You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 217: The little tree is going to be given to Dad!

He no longer expects these two sons to be successful, and only hopes that when he is alive, he can see Xiaoxue find a reliable man to marry.

When Xiaoxue finds a husband she can rely on for life, he will be able to close his eyes even if he dies.

Yan Lao Er and Yan Lao San were indignant, but they still counted on the old man to live a few more years, and they had a lot of honor from the old man for a few years.

As long as the old man is still alive, they won't be too miserable.

Can't get Yan Jingxue's money, if the old man dies again, they will really become poor.

After lunch, the old man was going to take a lunch break. Ye Xingbei took the little guy and Lingyue to say goodbye.

Yan Jingxue sent Ye Xingbei out of the house.

Ye Xingbei hugged her, "Xiaoxue, don't be sad, you still have Grandpa Yan and me, we will all be with you."

A person who was supposed to be a relative has turned into a life-threatening ghost. No matter how tough Yan Jingxue's mouth is, he will definitely feel bad in his heart.

Yan Jingxue smiled indifferently, "I'm fine, I've long stopped treating them as family, so I won't be sad for them, they can't get my money, they're poor and angry, I want to be happy now If you die, you won't be sad!"

"Good," Ye Xingbei patted her lightly with a smile, "then I'm leaving."

"Yes!" Yan Jingxue nodded and waved at her, "Contact again!

Waving goodbye to Yan Jingxue, Ye Xingbei took the two little guys into the car.

The car drove towards the Xie family villa.

The little guy was sitting in the back seat, he didn't know what he saw through the window, and suddenly shouted: "Stop, Brother Snow, stop!"

Snow hurriedly slowed down and pulled over.

Ye Xingbei asked his son, "Xiaoshu, what's wrong?"

The little sapling took Ye Xingbei's hand, opened the door and got out of the car, and Dian'er Dian'er ran towards a store by the road.

Running to the kitchen window of a store, the little guy pointed to a big pig carrying piglets in the window: "Look Mommy, little pigs and little pigs!"

He looked up at Ye Xingbei happily: "Mom, can you buy me this piggy bank? I want to go to my father's company to find my father and give this to my father!"

He held Ye Xingbei with one small hand, and the other small hand clicked the poker across the window: "Mom, look, the big pig below is the father, and the little pig on the back of the big pig is the little pig. The tree, the little tree gave it to Dad, Dad will love it!"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Son, trust me, "your dad" he won't like it!

Seeing that Ye Xingbei didn't speak, the little sapling grabbed Ye Xingbei's hand and swayed coquettishly: "Mom, buy it! Can you buy it? The tree returned the money to mother."

Ye Xingbei saves the little guy's annual New Year's money for him.

The little guy never spends money indiscriminately. The Ye Xinglan brothers and Ye Xinglan's parents all spend generously, giving the little guy a lot of lucky money every year.

After saving for five years, the little guy is now a little rich baby!

As long as the little guy acts like a spoiled child, Ye Xingbei will definitely be killed in seconds, and his heart is a mess.

This time is no exception, Ye Xingbei nodded in agreement without hesitation for a few seconds, and said to Ling Yue, "Xiao Yue, you can choose one too."

There are a lot of pigeons in the window, there are small animals, there are other shapes, various shapes, and each is beautiful.

"Yes, yes!" The little guy nodded his head excitedly, looked at Ling Yue with big bright eyes and said, "Brother Xiao Yue, I want to give you one too, you choose one, Xiaoshu will give it to you. You!"