Playful peasant girl made a fortune: uncle begged to take it away

Chapter 162

"Hmph, do you think it's great to give birth to a boy for Yelang? Let me tell you, it's impossible, you will never see Yelang again." woman's hand.

"No, I won't let the child be taken away by you. This is my child." The woman tightly held the child in her arms.

"Take it away, no, no, no, how can I take it away? If Yelang sees it, what if you think of something, I will let you take the child. Come and send this woman to the washing house. Specially responsible for washing night incense pots." The woman in Chinese clothes moved her feet away, turned around and walked out of the dilapidated courtyard.

"Mom, why do they call me a bastard? Am I not Daddy's child?" A three-year-old child cried and ran to the woman who was washing the Yexiang pot.

"Ji Ye, don't cry, you are Daddy's child, but Daddy doesn't remember you now, but he will always remember you in the future." The woman washed her hands and gently wiped away the boy's tears.

"Really? Ye'er is not a wild child, they won't scold Ye'er when Dad remembers, right?" The child looked at the woman expectantly and said.

"Well, Ji Ye is very good, Daddy will think of Ji Ye, you go and play first, mother hasn't finished washing these yet." Patting the child on the head, the woman continued the action just now.

The child looked at the busy mother, and remembered what the mother said just now, as long as Daddy remembers him, then I will go to find Daddy and let Daddy remember me.

The child kept asking, and finally let him see Cang Ye who was not in the mansion on weekdays.

It was a rare time for Cang Ye to go back to the house, sitting in his yard drinking tea, looking at the flowers all over the yard, he always felt that something was wrong with his memory four years ago, and he always had some strange dreams recently.

The boy hiding behind the bushes accidentally stepped on a branch, causing Cang Ye to come back to his senses, and shouted loudly.

"I was not careful." The boy came out from behind the bushes.

Cang Ye looked at the thin boy in front of him, always felt a sense of intimacy, put down the teacup in his hand, stepped forward and said
"Little guy, how did you come here, what's your name?"

"My name is Cang Jiye, and I'm here to find Daddy." The boy finally plucked up the courage to look up at Cang Ye and said.

"What's your father's name, can I help you find it?" Cang Ye squatted down and asked the boy gently.

The surname is Cang, I don't know which child it is, I have never seen it.

"Mother said my father's name is Cang Ye." The boy wrung his fingers and said.

Cang Ye, isn't that me? Where did I get such a son? Even if he married the young lady of the Lan family, the child wouldn't be that big, let alone the two of them don't have that much at all.

"Xiao Ji Ye, are you sure, is it possible that your mother made a mistake, your father's name is not Cang Ye." Cang Ye asked patiently, after all, he had an inexplicable sense of closeness to this child.

"No, mother won't remember wrongly, you see, this is given to mother by father." Little Cang Jiye pulled out a piece of jade hanging from his neck and said excitedly.

This, isn't this what I have brought with me since I was a child, and I have been unable to find it since then, how could it be on this child.

The more Cang Ye thinks about it, the more his head hurts, and there are always some blurred pictures appearing in his head.

"Uncle, Uncle, what's the matter with you, are you not feeling well?" The boy looked at Cang Ye's frowning tightly and closed his eyes, looking very uncomfortable, he immediately stepped forward and asked with concern.

(End of this chapter)