Chief Forced Marriage: Beloved Wife Captured

Chapter 166

This village is not big at all, but after about ten minutes, they arrived at their destination. A Ling stood outside the door and shouted: "Dongzi, someone has come to see you."

Jingya stared nervously at the movement in the room, wondering what Dudu's biological father looked like.

A man with a handsome face came out of the house. He was 1.7 meters tall, with regular facial features, a mouthful of white teeth, and dark skin. It may be because he has been fishing at sea for many years. He doesn't seem to like to smile very much. Or, he had already forgotten how to smile, walked up to them shyly, and said softly, "Come in."

Jingya took off her raincoat, took the dry towel handed over by Dongzi, and said gratefully, "Thank you." She hurriedly wiped the rain from her hair.

"Dongzi, where are your parents?" A Ling asked.

"Dad went to the small town to buy medicine for my mother today, she...is still sick."

Jingya sensitively saw the flash of sadness in his eyes, and couldn't help but stepped forward to pat him on the shoulder to comfort him and said, "Don't be sad, we will take care of you."

Dongzi and A Ling turned their eyes to her in surprise at the same time, not knowing what she meant.

"I... went to see Aunt Ah Xiang."

Jingya quickly escaped from their gaze. Now is not the best time to tell Qianxue's whereabouts, because she knows that her father-in-law is still sick and cannot bear stimulation.

Dongzi led her into a side room, and Jingya walked to the bed, staring at the frail old man on the bed, feeling very sad and guilty, although it was not her fault.

"Who is this?" Aunt Ah Xiang struggled to sit up.

"Mom, this is Miss Xiaoyu from the city. Sister-in-law A Ling said that she works for a magazine and is here to interview stories about our fishing village."

Interview?

Aunt Ah Xiang's eyes lit up suddenly, she grasped Jingya and said, choking up, "Girl, since you are from the city, can you help me find my grandson? He was taken away by an ungrateful woman. "

"Mom, don't make it difficult for her. The world is so big, where do you want her to help us find it?"

A Ling looked at Jingya admiringly, and said with a smile: "That's not necessarily true, Xiaoyu is even better than a fortune teller, she has the ability to predict..."

"Really?" Mrs. Ah Xiang pinned her hopes on Jingya again, but this time, Dongzi didn't stop her, because he didn't want to find the child, and she was the mother of the child.

"Aunt Xiang, I promise you, I will try my best to find it for you, but you have to take care of your health quickly, otherwise you will die of illness when your grandson is found, what a pity that would be."

"En! En! I will definitely get better as soon as possible." Aunt Ah Xiang burst into tears.

Jingya was also very sad to see, these people, as long as they give them a little hope, they can make them have the desire to survive. After all, it is because they are too simple...

That night, she stayed at Dongzi's house and learned a lot about Yang Qianxue, but unfortunately, they didn't know why Yang Qianxue fell into the sea.

Was it really an accident with the plane?
Jingya thought for a moment, and felt that something was wrong. Ye Beicheng said that he had already checked that the flight to Australia three years ago had no boarding records for Qianxue at all, and she didn't even board the plane. How could she be killed...

It rained continuously for three or four days. Jingya went door-to-door during the day, and wrote manuscripts all night at night, recording what she heard and saw in detail. It was just a story about Xiaoju, the most legendary, but the most Can't write, because not all secrets can be released to the public...

In the past few days, there has been no mobile phone signal, and she has lost contact with Ye Beicheng. Until the sixth day, the rain finally stopped and the sun came out. A Ling said that she would take her to the small town to sell fish and buy some daily necessities. , without even thinking about it, she agreed without hesitation. To understand the lives of fishermen, one must understand their way of life.

Following the fish seller's car in the village, she took a camera to take pictures of the scenery along the way. She didn't expect the small town to be so far away, and she arrived after a whole morning.

When he arrived in the city, the first thing he did was to call Ye Beicheng. He hadn't contacted him for several days. He must be worried and angry.

The beep rang for a long time but no one answered, she re-dialed suspiciously, but still no one answered, she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, why didn't he answer her call?Is it because you are angry, or because you don't have your phone with you?

She continued to call without giving up, until she had forgotten how many times she called, and finally the call was connected, but it was not Ye Beicheng's voice——

"Hello?" The hoarse female voice was mixed with a strong nasal voice, so she couldn't tell who answered the phone.

"Who are you? Where's Ye Beicheng?" She asked suspiciously.

"Yu Jingya, what happened to our family, do you think my brother is still in the mood to answer your call?!"

The questioning tone made Jingya quickly realize that the person answering the phone was Ye Mengyao, but her heart suddenly hung in the air: "What... what happened?"

"My father is dead! You keep saying that you love my brother, something the whole world knows, but you don't know, is that how you love my brother?!"

Jingya's brain slammed, and she lost her center of gravity and slumped on the ground: "Elder-in-law... is dead?"

