After the broadcast of this episode, Ye Ya unexpectedly attracted a group of fans. The audience who originally questioned their discord all shut up and didn't speak again after this episode was broadcast, and the storm passed.

The place where the program team will go next has not yet been decided. During this time, Ye Ya and Ye Linchuan can rest at home and spend more time with Ye Qinghe and the others.

The weather has been changeable recently, the morning was still clear, and after lunch, it was cloudy, and a heavy rain poured down. The rain came swiftly and without warning. Ye Ya, who was taking a nap, woke up instantly when she heard the sound of the rainstorm. She sat up from the bed and looked at the crackling raindrops outside, blinked, jumped out of bed and moved the small stool to the window, stood on tiptoe to close the small window, and then walked to the balcony in the living room with her shoes on.

Clothes and sheets that had not yet been retrieved were hanging on the balcony, and Shen Tian carried the clothes into the room in the rain. Ye Ya hurried to help when she saw it.

"Ya Ya is awake?" Shen Zhou wiped the raindrops on his face indiscriminately, and looked down at the clothes on his hands. He was rescued in time, and his clothes were not much wet.

Shouldn't need to be washed again.

Shen Qi heaved a sigh of relief.

His hair was dripping with water droplets, and his T-shirt was quite wet. Ye Ya stared at him for a few seconds, then ran into the bathroom and took out a towel.

"Brother Shen Zhou, you can't get sick." The little girl reminded me thoughtfully.

Shen Zhou was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Thank you Ya Ya."

He was about to take it, but Ye Ya avoided it. The little girl clumsily stood on the sofa and wiped the water stains on his face with a towel in her hands. She looked serious, and said while wiping, "I'll wipe it for Brother Shen Zhou~"

Shen Zhou chuckled, and took the initiative to hand over his face: "Okay, Ya Ya, wipe it for Brother Shen Zhou."

She didn't speak, and seriously wiped the rain off his face.

"Okay." Ye Ya remembered that the window in Ye Linchuan's room had not been closed, and was afraid that his brother would get caught in the rain, so she hurried to Ye Linchuan's bedroom.

He lay sound asleep in bed, and the torrential rain did not affect his sleep quality at all. But it's understandable, after all, Ye Linchuan is really tired these days. He is busy completing tasks during the day, and he has to take care of Ye Ya and Zhao Chenxing's two children at night. Ye Ya didn't dare to disturb Ye Linchuan, she closed the window lightly, and climbed onto the bed to cover Ye Linchuan with a quilt. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of an abnormal flush on Ye Linchuan's face.

He was breathing heavily, his brows were furrowed, his breath was hot, and he looked very wrong.

Ye Ya tentatively reached out and touched Ye Linchuan's forehead, her body temperature was abnormal, as if she had a fever.

She opened Ye Linchuan's eyelids and looked at it again, but the other party was unmoved as if he were dead.

Ye Ya's heart skipped a beat, and her little hand tried Ye Linchuan's breath.

Also angry.

She was worried, and pressed her ear to Ye Linchuan's chest again.

Ye Ya finally felt relieved when she heard the strong and powerful heartbeat, and couldn't help but patted her chest with her small hand.

——Fortunately, she thought Adi was dead.

"Ya Ya, what are you doing?" Shen Zhou, who noticed her movements, looked at her strangely.

Ye Ya yelled at Shen Zhou as if she saw a savior: "Brother Shen Zhou, come here! Adi's head is so hot, he seems to be sick!"

Shen Zhou hurried over, bent over and pushed Ye Linchuan's arm, and whispered, "Uncle?"

Ye Linchuan didn't answer.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

"Hmm..." Ye Linchuan replied vaguely.

"Uncle, are you not feeling well?"

Ye Linchuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he half-squinted his eyes with difficulty, then closed them and said nothing.

