The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old

Chapter 71

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The clothes blocked the vision, but they couldn't resist the whistling wind in the ears.

She closed her eyes and shivered, uncontrollably imagining the terrifying face of a witch in her mind, who was standing outside the window staring at her closely, maybe trying to eat her while no one was paying attention.

Ye Ya was terrified, and felt the coolness of Ye Linchuan's skin in his fear, which effectively relieved the burning sensation caused by the fever. On a whim, Ye Ya pressed her hot face tightly against Ye Linchuan's chest.

comfortable~~

Ye Ya's spine relaxed, sighing in satisfaction.

Looking at the bulging ball on his chest, Ye Linchuan was helpless for a long time, and said, "What witch, where is the witch, come out quickly." He really wanted to know what Ye Ya's head was filled with, it wasn't a four-leaf clover all day long. Dad was the old hag, or something else.

Can't you think of something that a child in the sun can think of

Ye Ya bit her lips anxiously, and pressed her head closer: "...it's said in the little man's book."

"What?"

"Disobedient children will be cursed by the witch..." Her body started to itch again, she tried not to scratch, hypnotized herself secretly, tried to ignore the impatience, and said in a trembling voice, "Witch, witch came to curse me specially, because I secretly I ran out to make my brother worry."

It must be so.

The witch knew that Yaya was disobedient, so she flew up overnight to punish her. But she knew she was wrong, why didn't the witch let her go? Also release the ghost wind to scare the demon.

Woo.

She is so miserable.

She is the most miserable little monster in the world.

Ye Ya fell into grief and couldn't extricate herself, the corners of Ye Linchuan's mouth twitched, wanting to laugh but feeling distressed at the same time.

"Brother, I'm sorry..."

The child's voice in the clothes was dull, Ye Linchuan lowered his eyes, opened his collar and looked inside.

Her small face was buried in her chest, her eyelashes trembled and trembled, and her curly black hair was like wool, messily sticking to his skin.

"I, I want to understand."

Ye Linchuan followed the words and asked, "What do you want to understand?"

"Caring about a person is not just about compliments; spanking and scolding may also be the same." Ye Ya was old-fashioned when she spoke, like a century-old lady who sees through the mundane world. "This may be what the teacher said about the depth of love and the utmost responsibility~"

The online class teacher taught Ye Ya a lot of things, he forgot a lot and remembered a lot.

Feeling uncomfortable today, I suddenly remembered the words taught by the teacher and Ye Linchuan's expression when he was beaten that day. There was worry in anger, hatred in worry, very complicated emotions, which she didn't understand at the time, but only now.

The speed with which the child changed the topic caught people off guard. Ye Linchuan was dazed for a while before he reluctantly followed her rhythm and said in a low voice, "A child should act like a child. See if this is what a child said." Ye Linchuan forcibly pulled her out of her clothes. He took it out, "Sleep, it will be fine tomorrow."

Ye Ya refused to sleep, and wanted to get under his clothes.

"Grandma Ya, I'm going to get angry when you're here." Ye Linchuan's face was gloomy, and he started to be fierce.

Ye Ya pouted aggrievedly, and shrank to the side, not daring to shrink any further.

The moonlight outside the window was quiet, and the room was quiet.

Ye Linchuan took her temperature again with the thermometer, and the temperature dropped a little. It seemed that there was no need to take antipyretics. He relaxed and pulled up the quilt.

"Brother..." Ye Ya half-opened her eyes in a daze, and started calling again.

"What's the matter?" Ye Linchuan felt that the sick children talked more than before.

"Don't you hate me?"

Ye Linchuan was silent.

Ye Ya turned over, the light shattered in her eyes, making those pupils shine like jewels, filled with anticipation.

Ye Linchuan's heart moved slightly, and he gently and carefully rubbed the fluffy hair with the palm of his hand, suddenly remembered something, stretched his long arms towards the bedside table, opened the drawer, and took out the painting. The paintings under the light have a lovely sense of childishness, and also a bit of warmth.

