After the breakup, she hid her pregnancy to inherit a billion-dollar fortune

late at night.

Ye Zhimeng replied with a long voice message to her daughter, who had gone to bed long ago, and said that she would go home with a gift tomorrow.

After returning.

She put her phone aside.

Satisfied and exhausted, he buried his head into the pillow.

He was a little hot from exercising just now and the air conditioner was turned on a little low. Li Xingyuan went to raise the temperature and came back.

Like a koala, he hugged Ye Zhimeng from behind and hung on her body.

Ye Zhimeng was too lazy to move.

Looking at the patter of rain still falling outside the big window.

"Grandma likes big windows the most." Ye Zhimeng suddenly said, "When I was a child, no house here used such floor-to-ceiling windows when decorating the house. She said that before I was born, she planted a plant opposite the window of the room she prepared for me. A gardenia. When the gardenias are in bloom, I like to open the floor-to-ceiling windows and sit under the eaves and watch them all day."

Li Xingyuan lowered his head and kissed Ye Zhimeng's shoulder and neck: "We will come back with the children during the holidays."

He knew that she missed her grandma.

The feeling of self-blame spread in my chest again.

If he could understand his feelings for Xiao Ye earlier, he would have been by her side when the old man passed away.

The gardenia in the yard has grown into a very big tree. In fact, many years ago, after she and her grandmother left Rongcheng for Shanghai, the gardenia got sick for no apparent reason, and all its leaves fell off and its roots also disappeared. Rotten.

When she and her grandmother came back to see her, they thought Gardenia would not survive.

But neither was willing to dig it out and throw it away.

In this way, it remained in the yard of this house, being treated as a dead tree for many years.

Until the spring of the year when grandma passed away.

After Ye Zhimeng signed her grandma's death notice, she came back devastated.

But in the morning light, the gardenia took out many green leaves.

Ye Zhimeng told Li Xingyuan about this.

At this point, she pursed her lips and choked up: "I think it was because she still couldn't worry about me when she left, so she brought this flower that came because of my birth back to life."

Li Xingyuan rubbed Ye Zhimeng's neck distressedly, and kissed her again: "Grandma loves you very much."

"Yes." Ye Zhimeng nodded lightly.

this night.

Ye Zhimeng had a very beautiful dream.

In the dream, Huma Alley was not as depressed as it is now. At that time, every household in the alley had very good neighbors.

The old people are very kind, but the children are like a bunch of monkeys in their minds. The young parents are always looking for monkeys with canes.

Mothers are the only mothers who don't spank their children.

She is also the most beautiful mother in the alley.

All the children envied her.

In the dream, it was a hot summer day. She was wearing overalls made by her grandmother, with two pigtails, holding the windmill bought by Wen Chi in her hand, and ran into the house in a hurry.

Shouting loudly: "Grandma, Grandpa, Ye Qingqing, I'm back!"

Grandma popped up from the kitchen with a smile, "Also called Ye Qingqing, be careful Ye Qingqing tells you ghost stories at night!"

Grandpa was weaving small bamboo mats out of bamboo strips under the eaves.

Ye Zhimeng broke out in a rash on the small bamboo mat she bought from outside and cried for two days after sleeping on it.

Grandpa was so distressed that he went to the countryside to get bamboo and came back to make a bamboo mat for his beloved granddaughter.

"Don't be afraid, grandpa is here. If mommy tells ghost stories, you come to grandpa. Grandpa is so powerful. Even with grandpa here, monsters and monsters won't dare to scare you!"

When the young and beautiful mother came down from the second floor, the little skin monkey immediately transformed into a little girl and stopped calling her Ye Qingqing.

She ran up to her mother and hugged her legs, "Mom, brother Wenchi took a math test on me today, and I got 100 points!"

"Really?" Ye Qingqing squatted down and looked at her daughter, "What is 1+3 equal to?"

The little skin monkey held the windmill and immediately fell into deep thought, then raised his hand to sign a five.

Ye Qingqing immediately laughed and sat on the ground, "Wen Chi is finished!"

Little Pihou was puzzled, "Ye Qingqing is not allowed to laugh. I worked very hard to get 100 points, so I want to give you a prize!"

As she spoke, she angrily thrust the windmill into her mother's hand: "You are evil, I don't want to be with you anymore!"

After saying that, she ran away again.

But her mother grabbed her, held her in her arms, kissed her fleshy cheek again and again, and then said, "That won't work, little Ye Zi wants to stay with her mother forever."

The little monkey is easy to coax.

After her mother kissed her twice, she giggled, stretched out her chubby little hand, and gently held a strand of her mother's long black hair.

Mom's hair is beautiful.

It's black and bright, much, much brighter than the fat mother next door.

It always smells good.

In the evening, grandma cooked a lot of delicious food, as if the family was celebrating the New Year.

Before the meal, mother took the little monkey to take a bath.

She changed into small clothes made by her grandma herself, floral clothes and floral trousers. Grandma also bought her new sandals, which were pink and tender and matched well with her clothes.

The little monkey was very happy.

Indulge.

The three adults laughed from time to time.

After dinner.

The little skin monkey's belly became rounder, and the family of four sat beside the wisteria in the yard. Grandpa and grandma used cattail fans to gently fan the air on both sides.

The night sky is filled with stars.

Little Pihou looked at it and suddenly said: "When I grow up, the stars in the sky also go away. I haven't seen such a beautiful starry sky for a long time."

After she finished speaking, she froze for a moment.

Then suddenly he looked to both sides.

"This is how you grow up." Mom was still as gentle as she remembered. She looked at Ye Zhimeng with a smile and tears, "My baby, mom is so sorry for leaving so early and letting you grow up like this. "

"Yes, we clearly agreed that we would be happy for the rest of our lives." Ye Zhimeng burst into tears.

"Fortunately, my daughter has a strong heart and is still growing up so well, which makes me so proud." Her mother raised her hand and gently put Ye Zhimeng's loose hair behind her ears, "It's almost time."

"When is it?"

Ye Zhimeng suddenly became anxious.

"It's time to say goodbye." Grandpa's big hand gently landed on the top of her head, and she could even feel the roughness of his fingertips.

"Are you leaving me?" Ye Zhimeng was extremely anxious.

"You no longer need us by your side. He will accompany you in the future." Mom turned back.

Ye Zhimeng also subconsciously turned around.

On the big bed indoors, Li Xingyuan hugged her and fell asleep deeply.

She looked back crying.

The three people sitting next to her had already stood up, waving to her and walking towards the door.

"Don't go..."

She got up hastily.

The door opened and the three of them stepped over the threshold one after another and went out.

The little man jumped from the eaves and accidentally fell down.

"Little Leaf..."

An anxious call came from a distance.

Ye Zhimeng looked outside the door.

Grandpa held grandma's hand, and mother stood beside them, smiling and waving to her.