To Win Over That Son-in-law Protagonist

When Ye Ningshuang said these words, she suddenly felt a little familiar.

She once persuaded her grandfather like this. She didn't want her father to adopt a clan brother, and she didn't look down on the mediocre ones in the clan. Although he is a daughter, it is not bad.

Then Ye Ningshuang lowered his heart and stated his various reasons.

An Lang didn't care about the Ye family. Yes, there are many wives in this world who marry the wives who have dedicated themselves to managing the house for their husbands, but there are not many sons-in-law who are willing to build for the old man.

An Xuecai still needs her own world, how can she succumb to the Yue family to engage in business.

In recent years, the Ye family has provided subsidies like flowing resources to help An Xuecai's career take off. But An Xuecai obviously didn't care about the Ye Family, and the Ye Family wanted to give in for his overall interests and interests.

What's more, as An Xuecai's career continues to rise, it is a pity that his wife is occupied by a daughter of Ye's family.

All this is tied to An Xuecai's conscience.

Does Ye Family really want to invest in An Xuecai's business?

People's hearts are changeable, and An Xuecai's hearts are too big, and the Ye family can't afford to invest. Ye Ningshuang first married him, but only wanted a son-in-law.

The more the Ye family invests in him, the greater the sunk cost.

What's more, in a few years, the Ye family in Hezhou will have the surname An.

The more I said, the colder Ye Ningshuang's heart became.

Now An Xuecai has kept her original status in a charity-like posture, with a lofty attitude. How long can this morality last?

Of course Ye Ningshuang didn't mention the women that An Xuecai was looking for. These had nothing to do with interests, and they weren't what they should talk about now.

The so-called good things do not go out, bad things spread for thousands of miles.

But Yang eagerly said: "I heard that my uncle not only raised a prostitute in Hezhou, but also had another house in Jinzhou, and his son was born! There is one room here and one room there. Isn’t it two big? It's Ye Jiazuo's son-in-law, who is so unsure of what is good or bad."

Ye Ningshuang's nose was sour, and she didn't speak.

Although Yang was complaining for her, there was a touch of anxiety in her heart.

Doesn't my mother-in-law say that, does it make my grandfather and father feel that they are irrational and irrational?

Yang's really ignorant!

Ye Yunan agreed with the Yang family: "Shuang'er, you are always strong, but you don’t have to bear with these things. You don’t have to tell them. He can’t help you and make you wronged. You have to be strong like this, he doesn’t I should treat you like this. What!"

The Yang family also discovered Ye Yunan's double standard. He is so personal, he has two standards for himself and his son-in-law.

"If you can't go on, just get away."

Ye Ningshuang hadn't cried, but at this moment the soreness of the end of her nose continued to increase, and drops of tears hung on her cheeks, dripping one by one.

Even Ye Ningshuang did not expect his father to say so. Sometimes it's another matter for a man to pretend to be confused and put it on his daughter.

This time she came, and it went more smoothly than expected. Grandfather Ye Sheng didn't talk much, and finally patted Ye Ningshuang on the shoulder: "I believe you have your own opinions about the Ye family."

Ye Ningshuang took out the handkerchief, slowly wiped away the teardrops on her cheeks, and gave a soft hush.

That year, I was trapped in a small building, and there were rascals outside the building.

Ye Ningshuang thought, I was scared back then, and I've been scared for so many years. But now, she finally mustered up the courage again.

She didn't come here for a long time, so she looked at her daughter and was leaving.

Yang caught up with her and stuffed a package. Inside is a newly made cloak with dense stitches and lining with mink fur, which is warm and tight. Although Yang was illiterate, he was a handsome and smart person when he was young, and he did a good job of sewing. When Ye Ningshuang saw it, she knew it was Yang's stitch.

Young's is getting older, and Ye Ningshuang has been softer in recent years. This time Ye Ningshuang wanted to reconcile, and Yang did not say no.

But Ye Ningshuang was a little bit twisted, thinking that Yang's standing in line this time was because of his father Ye Yunan's attitude.

An Xue digs the corner of the Ye family's corner, and the Yang family is determined to stand at the Ye family's daughter-in-law. Putting this aside, will Yang stand with his own daughter?

She used to think the same way, but she felt a little soft when she remembered her urge to scold Sister Zhu when she was obsessed with her heart.

She remembered that since she was a child, every year Yang would make her clothes, sew purses, and embroider kerchiefs. Ye Ningshuang is more exquisite than others in Yang's craftsmanship.

