CH 18.4
The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old Chapter 18.4
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“Ye Ya? Are you in there?”
Suddenly, a careful voice appeared outside of the door.
It was Ziyu.
“Yaya, are you in the wardrobe?”
Ye Ya didn’t make a sound.
After a while the wardrobe opened a crack, and Ziyu’s little face appeared.
“You are really here. "He smiled, showing a pair of small tiger teeth.
“Can I come in?”
Ye Ye thought for a while, and obediently moved her bottom to the side, opening up a small space for Ye Ziyu. Ye Yeyu got in and closed the door of the wardrobe behind him.
In the dark, Ye Ziyu opened his little hands, “Look.”
The white sprouted dango lay quietly in the palm of the boy's hand. It was the one she had crushed not long ago.
Ye Ya’s eyes immediately sparked.
After the rush of happiness, she asked, “But wasn’t it dead?”
“Nope!” Ziyu said, “I fixed it.”
She stepped it to pieces that day. She was surprised to find that he could still fix it.
Ye Ya hugged the little dango tightly, "Thank you little Ziyu.”
“Father yelled at you?”
Ye Ya’s expression darkened, “He is not my father.”
Looking at the little girl's angry face, Ziyu suddenly didn't know how to talk. In a moment, he comforted, “Yaya don't be sad. Adults are all like that.”
Ye Ya shook her head and said, "My parents are not like that.”
Mother often lost her temper, but she never lost her temper with her family. Father had a gentle temper and smiled at everything. She occasionally saw him angry because the neighbors say that his Ya’er was ugly. Of course, in the end, they were violently beaten back by his grumpy mother.
In Ye Ya's eyes…
Parents should treat their families with gentleness and tolerance like her own parents.
“I, I'm going to go.” Ye Ya clenched her fists and made up her mind, “I want to leave this place."
Ye Ziyu was taken aback: "But you are a little baby. Little babies can't leave alone, there will be bad people.”
“I'm not afraid of bad guys. "Ye Ya said, "Your father is the bad guy. He will send me to the bad doctor. I don't want to go."
Mister System started to say that the bad doctor would come to catch her.
Occasionally, her brain was interrupted intermittently with some memories that did not belong to her; in all of them she was in the cold vessel, with people in white coats revolving around her.
Ye Ya didn’t like it.
Those pictures were very annoying.
Ye Ziyu thoughtfully said, “Well, you will be very unsafe alone. Do you want me to go with you? ”
“No way," Ye Ya shook her head, looking at him with a bit of seriousness in her eyes. “Your father is a bad person to Yaya, but he is the best father to you. If you leave, your father will be very sad."
Ye Ziyu lowered his eyes and said in a lost tone: “Will he...”
Father didn't ever return home and didn't play with him. Even if he did leave, father shouldn't be sad.
“Of course he will." Ye Ya held her head with her small hand, “He is not sad now because you are by his side, and he knows that he can see you as soon as he gets home. But if you are gone, he will definitely look for you, miss you, and feel sad.”
It's like how she missed her parents very much right now.
When she was growing up in the land, the rising of the sun meant good morning, the rising of the moon meant goodbye, and she could see her parents even when she blinked and closed her eyes. She knew that they were always there, so she would not miss them; but now, whether the sun set or the moon rose, only endless thoughts accompany Ye Ya.
“Little Ziyu, you have to stay with your father. You can’t dislike your father because of an outsider." Ye Ya lectured him solemnly, her small face looked very serious.
“Outsider?”
“Yes." Ye Ya patted her little chest, “Ye Ya is an outsider. You can't walk away with outsiders."
Ziyu nodded as if he understood, “Well, if you leave, you must tell the adults. ” He didn't understand the meaning of running away from home at all.
Ye Ya also nodded. After a while she asked, “Do you have a bike?”
Ziyu said, “I think I have one.” His father bought him it, but he didn’t really ride it ever.
Ye Ya’s eyes glittered, “Then can you teach me?”
“Okay, I'll teach you now." Ziyu, who had never taken care of a younger sister, found something interesting, and pulled her out of the room.
The two ran all the way to the backyard garage, and Ziyu found his small bicycle in a limo. The blue bicycle had exquisite and cute workmanship. It had a small basket in the shape of a cat's head on the front and two small wheels on the rear wheels. The triangular structure was stable and anti-rollover. It was very suitable for preschool children. Even if the child were stupid, he would learn quickly.
Ye Ya rode the bike, and Ziyu guarded her like a little gentleman.
