wan said softly: "Auntie, Ah Xi is now a big star, and brother Heng is the manager who helps him take care of his work and life."

I don't know what a broker does.

But the aunt remembered Ye Wan's phrase "take care of work and life".

Looking at Feng Suheng again, he was as grateful and moved as he was when he looked at Ye Wan just now, "Thank you for taking care of my Axi for so many years! Later, my child's father and I will go to the temple to light the longevity lamps for you, and bless you all Live a hundred years."

"Good man..."

Weeping with joy did not delay my aunt's cooking. In the blink of an eye, four dishes and one soup were ready.

While beckoning Ye Wan and Feng Suheng to enter the house, they served the meal quickly.

The hand has just touched the side of the end plate,

Seeming to be a bit crude, the aunt turned around and dragged out a few jars from the corner.

The paint is so sloppy that you can't see what's in the jar.

But as soon as the mouth of the jar was opened, the fragrance of bad fish meat and rice wine permeated the whole kitchen.

Scented all the way, the aunt came into the house with a tray.

On the side, Uncle Sara and A Gui put the dishes on the table, and in the blink of an eye, the small table was full.

Looking at He Sichen one after another, the aunt moved her mouth, and before she could say hello to him for dinner, the tears couldn't stop falling down.

He Sichen looked at the aunt with tears in his eyes, "Grandma, you can eat together too."

Sure enough, the aunt couldn't hold back when she heard the phrase aunt.

While nodding, he covered his mouth and entered the back room.

There was a whimpering cry, and Uncle Sara patted Heschen's shoulder, "Are you starving? Eat quickly..."

After speaking, Uncle Sara went into the back room.

speaking voice.

The voices of crying and comforting each other.

The sound of rummaging through boxes.

As if listening to the sound outside with his ears up, he heard the three put down their chopsticks, and Uncle Sara came out holding his wife's hand.

The two held many things in their hands.

"Agui, come here..."

Beckoning to the youngest son, Uncle Sara went to the table and sat down, and handed the two passbooks to each of them, "Since the year you two were born, your mother and I have been saving money. Money. Not much money..."

Looking at Agui, Uncle Sara looked at He Shichen with more sobs, "Ah Xi, father and mother are sorry for you, but in the past 25 years, we have never forgotten you a day. You can blame us, blame us. Regardless of us, we all deserve it. But, please...don't hate us!"

Regarding the events of the past, whether they were said to be ignorant or ignorant, if they were wrong, they were wrong.

If they do it all over again, even if they try their best, they won't let Uncle Mu Hei take Axi away from them.

"Ah Xi, this is what my mother has made for you over the years..."

The aunt handed the things in her arms to He Sichen.

Small clothes, small shoes, bibs when I was young.

Clothes and hats for grown-ups, and thick black cloth shoes with layered soles.

After saving for 25 years, there are a lot of things, all of which she made by herself.

Stitch by stitch, every thread is mixed with her longing for the child.

Looking at the passbook in my hand that started 25 years ago, a little money is deposited every year but can only be deposited but not withdrawn.

Then look at those big and small clothes, hats, shoes and socks with the fragrance of the sun.

He Sichen's heart was sore and astringent, and the little bit of entanglement that had been accumulated all the time was gently dissipated with the breath he exhaled.

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