The movement here quickly caught the attention of several other brothers. Naturally, they had no response to this situation, and in a panic, Ye Qinghe proposed to send Ye Linchuan to the hospital. But it was raining so violently outside that it was hard to even call a car, not to mention that it was difficult for their children to lift Ye Linchuan, who was over 1.8 meters tall.

"Usually we are sick, how does Dad take care of us?"

After Ye Qinghe finished speaking, several people stared at each other, falling into a long silence.

Usually there are babysitters and family doctors at home, so Ye Linchuan can't take care of them at all. Shen Ran knew that her family was poor, and she didn't dare to get sick at all. Even when she felt uncomfortable, the kindergarten teacher was there, so she didn't need to worry about it. Shen Zhou was often sick, but he always drank some medicine at will, and usually he would get better after a good night's sleep. The only time I have experience is when the leaf buds develop chickenpox. Thinking of this, the two brothers looked at Ye Ya together.

Ye Ya felt guilty at the sight of several pairs of eyes, her neck shrank, she automatically hid behind Shen Zhou, and asked vigilantly, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Do you remember how Dad took care of you when you were sick?"

Ye Ya: "Give me some medicine."

Ye Qinghe's eyes lit up, and he continued to ask, "Then what?"

Then? ?

Ye Ya scratched her ears and cheeks, focusing on recalling the memories at that time, "Coax me to sleep."

"And then what?"

And then? ? ?

Ye Ya bit her lower lip: "Then tell me a story, cook me rice porridge, and put a towel on me."

Work hard! !

Just follow this action! !

Several brothers have spirit. Shen Zhou consciously went to the kitchen to serve as a cook to make porridge, Ye Qinghe twisted a cold wet towel and put it on Ye Linchuan's hot forehead, Ye Linchuan and Shen Ran couldn't help much, they patted Ye Linchuan's stomach from left to right, coaxing him to sleep write.

In the end, only Ye Ya was left, and it is conceivable that her job is only to tell stories.

Last time Ye Linchuan told her a fairy tale, and Ye Ya was also going to tell her a fairy tale. She dug out the yellowed storybook from her schoolbag. I casually opened the first page, cleared my throat and began to read word by word: "A long, long time ago, there was a beautiful and lovely princess in the castle. But she was cursed to fall into a deep sleep, and the witch said that only the kiss of true love can wake her up... "

"What is the kiss of true love?" Shen Ran asked suddenly.

Ye Ziyu had just entered the plot, but was dissatisfied with the interruption, and said impatiently, "It means kissing."

dear...

Shen Ran blushed and continued to pat Ye Linchuan.

"The contract is all around... all over..." The two words were very complicated, Ye Ya couldn't recognize it, scratched her head in distress, and finally said, "All over the circle, those circles blocked countless heroes and knights, and only a few entered. The individual also failed to come out alive. Over time, no one dared to set foot in that restricted area."

Ye Ya spoke slowly and movingly, Ye Ye Yu held his cheek with one hand and listened attentively, and his slapping movements gradually became perfunctory.

"One hundred years have passed, two hundred years have passed, three hundred years have passed..."

"Wait a minute!" Shen Ran interrupted again, raising her hand high, "Three hundred years have passed, hasn't the princess rotted yet?" Xia Qing told him before that people would turn into corpses after death, and corpses would rot. It's been three hundred years, even the most beautiful princess should be turned into a bone, right?

Ye Ya obviously also considered this question, and after thinking for a few seconds, she answered: "There must be preservatives in the princess' coffin, you don't have to worry."

The sleepy Ye Linchuan just heard these words, his eyelids twitched fiercely, and he raised one eye slightly to look at these children.

None of them noticed that Ye Linchuan was awake and continued to focus on the fairy tale in Ye Ya's hand.

"Later, a handsome prince heard this legend. He forcibly broke into the restricted area regardless of obstacles. Finally, he saw the princess in the castle..."

"The beauty of the princess made him put down the sword in his hand, and recalled that long-standing legend in his mind. He couldn't help but leaned over and kissed. The kiss successfully awakened the princess, but—!"

