Chapter 1359 (1/2)

”Aunt ye, didn't you tell Xiao Fan's relatives and friends about Xiaofan's coming back?”

Lu Wenjing asked some reluctantly.

When she and her mother went back to the grandfather's home for the Spring Festival, those aunts, uncles, cousins of the autumn family came out to meet her from a long distance.

Ye Fan hasn't returned for three years. Now he returns to his hometown to celebrate the new year, but only Ye Ximei comes out to greet him. Lu Wenjing naturally doubts and wonders.

Hearing Lu Wenjing's words, ye Ximei noticed at this time that she came back with Ye Fan, and unexpectedly, there was a little girl carved with Pink Jade.

”Xiao Fan, is this child?” Ye Ximei suddenly startled, then turned to look at Ye Fan.

Look at that, ye Ximei obviously suspects that the girl in front of her is Ye Fan and the child of Qiu Mu orange.

However, on second thought, it is not right.

Ye Fan has been living in the autumn family for only three years. However, the little girl must be 11 or 12 years old. Is she worried?

Ye Fan gave a bitter smile and explained it quickly.

Ye Ximei this just suddenly: ”originally is mu orange over there relatives.”

To autumn Mu orange, although Ye Ximei has not seen.

But ye Ximei can still remember her daughter-in-law's name.

”Aunt ye, you haven't answered me yet?”

”Didn't you say anything about brother Xiaofan's return?” Lu Wenjing asked again.

Ye Ximei laughed and whispered back: ”yes, we are all waiting at home.”

”It's not difficult for the leaders to go back to the countryside if they want to welcome them back to the countryside.”

Ye Fan's affairs, ye Ximei know very little.

All she knew was that Ye Fan became her son-in-law after he left.

Although Ye Fan's decision, ye Ximei was extremely opposed at that time.

But what is the solution? In the face of life and suffering, what can their mother and daughter do besides bow to reality?

However, Lu Wenjing did not agree after hearing this: ”aunt ye, I Xiaofan is more powerful than leading cadres, even if it is ten miles to greet each other, I think it should be.”

”Isn't it, little fange?”