Chapter 1068: Sweet soy milk and fritters, a perfect match

Ye Mingcheng bought breakfast and came back. Seeing Ye Qingqing smiling, he knew that she must have seen the newspaper, and said with a smile, "God's eyes are open, evil has evil, Qingqing, let's eat!"

"Youtiao, is it sweet soy milk?" Ye Qingqing shouted happily.

In my heart, I am very proud that she is the God who opened the eyes!

Ye Mingcheng is much fatter than when he was in the temple, and his spirit is even more vigorous and his face is red. He looked at Ye Qingqing lovingly, put breakfast on the table, and said with a smile: "I know that you must have sweet soy milk with fritters, eat it quickly. , what about Xiaotong and Wuchen?"

"Wuchen took Xiaotong for a run, I'll eat first!"

Ye Qingqing sat down. When he was in a good mood, he had a good appetite. Moreover, the breakfast shop at Longtangkou was an old-fashioned brand. It sold breakfast before liberation. The grandfather passed it on to the son, and the son passed it on to the grandson. The old craftsmanship has been used for decades. , many people will come all the way to eat!

And Ye Qingqing has a quirk. It must be salty soy milk with soup dumplings and oil cakes, but only with fried dough sticks, but it must be sweet soy milk. , eat it in one bite.

It's sweet, soft, fragrant and crispy... It's so delicious that I can't tell if it's so delicious. Ye Qingqing can eat two large fried dough sticks and never get tired of it.

Ye Mingcheng's eyes were filled with kindness, he didn't eat, he just watched Ye Qingqing eat, and the corners of his eyes became wet.

Not only does her daughter look like Yali, but her eating habits are also similar. Yali especially likes to eat sweet soy milk fried dough sticks, exactly like Ye Qingqing.

"Eat more, I bought a lot, and you've lost weight."

After Ye Qingqing finished eating a fritter, Ye Mingcheng hurriedly handed one over, wishing Ye Qingqing could eat it into a big fat man in one go.

In the eyes of my parents, my daughter will always be a slender little padded jacket, even if she is too fat to see.

Ye Qingqing touched her round chin. She is not afraid of being struck by lightning when she speaks. She has Daddy Tang's big tonic soup, but she even gained three pounds in the college entrance examination!

"Dad, when will your qualification certificate be tested?" Ye Qingqing asked with concern.

"In the second half of the year, there are still two months (don't worry about the time)." Ye Mingcheng was worried, not because he was not confident, but because he was afraid of making mistakes in the exam. If he didn't pass the exam this year, he would have to wait another year.

The most troublesome thing is that he can't open a clinic and practice medicine. Pingjiang is no better than Tiedan's hometown. The villagers are honest and honest, and they don't know what medical qualifications are. He must be certified to practice medicine.

"Dad will definitely pass the test." Ye Qingqing was confident.

Ye Mingcheng is a top student at Pingjiang Medical University~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and has nearly 20 years of medical experience. Whether it is theory or practice, there is no problem, and the qualification certificate is absolutely within hand.

"I borrowed your auspicious words!" Ye Mingcheng smiled.

With his daughter's encouragement, his confidence is even stronger.

No matter what, he must pass the entrance examination. There are three children in the family to support. He must bear the burden of supporting the family and create a rich material life for the children, especially Qingqing and Wuchen.

If a girl wants to get married in the future, the dowry is essential, and it has to be richer, otherwise the husband's family will definitely look down on it.

He has to work hard to make money!

The headline of Ye Yuanhao's sudden death quickly swept the city. Almost everyone knew that there was a rich boy from HK who had AIDS and died at the door of the hotel.

Ye Yuanxiu, who was working in Pingjiang, naturally saw the newspaper. His first reaction was the Oolong report. How could Ye Yuanhao die in Pingjiang after being treated in the United States?

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