Her heart suddenly felt like it had been hollowed out, and she couldn't help crying loudly, crying heartbreakingly, crying heartbreakingly, the night she left Ye's house, she promised her father-in-law would go back to see her, and the father-in-law also promised her, She will take care of her body, but now, she has broken her promise, and her father-in-law has also broken his promise, because she didn't go back to see him, so he didn't take good care of himself...

Thinking of her father-in-law's wish to find another son, she cried even more sadly. She kept herself imprisoned in the cage of feeling frustrated, and didn't care about anything. Only now that her father-in-law died, she realized that she was such a dishonest person. people.

No one knows how much pain she has in her heart at the moment. She is so painful that she is about to die. The news of her father-in-law's death is one reason, and there is another reason. She lost her only relative, her Beicheng, what should she do...

A Ling came out of the store to buy some good things, she was scared by Jing Ya's shrill cries, she squatted in front of her, and asked in surprise: "Xiao Yu, what's wrong with you?"

"I want to go home……"

Jingya was speechless, her only thought now was to go back to the Ye family, put on sackcloth and mourning for her father-in-law, and stay by her beloved man's side, so as not to let him bear the pain alone.

A Ling sent her to the station, waved goodbye to her with tears in her eyes, the bus started, and Jing Ya stuck her head out of the car window with tears in her eyes and said, "Tell Aunt A Xiang, what I promised her, I will definitely do it." !!"

Yes, she must do it, she must do it, and she can no longer wait until the promise cannot be fulfilled before she regrets it...

After seven or eight hours of driving, Jingya cried all the way. When she arrived at Ye’s house before dark, she saw thousands of wreaths surrounding the house from a distance. The white curtains fluttered in the wind, and the whole mansion was full of heavy gloom. In a fit of anger, Jingya approached the house step by step, her eyes were red and swollen like two walnuts, and the servant standing in front of the door also had a sad face, seeing that it was the young mistress, she let her in without stopping her.

Above the mourning hall, the photo of Master Ye came into view, with a serious expression on his face. He never seemed to like to laugh very much. Jingya went straight over and knelt down on the ground with a plop. Without making a sound, I could only cry silently like a river...

"Dad, I'm late." She raised her tear-filled eyes and looked at the photo of her father-in-law. Her sharp eyes seemed to have a thousand words, but they could only be understood by the person being watched: "Dad, I know what you want to say, and I will remember it, please rest in peace..."

She kowtowed three times, both sides of the mourning hall were full of people, most of them were distant relatives of the Ye family, including Ye Mengyao in sackcloth and filial piety, and her Beicheng, but unfortunately, there was no elder sister.

Turning around, she shifted her gaze to Ye Beicheng on the left, but she hadn't seen him for a few days, he was already emaciated, she got up slowly, walked up to him, reached out to touch his face, choked with tears for a long time before saying: " Beicheng, don't be sad..."

She knew that this sentence was insignificant, how could he not be sad, although he had never told anyone how much he loved his father, but Jingya knew that in his heart, he had always loved her Beicheng, It's just that I'm not good at expressing my inner feelings...

The guests who came to pay their respects had all left, and the huge Ye family mansion was emptied all of a sudden. Jingya had already put on her mourning attire, and was quietly by Ye Beicheng's side. He didn't speak, she didn't speak.

"It's late."

This is the only sentence he has said since Jingya entered the door. She nodded: "Yes, it's very late."

"Then go and rest."

"Beicheng, I want to guard the spirit." Jingya choked up again: "I am an incompetent daughter-in-law, I am sorry for him, so please let me stay here tonight!"

Ye Beicheng was silent for a moment, and agreed: "Okay."

"Go upstairs and have a good sleep!" She stared at him distressedly: "I know you must have not closed your eyes for a few days, dad is gone, but you still have me, from now on, I will never leave you again! "

He raised his tired eyes and nodded: "As long as you say, it's fine."

Seeing his desolate back, Jingya cried and chased after him, hugging him from behind: "Beicheng, I'm sorry, I came back late, I couldn't be by your side when you were saddest, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry... "

"It's okay." Ye Beicheng turned around and hugged her into his arms: "Just come back."

Jingya couldn't stop crying, as long as she thought about his life, and thought that he had become an orphan now, she felt really hurt and sad in her heart, why is her Beicheng so pitiful!
"I really don't blame you, don't cry anymore, you will only make me sadder."

Obviously she wanted to comfort him, but because she couldn't control her emotions, now he comforted her...

"Okay, I won't cry, Beicheng, let's not be sad."

Jingya wiped away her tears, sniffed her nose, and pointed to the direction of the stairs: "Go to sleep, promise me, you must have a good sleep and don't think about anything!"

"kindness."

Ye Beicheng went upstairs, and she returned to the center of the mourning hall, knelt on the ground, and murmured, "Dad, why did you abandon Beicheng? You knew he had you as his only relative, so why were you so cruel? The secret of Beicheng's life experience Shall I tell him..."

(End of this chapter)