1825: C1825 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1752

C1825 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1752

"Grandmother." Ye Shuimo was so happy that she pounced on him, leaving several muddy footprints on the floor.

Fu Fengyi couldn't bear to see this. She immediately told Madame Meng to take her to a bath, "You must wash yourself well. Also, let Dr Duan have a bath. The child's immunity is poor, so he might get sick."

"Madame." Ding Dacheng felt that he was making a big fuss out of nothing, "It's okay, the child just has to run and jump. It was always like this in the past, it's fine."

"Shuimo's grandfather." Fu Fengyi was a bit unhappy. "Shuimo was raised by me in my mouth and has never been touched by any bitterness or dirt. Furthermore, she's a girl, so how could she become a lady after playing wild?"

Although Ding Dacheng did not agree with her, he was too old to argue with her, "That's right. I just want to make this kid happy."

"There are a lot of ways to have a good time, like talking about the piano and ballet lessons. These are really good games." Fu Fengyi was not as angry as she thought. Instead, she was hoping that Ding Dacheng would agree with her.

Ding Dacheng clicked his tongue in wonder, "So Shuimo was this good at teaching. Good at teaching!"

Ye Shuimo took a shower and changed into a new set of clothes. She looked like a princess again. Fu Fengyi and Ding Dacheng sat together for a while and said some polite words before leaving.

In the evening, Ding Yiyi and Ye Nianmo had not come back from a business dinner. Seeing that it was getting late, Madame Meng pulled Ye Shuimo to bed.

Ye Shuimo was still using the iPad to read anime and looked at Ding Dacheng pitifully.

"This grandpa can't help you." Ding Dacheng pulled her hand and said, "Grandpa will take you to bed. When you sleep, Mom and Dad will be back."

After they went to bed, Ding Dacheng came to the courtyard alone with the iPad. Ding Yiyi had been busy these past few days, so he volunteered to take care of his granddaughter.

Worried that she was bored, Ding Yiyi also taught him how to use the iPad to play chess with others. He already tried it yesterday, and it was really great.

The courtyard was very quiet. With a single glance, he noticed a touch of light. Wasn't that his granddaughter's clothes today? His clothes were stained with mud and thrown to the side.

He still remembered that his granddaughter said today that she really liked this dress. Picking up the skirt, he shook it open and found it intact.

It would be too wasteful to throw away these clothes after wearing them a few times. Thus, he decided to pack them and take them back to his room.

The next day, Fu Fengyi came specially to see Ye Shuimo. She had been thinking about it for a long time when she got back.

When she saw Ye Shuimo wearing yesterday's clothes again, she got angry. "Madame Meng, Madame Meng."

Madame Meng rushed out. "Madame."

"How can I wear these clothes again? Didn't I tell you to take care of this? "

"I've dealt with it. Where did you find it, miss?"

Ding Dacheng was in his room at first, but after hearing Fu Fengyi's voice, he wanted to come out and greet her, so he said, "I brought it back. It's not bad at all, you can still wear it."

"Shuimo, grandma will take you to buy clothes. Lili didn't say anything and just dragged Ye Shuimo out. "

Ding Dacheng felt a bit uncomfortable in his heart. He always felt that the other party was looking down on him. However, it was understandable that the other party loved her great-granddaughter, so he couldn't say anything.

When Ding Yiyi returned home in the afternoon, she saw a whole bunch of shopping bags on the sofa.

"Why are there so many clothes?" she asked Sofia.

"The old mistress is here. She brought the young mistress to buy a lot of clothes." Sofia said.

She nodded and looked up and down. "Where's Dad?"

"Old mister is going back, he said that he will come back and play with little miss when he has time." Sofia felt that the old man was rather pitiful and would be left alone when he left.

Ding Yiyi was flabbergasted. She had clearly said that she wanted to have dinner together in the morning, so why did she go back now?

She hurriedly called her father. The other side of the phone didn't say anything, but it was too tiring. Since she couldn't get used to living in the guest room over there, she went back to live there first.

When he was telling Ye Shuimo stories at night, Ye Shuimo was lying on her stomach with her head turned to one side, drowsy. "Today, Grandmother scolded Grandfather."

"Scolded Grandpa?" Ding Yiyi was surprised. "Why?"

Ye Shuimo was puzzled as well. "I don't know. Grandmother bought a lot of clothes and made me listen to her obediently."

After coaxing Ye Shuimo, Ding Yiyi immediately made another call. On the other end of the phone, Ding Dacheng didn't seem to be in any mood. He just said that he wasn't used to living in a guest room and that it was better to live in an alley.

She hung up the phone and immediately drove to the old house.

When she arrived at the old house, she saw that the food on the table had not been touched at all, and she became anxious, "Are you not feeling well? If you're not feeling well, we'll go to the hospital immediately. "

After she finished speaking, she was ready to help Ding Dacheng clean up, but she was stopped by a call, "Dad is fine."

Ding Dacheng sighed, "Dad thinks that I've caused you trouble."

"What kind of trouble?"

No matter what Ding Yiyi said, the other party refused to reveal anything. Instead, they urged her to return as soon as possible.

"I must have made you feel wronged." Ding Yiyi whispered, "Is it because of Grandmother?"

