"Old woman, what's wrong with you?" Ye Qingmei asked pretending to be relaxed. Old Ye shook his head, "Xiao Qi, don't listen to their nonsense, you are a member of my Ye family, you have always been!"

Ye Qingmei nodded and held those hands. These were the warmest hands in her memory. She would always hug herself and cry quietly. At that time, she would always say something she didn't understand. Every time

Every time, she spoke softly.

These hands were the ones that held her when she was a toddler learning to walk! Those warm hands held her all the time, making her rekindle her hope in life.

"Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi..." Mrs. Ye hugged Ye Qingmei and said, "Xiao Qi, you are a good boy. You don't want to be like the girls in the house."

Ye Qingmei nodded and stretched out her hand to follow Madam Ye's hair, "Old lady, they are not related to you by blood, why do you care so much about them?"

"Silly Xiao Qi..." Mrs. Ye stretched out her hand and touched Ye Qingmei's head, stroking it gently like she did when she was a child. Her hair now has been combed into various hairstyles, and hairpins have been inserted.

, when you touch it, it shouldn’t feel very good, Ye Qingmei thought.

The grandfather and grandson didn't say a word, they just sat quietly for a while.

Ye Qingmei served Mrs. Ye something to eat before leaving.

Aunt Zhu was waiting in the room. Seeing that Ye Qingmei's expression was not good, she asked slightly uneasily, "Girl, don't you have anything to ask me?"

"Mom, am I a bastard?" Ye Qingmei asked with a slight smile.

Aunt Zhu's face turned pale, "Girl, you can't talk nonsense. Eleventh Mother should be sad to hear this. You are the baby she gave birth to after ten months of hard work. How can you say such a thing?"

Ye Qingmei shrugged indifferently, "Perhaps, my biological father is not really Ye Shangshu? Maybe the eleventh mother gave Ye Shangshu a cuckold? Ye Shangshu was forced to become a father, so he had to turn our mother into a cuckold.

The two of them were sent to Zhangzhou to be raised. You know, my mother's health is bad and she will die..."

Ye Qingmei thought to herself that if she hadn't traveled through time as a baby, she would have thought that she was a bastard! But she knew that she was the child of the eleventh mother, and this could not be denied.

"Girl, it's hard to say that!" Aunt Zhu looked at Ye Qingmei worriedly. She couldn't blame her for being cautious. She had asked countless times back then why Dad hadn't seen him yet? No,

The sixth girl spoke openly, which is why things got so out of hand.

Ye Qingmei had no choice but to smile, "Mommy, are you getting older and have more things to worry about?"

"Silly girl!" Grandma Zhu also smiled, "Girl, do you think this slave can still have a family?" I missed it when I was young, and now... can we still be together? Can we still be together?

Ye Qingmei has been paying attention to Aunt Zhu's personal affairs, and naturally understands that she is hesitant on that matter. In fact, this cannot be blamed on Aunt Zhu. It would be fine if the other party is still a young man. If she marries her, she will be her stepmother.

It's hard to be a stepmother, and there are two such big children. There will always be some contradictions in getting along.

"Mommy, if you get married now, you can still give birth to a child that belongs to you and him. If you delay it any longer, it will be difficult." Ye Qing raised her eyebrows.
Chapter completed!