Hearing his father's question, Ye Yaodong glanced at him sideways, shaking his legs and said nonchalantly: "Just because you don't know, doesn't mean I don't know either, right? I'm not hanging around outside all day for nothing!"
Originally, he wanted to ask him some serious questions, but when he heard this, Ye's father got angry, "You hang out outside all day long, and you still want to show off? You're married, but you're still not home all day, lazy and doing nothing. Who's going to support you? I'll beat you to death, you're a waste..."
The more he spoke, the angrier he became. As he spoke, Ye's father took off his shoes, picked them up in his hands, and walked over to beat him.
Father Ye was already upset because he sold the yellow croaker at a low price, and now was the perfect opportunity to vent his anger!
"Hey, hey, hey... Why do you change your face so quickly? Isn't it easy to talk to me? What did I say? Dad... Dad... Let's talk it over nicely..."
In the middle of summer, the smell from the Liberation Shoes rushed towards him, scaring Ye Yaodong so much that his face changed drastically. Just because his own feet smell, it doesn’t mean he can smell other people’s foot odor!
He stood up in panic and dodged, "Dad, what are you doing? At least you can take the stick, how can you take the shoes?"
"If you have the guts, don't hide. You're annoying me every day. Your grandchildren are more obedient than you. You have a good life but you just hang out with a bunch of people all day. Why did I give birth to a coffin like you?"
The two of them were chasing each other and hiding from each other. The main room was not big to begin with, and there were many people in it, so Ye Yaodong jumped directly behind his mother.
"Mom, look, my dad got drunk early in the morning. What did I say? Don't let him drink today..."
Who knew that Ye's mother turned around and slapped him a few times in anger, "Your father is right, you don't come home every day, you don't know what's going on at home, you are always unruly and idle, let's see how you will support your wife and children in the future..."
Ye Yaodong couldn't resist the parents' beating. He quickly raised the wooden stool next to him to stop them. "Stop beating, stop beating. Who would beat their son so early in the morning? Can't they just talk it out? There are so many people in the room..."
Can't you give him some face
He has to have some shame too!
Fortunately, the younger generations were driven out by him, otherwise it would have been so embarrassing!
In fact, everyone in the room was already used to it. It was common for Ye Yaodong to be criticized and beaten. It was just that he suddenly came back from 40 years later, and he was a little bit not used to being scolded and beaten by his parents!
He held up a stool in the main room to resist the attack, but found that his mother had already picked up a broom, the kind made of bamboo. He quickly put down the stool and ran out of the house.
If he doesn't leave now, when will he leave? He should stay out of the spotlight first and come back after his parents have calmed down.
Who knew that as soon as he ran out, he bumped into some nephews and nieces. The children were caught off guard and fell directly to the ground after being bumped. Even his grandma was affected and sat down without standing steadily.
Now he was a little panicked and hurried to help his grandma up.
"Grandma, are you okay? Where did you fall? Does it hurt?"
Although he was a bit of a bastard, he still had some conscience. The old lady loved him the most, and when he saw her fall, he didn't even bother to dodge.
Ye's father and mother chased after him and saw it, and they were even more ruthless, hitting him on the butt and thighs with the soles of their shoes and broomsticks, cursing.
"You coffin man, you don't even have eyes to watch when you walk. I'll break your dog legs and see if you can still run away!" Ye's father slapped her a few times with the sole of his shoe but still not satisfied. He snatched the stick from Ye's mother's hand and hit her hard a few more times.
The strength of Ye's father's hands is not comparable to that of Ye's mother. After all, Ye's mother still loves her son, so she didn't use much force when hitting him.
Father Ye was different. He was really annoyed and furious. He hit him on the leg with a stick and he groaned in pain.
How could the old lady bear to see her precious grandson being beaten, so she quickly protected him behind her, "What are you doing? What are you doing? You want to hit me, right? This is outrageous, my son wants to hit me, it's really explosive so early in the morning~"
Father Ye looked at the old lady with a headache, he didn't even touch her, "Mom, how dare I hit you, I wanted to hit this bastard, it's useless, it just makes people angry, and I bumped into you..."
"Dongzi was just careless. I don't blame him. Is it your turn to hit him? Hurry up and put away the broom and go into the house. Aren't you ashamed?"
Although the old lady is 80 years old, she looks very strong. She is not deaf or blind, and she is full of energy when she scolds people!
Ye's father was a filial son. When he saw the old lady coming back, he knew that he would not be able to beat his son again today, so he glared at Ye Yaodong fiercely, threw the broom in the corner of the door and went into the house.
"Don't be afraid, grandma is here. Does it hurt anywhere? Let me see."
As the old lady was about to lift up his trouser legs, he stretched out his hand to stop her, holding her arm and grinning, "I'm fine. Are you hurt from the fall just now? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
"No, no, I'm fine..."
"Mom, Dongzi is 25 years old. He is no longer a child. He is already the father of two children. You can't spoil him like this anymore. He doesn't study hard and doesn't do any work. He is so useless..."
"Why hasn't he learned well? Isn't he quite filial? How successful do you think he is? We are a country family, and it's good enough that the child is safe and healthy. Besides, Dongzi has never done anything sneaky, so how can he bring shame to you?"
Ye Yaodong felt very ashamed. In the old lady's mouth, even not doing anything sneaky had become his advantage!
The old lady has very low expectations of him...
After so many years and having said this dozens of times, Ye's mother is also very tired. In the eyes of the old lady, her third son is good in every way!
He was really spoiled by the old lady!
The eldest and second sons are so hardworking, it really makes her angry. She glared at the third son fiercely and said nothing more.
Anyway, no matter what they say over the years, it’s useless.
A group of children picked up the corn and green melons scattered on the ground and put them into bamboo baskets.
Seeing that the old lady wasn't hurt anywhere and was still able to protect herself, Ye's mother took the basket, took out the corn, peeled it, and put the green-skinned cucumber back into the basket.
"Take it in and ask your mother to wash it and cut it for you to eat."
"Leave one for your third uncle. Don't eat them all!" the old lady yelled, fearing that her great-grandchildren would eat all the melons and leave nothing for her good grandson.
Ye Yaodong's heart was filled with his grandma's love, and he felt a little excited.
I haven't felt this way in decades, it feels so good.
Everyone thought that he was not good in every way, even his parents disliked him on a daily basis. Only his grandma, who had always loved him the most and always remembered to save every bite of food for him, suddenly felt mixed emotions.
"I'll help you in. You're old, why are you still farming? What if you fall?"
The old lady's face wrinkled with laughter. "It's not that easy to fall. I'm fine and can still work. If I can't work, I can ask your father to swing the hoe and water the plants for me."
Ye Yaodong smiled.