Ye Ya's high-pitched voice shocked Shen Ran and Ye Ziyu, and with a wave of their hands, one of them gave Ye Linchuan a big slap in the face. Being beaten for no reason, Ye Linchuan groaned and moved his body to the side with difficulty.

"And then what? Ya Ya and then what?"

Ye Ziyu was in a hurry to hear the story, and his whole body pressed directly on Ye Linchuan, approaching Ye Ya.

"Publicly opened his mouth full of teeth, devoured the prince directly, and discarded the bones next to him. There was one bone, two bones, three bones... The bird on the head sang again, and another died, and another died, When did the stupid knight know that the princess was transformed by a witch?" Ye Ya's story was so vivid that she even learned ten percent of the singing.

"It's over." Ye Ya closed the storybook, and the words "Black Fairy Tales" were clearly printed on the cover.

Ye Ya turned over the pages again, this fairy tale book was given to her by Sister Xia Qing when she came back. Ye Ya has never looked at it, let alone thought that this princess is of the same breed as her mother, so romantic~

Shen Ran and Ye Ziyu, who were listening to the story next to them, stared blankly, but neither pulled away from the treacherous fairy tale.

"You... want to crush me?"

A faint voice came from below the body, and Ye Ziyu hurriedly climbed down from Ye Linchuan. Looking at him worriedly, "Dad, are you alright?"

It's okay, it's okay, it's just that the story just now made people uncomfortable.

At this time, Shen Zhou also came over with the cooked millet porridge, and Ye Qinghe took some antipyretics behind him.

They helped Ye Linchuan to sit up from the bed, handing water and medicine, a few small faces dangling in front of his eyes, and their eyes were full of worry.

Ye Linchuan warmed his heart, smiled at them, and gently stroked the small heads in front of him with his generous and powerful palms, because his sick voice was low and hoarse: "I'm fine. Don't worry."

"Uncle, you have drunk the porridge."

Ye Linchuan was dodged by Shen Zhou just as he was about to take the spoon. The young man had a strong attitude: "Uncle is sick now, we should take care of you. Don't move, I'll feed you."

How could Ye Linchuan have the heart to let down the kindness of the children?

The rain outside the house was light, and the heavy rain brought a touch of coolness to this summer, but the house was warm and harmonious. This scene made Ye Linchuan have mixed feelings. He had never experienced what it was like to be at home when he was busy before. When his wife was there, he still had a touch of home. After his wife left, the house was just a big, cold house.

In fact, think about it, his home has always been there.

As long as the kids are there, home is there.

He has been neglectful all these years.

It was he who neglected his family, and it was he who lived in the past and couldn't get out.

Sickness and fever made Ye Linchuan vulnerable and emotionally more sensitive than ever.

His eyes were red, and he couldn't help raising his hand to stroke the top of Ye Qinghe and Ye Yeyu's heads. He apologized in a low voice for a moment: "I'm sorry. Dad didn't care about you before."

Ye Linchuan's apology came so suddenly that neither Ye Qinghe nor Ye Yeyu could react.

When he came to consciousness, his eyes reddened.

"I didn't blame Dad." Ye Qinghe pursed his lips and said, "What I said before and when I quarreled with you were all angry words, Dad, don't take it to heart."

"I know."

The three father and son sat in a group, and the estrangement between each other disappeared at this moment.

After drinking the medicine, Ye Linchuan lay down again, and when he was drowsy, Xu Mingming sent him a message. Ye Linchuan had no strength in his hands, and Shen Zhou read out the content in the WeChat group on his behalf.

——Leaving this afternoon, go to XX uninhabited island to participate in the recording.

Seeing this news, Shen Zhou frowned heavily.

With Ye Linchuan's current situation, he definitely can't travel long distances and work hard, but he can't let Ye Ya go to the show alone...

What can I do?

Shen Zhou squeezed the phone tightly, and couldn't help but fall into worry.