"Mom, it's Chinese New Year."

"Mucheng and I wish you New Year greetings!"

There are only a few sentences, but the words are like gold and stone, sonorous and powerful.

After more than three years of marriage, Ye Fan and his wife, Qiu Mucheng, finally entered the door of Ye's house today, and kowtowed to their mother, Ye Ximei!

It was also the first time for Qiu Mucheng to meet Ye Fan's mother.

For a long time, Ye Fan's impression in Qiu Mucheng's heart was that of a boy who came out of the countryside.

On the way here, Qiu Mucheng also fantasized about her mother-in-law.

It should be the same as those hundreds of millions of farmers who face the loess and their backs to the sky, simple and ordinary, kind and old.

However, after seeing Ye Ximei at this time, Qiu Mucheng realized that she was wrong.

Ordinary but not simple, kind but not old.

She could feel that Ye Ximei had an aristocratic, graceful and luxurious aura about her.

The face that was a little flushed from the wind and rain could not hide its delicate and charming features.

Qiu Mucheng felt that Ye Fan's mother must have been a well-known beauty when she was young.

Ye Ximei gave Qiu Mucheng a feeling like a dusty pearl.

Maybe the surface is covered with dust, and one day, she will show her light again.

At this moment, Qiu Mucheng suddenly wondered what kind of person Ye Fan's father would be?

What kind of man is it that can let such a woman in front of him bear children for him, and also give birth to a Jiangdong hero like Ye Fan.

After being absent-minded for a moment, Qiu Mucheng kowtowed to Ye Ximei again, filled with guilt.

"Mom, I'm sorry."

"It's the daughter-in-law who is unfilial, and has only come to see you now."

"I am not a competent wife, let alone a qualified daughter-in-law."

Filled with guilt, Qiu Mucheng spoke from the bottom of her heart.

In the past, when she married Ye Fan, Qiu Mucheng felt that Ye Fan owed her.

But after going through so many ups and downs with Ye Fan, Qiu Mucheng realized that the one who really owed her was herself.

He was originally a dragon, but he was insulted by others because he lay cross-legged in shallow water for himself.

Sometimes, Qiu Mucheng couldn't even imagine how Ye Fan got through these years.

From the moment she learned of Ye Fan's identity, Qiu Mucheng knew that she owed Ye Fan even if she spent the rest of her life to pay it back.

Facing the kneeling worship of Ye Fan and his wife, Ye Ximei was speechless for a long time.

Her body was trembling, and she stared blankly, her brows and eyes flushed.

Without saying a word, there are only a thousand lines of tears! JrNovels.com