"Did you draw this afternoon?"

Leaning against Ye Linchuan's arms, Ye Ya hummed in a low voice.

"Who are they?"

Ye Ya gained strength, pointed to the little figure on the far left and said, "This is brother." She slowly moved to the side, identifying one by one, "This is brother Shen Zhou, this is younger brother, and Zi Brother Yu and Brother Ranran..."

"This, what is this?" Ye Linchuan pointed at the white cat in Ye Qinghe's arms. He didn't remember having a pet at home, nor did he remember that they ever fed stray cats.

"This is, this is my brother's mother. In a few days, my mother will be back."

Ye Linchuan frowned.

Ye Ya said excitedly: "Ya Ya promised Zi Yu that she would let her mother come back."

She has four small leaves, each of which can grant a wish.

But Ye Ya has a small head, and the small head can't hold too many wishes and dreams, so he can only share the extra one with his brothers.

"At that time, your family of six will be able to live happily together."

"Us?" Ye Linchuan was sensitive to the point, looked down at the painting, and suddenly realized that Ye Ya didn't count herself in it, because she... never considered them family members.

This thought deeply touched Ye Linchuan's heart.

I can't tell what it feels like, but there is shock and strong soreness, bitterness welling up from my stomach.

Ye Linchuan suddenly thought of the beginning, when he forced her to go to the laboratory, said and did excessive things, and then left them behind, not paying attention to them at all. He also thought of his negligence towards his younger son, his harsh words towards his eldest son, and his verbal attacks against Ye Ya again and again, all of which he hadn't taken to heart.

Because they are children, children are innocent, their heads are innocent and they don't have much thought, even if they are sad, they just need to turn around and coax them, so he relied on his father's identity to be unscrupulous and do whatever he wanted.

Ye Linchuan always thought that he was tolerant of the child, but in fact, it was the child who was tolerant of him all along.

They knew everything and remembered everything, but they didn't talk about it, just because they were afraid that he would be unbearable.

He said that Ye Ya was not his child, so she remembered it and consciously excluded herself.

Ye Linchuan, who suddenly had an epiphany, felt complicated, his lips moved, but he didn't know what to say, because no matter what he said, he couldn't offset the damage he had caused.

"We can... we can add a kid here." Ye Linchuan pointed to himself on the painting, "Don't you like to drill in here, you can add it here." He nodded his chest.

Ye Ya blinked slowly, without nodding or shaking her head, her expression was dull, she didn't know if she was sleepy or too uncomfortable.

"Don't you like it?" Ye Linchuan lowered his eyes, "Then... I don't mind being a father to Grandma Ya Ya."

"No." Ye Ya refused decisively.

"why not?"

"Because Adi has already been someone else's father; Yaya has also been someone else's child, so it's not allowed." If she calls other men's fathers, Clover's father will be very sad if she knows it, and she must not make her father sad. .

Ye Ya is the most principled little monster in the world, who only recognizes one father in his life.

She was sleepy, clinging to Ye Linchuan's arm, and closed her eyes drowsily.

Seeing the little girl's sleeping face so close at hand, Ye Linchuan felt inexplicably...a little uncomfortable.

He was a living person, but he couldn't beat the fictional grass in her mind.

He still fucking treats grass as his father.

gas.

Still a little sour.

Ye Linchuan turned off the lamp and fell asleep with a sense of resentment.

**

A few days later, the blisters on Ye Ya's body finally started to scab, and it is estimated that she will be able to go to school in two days; unfortunately, Ye Ya missed the June 1 rehearsal, but Teacher Liu missed her very much, and specially said that she could add a simple one for Ye Ya. The role, try to give her a chance to perform.

Ye Linchuan briefly expressed his thanks on WeChat, then turned to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the children, while thinking about where they would go in the Liuzhou area.

Just thinking about it, there was a piercing scream outside——

"Dad! You and Yaya are on TV!!"

The pot that Ye Linchuan had just picked up almost smashed his foot.