At first she rode crookedly, but after a while she became proficient and could ride a big circle around the yard.
The two children were cycling and playing in the courtyard. Ye Qinghe, who was alone in the bedroom, struggled to get up from the bed. He raised the curtains and looked at the garden, seeing the tender smiling faces of his younger brother and sister, his heart softened.
He would never let Ye Ya leave no matter what.
Ye Qinghe was determined. If Shen Zhou could support life with his younger brother, then he could live with Ye Ya too!
A day passed by quickly, and it was already dark, but Ye Linchuan was still not back.
Ye Ya filled herself up at dinner, and when no one was paying attention, she stuffed two pieces of desserts in her bag.
At eight o’clock sharp, Ye Ya was in bed.
She had to sleep early so she could leave early tomorrow morning.
Determined, Ye Ya closed her eyes tightly. But it was too early, so she didn’t feel sleepy at all. Ye Ya patted her little belly and sang the corpse flower lullaby with her cute little voice. It didn’t work at all…
“Mister…”
[Yes?]
“Can you help me fall asleep?”
[Yaya wants a bedtime story?”
Ye Ya turned over, her eyes reflected the beautiful moon outside of her window, “Can mister use Mother’s voice to help me sleep?”
[…]
“I know mister can change his voice. You’ve used a child’s voice to calm me down before.” It was in the first chapter, Ye Ya remembered really clearly.
[…]
This kid is so clever!
She was definitely worthy of being chosen by it!
After feeling good about itself, the system switched to the corpse flower mother’s mature voice line without hesitation and sang with that unique voice an ordinary lullaby.
Ye Ya wrinkled her nose, completely unsatisfied “No, no, this is not the one.”
System was speechless, [Then which one?] Human infants all listen to these lullabies, it didn't sing it wrong.
“That one… The one about being the corpse flower. I want that one.”
[…?]Do you monsters usually sing these bloody lullabies to your children in bed? System was in great shock.
Though it found this unbelievable, for the sake of putting its monster baby to sleep, the system still sang.
His singing was swift and lively.
Listening to Mother’s familiar voice, Ye Ya yawned, closing her heavy eyes.
Could the sun rise faster?
Could the sun rise faster?
The little sprout would go rescue Mother after the sun rose.
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“Ye Ya? Are you in there?”
Suddenly, a careful voice appeared outside of the door.
It was Ziyu.
“Yaya, are you in the wardrobe?”
Ye Ya didn’t make a sound.
After a while the wardrobe opened a crack, and Ziyu’s little face appeared.
“You are really here. "He smiled, showing a pair of small tiger teeth.
“Can I come in?”
Ye Ye thought for a while, and obediently moved her bottom to the side, opening up a small space for Ye Ziyu. Ye Yeyu got in and closed the door of the wardrobe behind him.
In the dark, Ye Ziyu opened his little hands, “Look.”
The white sprouted dango lay quietly in the palm of the boy's hand. It was the one she had crushed not long ago.
Ye Ya’s eyes immediately sparked.
After the rush of happiness, she asked, “But wasn’t it dead?”
“Nope!” Ziyu said, “I fixed it.”
She stepped it to pieces that day. She was surprised to find that he could still fix it.
Ye Ya hugged the little dango tightly, "Thank you little Ziyu.”
“Father yelled at you?”
Ye Ya’s expression darkened, “He is not my father.”
Looking at the little girl's angry face, Ziyu suddenly didn't know how to talk. In a moment, he comforted, “Yaya don't be sad. Adults are all like that.”
Ye Ya shook her head and said, "My parents are not like that.”
Mother often lost her temper, but she never lost her temper with her family. Father had a gentle temper and smiled at everything. She occasionally saw him angry because the neighbors say that his Ya’er was ugly. Of course, in the end, they were violently beaten back by his grumpy mother.
In Ye Ya's eyes…
Parents should treat their families with gentleness and tolerance like her own parents.
“I, I'm going to go.” Ye Ya clenched her fists and made up her mind, “I want to leave this place."
Ye Ziyu was taken aback: "But you are a little baby. Little babies can't leave alone, there will be bad people.”
“I'm not afraid of bad guys. "Ye Ya said, "Your father is the bad guy. He will send me to the bad doctor. I don't want to go."
Mister System started to say that the bad doctor would come to catch her.
Occasionally, her brain was interrupted intermittently with some memories that did not belong to her; in all of them she was in the cold vessel, with people in white coats revolving around her.
