Chapter 268: 268 handmade little Tuzi Chapter 268: 268 handmade little Tuzi Actually, after calculating, it was only about ten acres of land, not worth much money. Had she known earlier, she would have just acquired a few more acres of land outside for the He family.
She also thought, because of Ye Da-ya’s matter, it had been tough for the He family, but as long as old man Ye was alive for one day, this was Ye Da-ya’s maternal home, and nobody could stop a daughter from returning to her maternal home. Thus, registering their future house under the He family’s name meant that Mrs. He would still control the household.
While Ye Jiu was having a hard time, Mrs. He suddenly said from inside the house, “Stay or not, it’s like someone is begging you. Once the house is built, I’ll take my daughter and move out. If you don’t like it, just stay with your broken house and live your life.”
The anger on old man Ye’s face intensified, and he cursed her as a shrew, then decisively walked out.
Ye Jiu looked at the house with admiration.
Indeed, her mother was always her mother, there was only ever a time when her mother made others suffer.
Although she had driven old man Ye away, Ye Jiu clearly felt she should be sad and go in to say a few words of persuasion, but instead of feeling sad, she felt a small thrill!
Thinking this, Ye Jiu adjusted her expression and then entered the house, “Mother, is it really okay for us to drive Dad out ?”
“What’s wrong with it? The damn old man is just being stubborn, don’t bother about him,” Mrs. He coldly snorted indifferently, then added, “Don’t worry, he’ll come back by tonight at the latest.”
After so many years together, how could she not understand that old man’s temperament!
He may seem very angry now, but he never stays mad for more than a day; it’s really pathetic when you think about it.
They had dinner as usual, and Mrs. He didn’t bother to prepare old man Ye’s meal.
After dinner, Ye Qingzhi sensibly started cleaning up the utensils.
Ye Jiu initially wanted to help, but Mrs. He stopped her, “Compared to when she was in the second house, she does much less work now, and I didn’t skimp on her food. It’s just washing dishes, and it’s not cold now, she won’t freeze or get too tired.”
Ye Jiu still felt quite embarrassed.
She was already eleven years old, and Ye Qingzhi wasn’t even seven yet, watching a child tidy things up while doing nothing, her conscience would blame her, and she also felt a sense of guilt.
Mrs. He didn’t care at all, and even handed Ye Jiu the newly sewn Tuzi, “You asked for it to be sewn. Mom picked some scrap fabric to stuff inside. It looks quite nice–just what you young girls love.”
It wasn’t just young girls; even Mrs. He, an old woman like her, thought it looked good and wanted it.
But, given her age and strong personality, Mrs. He couldn’t quite bring herself to admit she also liked this adorable little thing.
Washing the dishes for three people was easy, and in just a few moments, Ye Qingzhi was back, her eyes immediately lighting up when she saw the small Tuzi in Ye Jiu’s hands.
“Do you like it?” Ye Jiu showed the small Tuzi to Ye Qingzhi.
“Yes, I like it,” Ye Qingzhi nodded excitedly.
Unexpectedly, Ye Jiu took it back, “Though you like it, I can’t give it to you. Mom made it by hand, and I need to take good care of it.”
Mrs. He instantly felt satisfied. Just a moment ago, she had really been worried that her daughter, in a generous mood, might give away the small Tuzi she had just made.
What Mrs. He made by hand wasn’t something just anyone could have.
Luckily, her daughter was thoughtful and also had her mother in her heart.
Ye Qingzhi’s originally bright eyes dimmed slightly with disappointment, but being sensible, she understood that their life after leaving the second house was already much better, and she shouldn’t ask for too much.