Chapter 289 A warm feeling comes to my mind!
Whether the young master accepts it or not is his business, but the attitude of the Beidu Ye family must be made clear.
His deputy was shocked.
What kind of immortal is hidden in Xiaoyitun that Butler Ye has to go and deliver the gift in person.
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Xiaoyitun is a small village in a small city.
The shabby Santana driven by Ye Wudao is also a valuable item in this poor village.
Looking at the familiar mountains and rivers of Xiaoyitun, Ye Wudao felt a lot of emotion.
He couldn't help but think of the scene of catching fish in the creek with Haozi and his sister, and beating roe deer in the forest.
The carefree youth of the year is gone and can never be returned.
The car attracted the villagers to look sideways and talk about it.
"Hey, which big boss is coming to our village?"
"Is it the son of old man Liu who works in the city who is back?"
"No, his son's car is not of this brand."
"Let's go and join in the fun."
Ye Wudao soon arrived at Haozi's hometown: a rural courtyard as dilapidated as this village.
The door was open, and Ye Wudao caught a glimpse of the scene in the yard.
Although the yard was dilapidated, it was well organized.
There were farming tools on the east wall, and a group of chickens were kept under the west wall, which was no different from the past.
A warm feeling came to his heart.
A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Wudao's mouth, and he couldn't wait to walk into the yard.
He looked towards the main room and saw the two old people who worried him, Haozi's parents, Old Zhao and Zhao's mother.
They were much older than before, with gray hair and wrinkles, but they were as kind as before.
Back then, the two elders and Ye Wudao agreed that Ye Wudao would be adopted as his adopted son as soon as he graduated.
However, after graduation, Ye Wudao was arrested and imprisoned, and the matter was left unresolved.
Of course, Ye Wudao had already recognized their status as godfather and godmother in his heart.
At this time, a roar of a middle-aged man suddenly came from the main hall.
This voice was clearly the voice of the second uncle who was bribed by Zheng Feng before and wanted to lure Ye Wudao to Xiaoyi Village.
"Humph, my head was broken by your godson Ye Wudao, you must be responsible."
"Also, if I don't help, your own son Haozi will die of illness."
"In the end, whether to marry your daughter to my son or watch your two sons die, you choose."
The roar of the second uncle frightened Old Zhao and Zhao's mother trembled.
Zhao's mother's tears fell like beads that had broken off the string.
She begged, "Uncle, we can't decide on marrying our daughter. We have to discuss it with our daughter."ŴŴŴ.WenXueMi.Cc
"Give us some time..."
Uncle snorted coldly, "Hmph, I can give you time, but will the police and the disease give your son time?"
Old Zhao and his mother were even more desperate.
Only then did Ye Wudao realize that there was an old man and a young man sitting opposite Old Zhao and his mother.
The old one was naturally Uncle Haozi, Zhao Wen.
As for the younger one, Ye Wudao vaguely recognized that he was Uncle Haozi's son, Zhao Hu.
This Zhao Hu was a notoriously ugly man in the village, with dark skin and freckles all over his face, and the key was that he had a cleft lip!
He was nearly 40 years old and still hadn't found a wife.
Hearing Uncle Zhao Wen's roar just now, Ye Wudao vaguely heard that Zhao Wen seemed to threaten the two elders with himself and Haozi, asking them to marry their daughter to his son Zhao Hu.
Thinking of his godfather and godmother's daughter Xiaowen, Ye Wudao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