Ye Ya didn’t like it.
Those pictures were very annoying.
Ye Ziyu thoughtfully said, “Well, you will be very unsafe alone. Do you want me to go with you? ”
“No way," Ye Ya shook her head, looking at him with a bit of seriousness in her eyes. “Your father is a bad person to Yaya, but he is the best father to you. If you leave, your father will be very sad."
Ye Ziyu lowered his eyes and said in a lost tone: “Will he...”
Father didn't ever return home and didn't play with him. Even if he did leave, father shouldn't be sad.
“Of course he will." Ye Ya held her head with her small hand, “He is not sad now because you are by his side, and he knows that he can see you as soon as he gets home. But if you are gone, he will definitely look for you, miss you, and feel sad.”
It's like how she missed her parents very much right now.
When she was growing up in the land, the rising of the sun meant good morning, the rising of the moon meant goodbye, and she could see her parents even when she blinked and closed her eyes. She knew that they were always there, so she would not miss them; but now, whether the sun set or the moon rose, only endless thoughts accompany Ye Ya.
“Little Ziyu, you have to stay with your father. You can’t dislike your father because of an outsider." Ye Ya lectured him solemnly, her small face looked very serious.
“Outsider?”
“Yes." Ye Ya patted her little chest, “Ye Ya is an outsider. You can't walk away with outsiders."
Ziyu nodded as if he understood, “Well, if you leave, you must tell the adults. ” He didn't understand the meaning of running away from home at all.
Ye Ya also nodded. After a while she asked, “Do you have a bike?”
Ziyu said, “I think I have one.” His father bought him it, but he didn’t really ride it ever.
Ye Ya’s eyes glittered, “Then can you teach me?”
“Okay, I'll teach you now." Ziyu, who had never taken care of a younger sister, found something interesting, and pulled her out of the room.
The two ran all the way to the backyard garage, and Ziyu found his small bicycle in a limo. The blue bicycle had exquisite and cute workmanship. It had a small basket in the shape of a cat's head on the front and two small wheels on the rear wheels. The triangular structure was stable and anti-rollover. It was very suitable for preschool children. Even if the child were stupid, he would learn quickly.
Ye Ya rode the bike, and Ziyu guarded her like a little gentleman.
At first she rode crookedly, but after a while she became proficient and could ride a big circle around the yard.
The two children were cycling and playing in the courtyard. Ye Qinghe, who was alone in the bedroom, struggled to get up from the bed. He raised the curtains and looked at the garden, seeing the tender smiling faces of his younger brother and sister, his heart softened.
He would never let Ye Ya leave no matter what.
Ye Qinghe was determined. If Shen Zhou could support life with his younger brother, then he could live with Ye Ya too!
A day passed by quickly, and it was already dark, but Ye Linchuan was still not back.
Ye Ya filled herself up at dinner, and when no one was paying attention, she stuffed two pieces of desserts in her bag.
At eight o’clock sharp, Ye Ya was in bed.
She had to sleep early so she could leave early tomorrow morning.
Determined, Ye Ya closed her eyes tightly. But it was too early, so she didn’t feel sleepy at all. Ye Ya patted her little belly and sang the corpse flower lullaby with her cute little voice. It didn’t work at all…
“Mister…”
[Yes?]
“Can you help me fall asleep?”
[Yaya wants a bedtime story?”
Ye Ya turned over, her eyes reflected the beautiful moon outside of her window, “Can mister use Mother’s voice to help me sleep?”
[…]
“I know mister can change his voice. You’ve used a child’s voice to calm me down before.” It was in the first chapter, Ye Ya remembered really clearly.
[…]
This kid is so clever!
She was definitely worthy of being chosen by it!
After feeling good about itself, the system switched to the corpse flower mother’s mature voice line without hesitation and sang with that unique voice an ordinary lullaby.
Ye Ya wrinkled her nose, completely unsatisfied “No, no, this is not the one.”
System was speechless, [Then which one?] Human infants all listen to these lullabies, it didn't sing it wrong.
“That one… The one about being the corpse flower. I want that one.”
[…?]Do you monsters usually sing these bloody lullabies to your children in bed? System was in great shock.
Though it found this unbelievable, for the sake of putting its monster baby to sleep, the system still sang.
His singing was swift and lively.
Listening to Mother’s familiar voice, Ye Ya yawned, closing her heavy eyes.
Could the sun rise faster?
Could the sun rise faster?
The little sprout would go rescue Mother after the sun rose.
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