The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

Shen Tianyu, Ye Miao and Shen Mu Ye Xiao went out to eat.

As they walked along the main street, they saw people closing tables and children running and playing together.

Although it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, the streets were still very lively.

Usually there is no sound in the slums at this time, because there is no place for entertainment, so they go to bed early.

"Hello Mr. Shen, hello Master Ye."

Where Shen Tianyu and others passed by, the common people would say hello and put away their tables when they saw him.

It just so happened that Shen Mu, Shen Tianyu, both had the surname Shen, so they all called him Mr. Shen, as did Ye Xiao and Ye Miao.

The four of them who were greeted politely nodded in response and continued walking down the street.

At this time, the streets in District 3 were all asphalt, so the ground was very clean, without the usual mud and potholes.

Ye Miao glanced around. The people were all well fed. Many people were sitting in front of their homes, stroking their stomachs and resting happily. They kept sighing, "This life is so good! There is food. I have something to drink, I still have class tomorrow, and I still have to get paid.”

"Who says it's not the case? It will definitely get better in the future."

"Hey, it's already past ten o'clock. I quickly wiped myself and went to bed. I have to go to work tomorrow to repay this hot pot meal."

"Old man, I'm asleep too. I'm going to find my son and daughter-in-law in my dream, and tell them how good my life is now, old man."

The strong old man returned to the house after saying that. When he said those words just now, his face was smiling, but his figure behind him was very lonely and alone.

Many neighbors looked at her without speaking, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The old man's son and daughter-in-law were among the best-looking in their street, and because of their good looks, they were both targeted by the leader of District 3.

The young couple refused to obey. Not wanting to be insulted, they cut their throats and committed suicide in front of the old man. They watched the old man cry before they died because they could no longer fulfill their filial piety.

The old man looked at the bodies of his son and daughter-in-law without crying or yelling. He calmly entered the house, took out the only clean mat, spread it, put the bodies of his son and daughter-in-law into the mat, and dragged the mat with him. The son and daughter-in-law were buried.

No one knows how an old man buried two young men. Everyone only knows that the old man got up the next day and smiled and greeted his neighbors. There was no difference from usual, and it was not seen that he cried.

But people cannot cry when they are extremely sad, as if the brain cannot receive instructions, paralyzing all your perceptions.

No, not long after the old man's door was closed, he beat his chest and cried heartbreakingly. He lay on the ground and cried uncontrollably.

He wished that the crowd just eating hot pot had his son and daughter-in-law, but no, he was just an old man with white hair suddenly sitting in the middle of a family full of laughter, his eyes were red listening to the lively sounds in his ears. .

"Honey, it's too late, go back!"

Shen Tianyu covered Ye Miao's ears in time to prevent him from hearing the old man's painful cries.

But he was a step too late. Ye Miao had already heard it. Even if his ears were covered, he could still hear it clearly.

He lowered his head and said nothing, looking very guilty and uncomfortable.

"I want to drink milk tea. You can make it for me later."

Ye Miao looked up and said to Shen Tianyu as if nothing had happened. He smiled at Shen Tianyu, but his smile was very forced and pale.

"Okay, my husband will do it for you."

Shen Tianyu didn't point it out, picked up Ye Miao and walked to the hotel.

Ye Miao grabbed Shen Tianyu's clothes and buried his head in Shen Tianyu's neck without moving.

"Miaomiao."

Ye Xiao immediately followed Shen Tianyu, panicking and looking worried.

Shen Mu picked up Ye Xiao with one hand and took Ye Xiao to find Ye Miao.

None of them spoke during the trip, and they just walked all the way back to the hotel.

At this time, there were still more than a dozen tables outside the hotel, all of which were underlings who liked to drink.

Shen Tianyu carried Ye Miao into the hotel, placed Ye Miao in the small dining room, and touched Ye Miao's head, "Husband, he will be fine in a while."

After saying that, he walked to the kitchen to make milk tea for Ye Miao.

Shen Mu put Ye Xiao on the chair next to Ye Miao, rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen, probably to help Shen Tianyu, deliberately leaving space for Ye Miao and Ye Xiao, because he knew that the two of them would be restrained if he stayed here. .