Unlike the mothers of those really mean daughters, although Yang expects to have a son, she can't say that she doesn't love him.

It's just that if there is a son, Yang will love this son more in his heart.

Even Yang's words didn't necessarily mean anything malicious, just thinking like this in his heart.

When I was a child, I was sick. Yang was taking care of her and talked a lot. She trained the little girl for a while, and the porridge should be warmed on the stove when it is cooked, and it should be warmed whenever it is eaten. After a while, Yang went down to look for ice again, and found ice. She was worried and applied directly to her forehead to cool down, hesitating to wrap a few layers. After putting ice on her head for a moment, Yang took it off and put it on again slowly.

Ye Ningshuang's ears were filled with Yang's chattering voices, and the roots of his ears had not been cleaned. Every time I got sick, I got better with Yang's nagging voice.

Of course, she also thought that Yang Clan was a pity that she was not a kid, and she always looked regretful, thinking that Ye Ningshuang's quality as a girl was a bit inferior. And when he was learning his own handwriting and planning to write, what did Yang always say about learning these? At that time, the Yang clan even looked at it, to see which kid in the clan would be suitable to recognize himself as the aunt, so as to facilitate the adoption.

Whenever she thinks of this, Ye Ningshuang's heart will be slightly sour. In retrospect, that taste was sour, and it didn't hurt. Just like the little ant pinched his heart lightly, his heart seemed to be pulled.

In fact, even though she was polite to Yang, she was always separated by a layer.

She loves Yang, so she was so angry when she was a child. But when I grow up, I have to accept that I can't be the one that my mother cares most about. Not the favorite, but there is also love. Some girls are born with no love at all. She is very lucky to have such parents. Just like Ye Ningshuang's lucky value on the data board, it is also very high.

Ye Ningshuang stretched out his hand, and gathered Yang's cloak, tightening it for her.

"It's cold outside. Mother always takes care of her father's body, and you must be careful about yourself. You will not need to do any more needlework in the future as you get older, so as not to hurt your eyes."

She hadn't acted like this for a long time, and the Yang family was somewhat flattered.

Ye Ningshuang thought, it's actually not easy for her mother for so many years. A woman who always lives in the fear of not having a son is not her fault.

The thorn is still there, but gradually softened by the years.

Young's stammered: "I save it, you, you also have to take care of yourself."

Suddenly she stretched out her hand and squeezed Ye Ningshuang's palm tightly, her eyes reddened.

Sister Zhu'er was originally asleep, but now she has also been brought over. She was still dazed, wrapped up like dumplings. Sister Zhu laughed naturally when she saw Ye Ningshuang, shouting softly.

She became a habit of acting like a baby, so she rushed to hold Ye Ningshuang.

Ye Ningshuang kissed her cheek, she thought of the soft thorn between herself and Yang. Although the thorns are soft, they are there after all. Don't follow the past, her own daughter won't have that thorn in her heart, she won't think of her mother, and she feels sour like an ant.

Ye Ningshuang wanted to cry a little, but held back the tears. Immediately, she sternly asked Sister Zhu to be obedient, not to be self-willed here, and asked Yang not to spoil her too much.

She touched her daughter's little head: "From now on, your surname will not be An, and you will change your surname to Ye from tomorrow."

Sister Pearl blinked and nodded despite doubts.

She was still young and didn't quite understand what happened, but she knew witty that she had to listen to her mother.

The snow on the ground was thicker, and Ye Ningshuang stepped on to the carriage with one foot and one foot shallow.

Although the weather is cold, she has to go back to the city in the snow. She still has a lot to do, and she has to do it quickly.

Ye Ningshuang's breath condensed hoarfrost in the air, and flakes of snowflakes flew on her leather boots.

She suddenly thought, Ye Ningshuang, Ye Ningshuang, why is your life so stubborn? Do you like to embarrass yourself? If I were relieved at that time, my father and mother would adopt a younger brother, and then she would marry again. Then the days to come may not be rich and expensive, at least it will be simple. At that time, grandfather and father were vacillating. If it weren't for Ye Ningshuang's determined attitude, she would not have become Ye Family's son-in-law.

Many people don't understand Ye Ningshuang, and Ye Ningshuang himself doesn't understand it very well.

She thought, because I like to embarrass myself, because in this way, I will be happy.

Because I don't want to be simple, I want to be more real.

This is her heart, the flame of her heart, and it is the Ye family girl who refuses to admit defeat. Her heroic eyebrows are even more soaked with sharpness, giving her beautiful face a touch of firmness.

She just likes to live like this.