Ding Dacheng did not say anything. He had already lived so long, and it was not easy for him to have children growing up. Now, he still had to be taught a lesson by an older person.

"She did it for Shuimo's sake." Ding Dacheng said in a serious tone, "It doesn't matter if daddy suffers a little bit, but you're my ex-wife. You have to know how to be humble and not do anything out of line."

Ding Yiyi nodded with tears in her eyes. "I understand, Father."

Every time this happened, she would hate herself for being so powerless. His father had worked hard for most of his life, but in the end, he had still let him suffer.

"There's Madame Meng over there. I'll come home and stay with you for a few days." This was Ding Yiyi's decision. She immediately called Ye Nianmo and told him that she had no objections.

Although Ding Dacheng said that it was troublesome and was worried about that place, he still agreed in the end and happily went to make the bed.

In the evening, Ding Yiyi lied on her bed and sent a good night message to Ye Shuimo before chatting with Ye Nianmo.

"Ready for bed?" She typed the words, then returned with a smiley face symbol.

The reply wasn't too quick, "Not yet."

"Let me guess? Are you reading a book? "

"No."

"Are they still dealing with matters of business?"

"Not die."

"So curious, what exactly are they doing?"

The phone rang, and she picked it up, her voice clear both on the phone and outside the door. "Open the door."

After getting off the bed and opening the door, he saw Ye Nianmo standing outside the door with his cellphone, "Get ready to sleep."

"Why are you here? I told you that I will be sleeping here today." Ding Yiyi quickly followed and saw him take out a set of pajamas from his bag. "You even specially went home to get your pajamas."

Ye Nianmo took the pajamas and prepared to go to the bathroom. He was a bit surprised by her fuss, "Didn't you say you're going to sleep here today?"

"Although this is correct, it will be very hard for you to run around like this."1

He closed the distance between them, smiling craftily. "Without you around, it would be really hard."

In the middle of the night, Ye Nianmo was exercising to his heart's content while Ding Yiyi gradually fell asleep after the second request.

"Nope." she muttered.

"Sleep, I'll carry you." Ye Nianmo turned the air conditioner on high and gently patted her back.

Suddenly, an urgent phone call rang. Ding Yiyi was awakened as she muttered, "Who is it?"

"The people from Ye Family." Ye Nianmo said and picked up the phone. After hanging up, he said with a serious expression, "Grandmother's blood pressure disorder suddenly broke out."

Fu Fengyi had been taking good care of herself in the past few years, and she also came to Japan for fine medical examinations every year, so she was fine, but the problem was that of high blood pressure.

At the Ye Family household, Hai Ziyu was already waiting outside. Seeing Ye Nianmo and Ding Yiyi, she said in a low voice: "It was fine at night, but when it was time for me to sleep, I suddenly fell down." She lowered her voice. "Dr Duan said it's a bit dangerous."

The two nurses that Dr Duan had brought with him walked past them in a hurry. When they reached the second floor, Ye Family was all there.

When Xia Yihan saw the two of them, she nodded silently. "Get ready."

Ye Nianmo's heart tightened as he looked at the tightly shut door. Although it was normal for people to die from old age and sickness, once they really met one, it was inevitable that they would not be able to open it.

As his hand was grabbed by the other party, a warm sensation spread across his palm, along with a strong sense of strength. Looking at the comforting look in Ding Yiyi's eyes, he suddenly felt that if he could meet this person, he might be able to laugh at the immortality of his life.

The door opened and Dr Duan walked out, "There's no big problem, but you have to be prepared." He sighed, "After all, people are already old, and there are problems with the various skills of the body. No matter how precious the herbs are or how good the technology is, you can only stay for one day."

"I understand, thank you." Ye Zimo said in a low voice.

He brought Xia Yihan into the house while the others waited outside.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant water in the room. Fu Fengyi was washing herself with oxygen, and her face that was even younger than her peers had traces of age written on it.

Ye Zimo, who was sitting beside her bed, immediately saw the veins on the back of her old hand bulging from the infusion.

He knew that no matter how many precious things he used, one day his mother would leave him. Life was one of the things in the world that could not be saved with money. When the time came, he would have to leave.

"Don't be sad." Xia Yihan knew how much the man in front of her felt about the person lying in bed.

Ye Zimo grabbed her hand and caressed it. "It's so sad, but it hurts even more. I just hope that she'll be happy. Even when she leaves, there won't be any pain."

Xia Yihan was on the verge of tears. "It will be fine. Mom will definitely be fine."

As if hearing her call, Fu Fengyi, who had been sleeping, slowly opened her eyes. Her eyeballs moved in a circle, indicating that she should remove the oxygen mask.

Ye Zimozhu did as she said, "Mom, are you feeling better?"

"Better." Fu Fengyi looked at him weakly and forced a smile. "What kind of expression do you have? You clearly understood everything since you were young, why do you look like you can't let it go?"

Ye Zimo tried her best to smile at her. "Yes, that's right. That's why you have to rest well and get well as soon as possible."

"Not good enough." Fu Fengyi looked up at the ceiling. "Recently, I've always dreamed about your father. He just stood by a wide riverbank and kept waving at me. I shouted at him, but he didn't respond."

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