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Chapter 218 Wang Fang: "That won't do."

"It's nothing, Auntie..." Lin Qiye said slowly, "I have something I want to tell you when we eat later... some bad things."

"Is there anything you can't say now?" Wang Fang asked instinctively, but after seeing Lin Qiye's serious expression, she nodded and agreed, "No problem, no problem... My little Qiye can say it whenever he wants."

"Then I'll go and finish making the last dish first, and listen carefully to what Qiye has to say."

After seeing Wang Fang go into the kitchen again, Lin Qiye walked to the dining table and sat down.

Observing the dishes in front of me, and the busy figures in the kitchen...

“Brother, there are some things I want to tell you… I wanted to tell you when you came back, but I was afraid you…” Yang Jin, who was sitting opposite Lin Qiye, suddenly spoke up when he saw Lin Qiye sit down.

"It's alright, no need..." Lin Qiye interrupted, "Let's talk about it after we finish eating... I also have something I want to tell you."

"Okay." Yang Jin nodded.

Before long, Wang Fang brought out the last dish.

"The food's here!" Wang Fang said with a grin. "Ah Jin, Xiao Qi, let's eat! You must be starving!"

Lin Qiye looked at all the dishes in front of him, even though he had been eating them for more than half a month since he came back.

But seeing these dishes, Lin Qiye couldn't help but drool. "Auntie's cooking is always delicious, no matter how many times I eat it!"

"Eat slowly, eat slowly, it's not like you won't be able to eat this again... If you're still hungry, Auntie will make more for you," Aunt Wang Fang said with a smile.

Seeing Lin Qiye's expression, Yang Jin thought about what was about to happen... and followed Lin Qiye's example, burying his head in his rice.

This might be the last meal their mother cooks for them.

if......

Yang Jin dared not think too much about it and could only hope that the Celestial Venerable could find a way to revive Cangnan City as soon as possible.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be many years before I see my mother again.

"aunt!"

"mom."

"Hmm, what's wrong with you two?" Aunt Wang Fang looked at Yang Jin and Lin Qiye with a puzzled expression, caught off guard by their sudden shout.

Upon hearing Wang Fang's words, Yang Jin dared not look up and meet her eyes, and continued to eat silently with his head down.

However, a barely perceptible tear rolled down his cheek.

Lin Qiye glanced at Yang Jin, who was eating with his head down, and then at his aunt Wang Fang... He wanted to say something, but the words still stuck in his throat.

It was as if someone had cut off his vocal cords with a knife.

"What exactly is going on between you two?" Wang Fang said, feigning anger. "Xiao Qi, you're the older brother, you tell me!"

Lin Qiye looked at the woman in front of him, a woman he was familiar with but hadn't really observed closely.

Before she went blind, my aunt's hair was originally jet black and shiny, but now it is mixed with strands of white hair, which looks particularly glaring under the light.

Her face was no longer as smooth and delicate as I remembered.

Wrinkles crept onto her forehead, the corners of her eyes, and the corners of her mouth.

Lin Qiye remained silent for a while, then used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of food and put it into his aunt Wang Fang's bowl.

Then he said, "Auntie, please eat first...we can chat while we eat."

Wang Fang looked at Lin Qiye with some doubt, but still obediently sat down. "Okay, okay, Auntie will eat too."

After Wang Fang sat down, Lin Qiye slowly asked, "Aunt, you've worked so hard to raise me, a disabled person... You've lived a life of hardship your whole life. Have you ever regretted it? If it weren't for me, you and A Jin wouldn't have lived a particularly wealthy life, but you wouldn't have had to endure such a hard life for most of your lives, right?"

"What nonsense are you spouting, child!" Aunt Wang Fang said, putting down her bowl and chopsticks with some agitation.

"I'm overjoyed to have two such sensible children like you and Ah Jin! How could I possibly regret it? Don't say such nonsense again, Auntie..."

“Auntie, I’ve had a hard life since I was a child. It’s only because I have two sensible children like you that I don’t know what to do when Ah Jin’s father passed away.”

Hearing this, Yang Jin finally broke his silence, stood up, and walked quickly to Wang Fang's side, hugging her. "Mom! You've worked so hard..."

"What's wrong with you two children? Why are you both..." Wang Fang asked疑惑地.

Seeing this, Lin Qiye also came over and hugged Wang Fang.

The two embraced each other, one on the left and one on the right, their embrace growing tighter and tighter.

It was as if they were afraid the other person would disappear in the next second.

"Auntie, shall we continue to live here together in the future?" Lin Qiye said, "You, me, and Ajin, the three of us will live together in this old house."

"This is not okay."

“You two will both be looking for wives in the future. How can you continue to stay with me in this old, dilapidated house? I’m used to living here, and I might not be used to a bigger house! But it’s different for you. If you continue to live in this old house with me, an old woman, I’m afraid you won’t be able to find wives!”

"I'll feel at ease if you can come visit me more often in the future."

Lin Qiye smiled and shook his head, "How could that be? We'll live in a big house together then! Ah Jin, you agree, right?"

Yang Jin nodded vigorously, "That's right, brother is right."

"Alright." Wang Fang pushed the two of them out of her arms and looked at them helplessly, asking, "Now can you tell me what you two want to say?"

"Hmm." Lin Qiye nodded and exchanged a glance with Yang Jin.

Yang Jin noticed Lin Qiye's gaze and, thinking of what he was about to say, nodded.

Lin Qiye mentally prepared his words before speaking to Wang Fang: "Auntie, what I'm about to say might seem unbelievable, but please believe me... everything I'm saying is true. Although I wish these things weren't true, unfortunately..."

"These things are all true..."

“Xiaoqi, you know… Auntie has lived most of her life and has survived many hardships. What could she possibly not accept?” Wang Fang smiled and shook her head. “Besides, even if what my Xiaoqi says is unbelievable, I believe it to be true.”