"Miao Miao, are you okay!"

Ye Xiao asked worriedly and handed Ye Miao a tissue.

Ye Miao raised her head and wiped her tears and looked at Ye Xiao, her eyes were red and her voice was choked with sobs, "If not, if my mother hadn't suffered a massive hemorrhage and died after giving birth to me, the people in the slums could have lived a prosperous life."

"It's none of your business."

Ye Xiao immediately hugged Ye Miao into his arms and patted his back to comfort him.

Ye Miao didn't speak. She desperately held back her crying in Ye Xiao's arms. Her hands were just holding Ye Xiao's clothes, and her tears wet Ye Xiao's shoulders.

He didn't want to blame himself, but every time he saw people crying in the slums, he would subconsciously think it was his fault.

"They...if they knew that I killed my mother, would they, would they hate me?"

"No, they won't hate you, they will just be grateful that you came into this world and rescued them from the fire bed." Ye Xiao hurriedly enlightened.

"really?"

Ye Miao, who was leaning on Ye Xiao's shoulder, didn't believe it and his voice was extremely hoarse.

"Of course it's true, I would never lie to you." Ye Xiao immediately swore to God.

Ye Miao sniffed and wiped her tears with the back of her hand, "Well... I believe you."

Ye Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then patted Ye Miao on the back, fearing that he would cry and carry it away.

In fact, very few people in the slums have seen He Jiao. Those who know He Jiao's appearance are all old people from the past, and they were almost dead in the war when He Jiao died 19 years ago, so no one recognizes Ye Jiao. Miao is He Jiao's son, except Hansen.

The old leader of District 4 always felt that Ye Miao looked familiar, but her memory had deteriorated as she aged, and she could not remember He Jiao's appearance for a long time, and could only vaguely remember an outline.

Compared with the slums, the people in Shacheng are lucky. At least the people of the generation who have seen He Jiao live well, so they recognize Ye Miao at a glance.

"Would you like some water?"

Seeing Ye Miao come out of her arms, Ye Xiao raised her hand to wipe Ye Miao's tears and asked.

"I still want to keep my stomach open to drink milk tea."

Ye Miao raised her little face and let Ye Xiao wipe her tears and said in a hoarse voice. It sounded cute, so Ye Xiao couldn't help but laugh.

"you made fun at me?"

Ye Miao's milk is fierce.

"I...I didn't."

Ye Xiao, who felt guilty, stuttered.

"You have it, you have it, I'll scratch you, scratch you."

Ye Miao raised her hand and pinched Ye Xiao's waist with both hands, poking and prodding.

"Hahahahahaha I'm not laughing. Hahahaha. I'm not laughing. I'm not laughing. Hahahahaha, Miao Miao, don't scratch me. Hahahaha..."

Ye Xiao twisted to hide, pushing Ye Miao's hand and blushing.

"I just scratched it, why did you make fun of me?"

Ye Miao snorted deliberately and kept scratching Ye Xiao's small waist.

Damn it, I finally know why Shen Tianyu always likes to scratch my waist. It’s really fun.

Ye Miao, who had a bad taste, scratched faster and faster.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha let me go hahahahahaha I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong..."

Ye Xiaoxiao softened, fell on a chair nearby and turned around to beg for mercy.

"You know you're wrong? It's too late. Look at my sunflower acupuncture hand. I tap, I tap, I tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap..."

Ye Miao had a great time playing, and even sat on Ye Xiao and scratched her non-stop.

"Hahaha, it's so fun. When I go back to the palace, I will scratch Bai Nian's waist to make him cry." Ye Miao became more and more addicted as he played.

"what are you doing?"

Shen Mu's voice suddenly sounded above Ye Miao's head, and it was bone-chilling and sinister.

Ye Miao, who was sitting on Ye Xiao and holding Ye Xiao's hands on top of his head, was so frightened that he had beady eyes. He closed his mouth tightly and stiffened his neck. He mechanically raised his head. What caught his eye was Shen Mu, who was holding a cup of milk tea and had a scary look on his face. .

Fuck...fuck, it's over, I forgot that my uncle is here too, me, me, can I still run now?