Chapter 57: 1 family
Shen Yanhong looked at Ye Zhiguo sadly and didn't say anything, just looking at it like this, Ye Zhiguo didn't feel good in her heart, so she comforted: "Qingqing has such a temper, and besides, she is still eating Laner's vinegar, she is angry!"
Ye Lan blushed and lowered her head, biting the wonton in small bites, but her heart jumped like a deer.
The acquaintance Mo Ruomu, Shen Yanhong was very clear about Ye Lan's thoughts, she also hoped that Ye Lan could marry Lu Qingquan, the son of the large courtyard, but Ye Zhiguo had no such plan, and—
Shen Yanhong didn't know what to do in her heart. She was from the past. She knew that if a woman wanted to capture a man's heart, in addition to being good at cooking, she had to satisfy a man in bed.
For example, she and Ye Zhiguo.
No matter her looks or her work, she can't compare to Xu Yali, but Xu Yali is too aloof and refuses to satisfy Ye Zhiguo on the bed, so Ye Zhiguo hates this woman, and even...
Shen Yanhong was secretly complacent, but she felt a chill in her heart. She knew better than anyone how cruel Ye Zhiguo was, but she also wanted to live a good life. As long as she got Ye Qingqing's property, she would not need it in the future. Look at Ye Zhiguo's face!
And Ye Qingqing's heart...
If Lan'er has a healthy heart, she will be able to coax Lu Qingquan, and she will have more confidence in the future!
Shen Yanhong took a deep breath and suppressed her dissatisfaction. She glanced at Ye Zhiguo pretending to be aggrieved, and whispered, "Of course I know Qingqing's temper. I just hope that Qingqing and Laner Xiaohua get along well, after all, they are a family!"
She increased her tone on "Family", Ye Zhiguo's thoughts moved, he understood what Shen Yanhong meant, he smiled silently, his expression was very unnatural, and his eyes were a little dodgy.
Shen Yanhong frowned slightly and felt even more frustrated. Although Ye Zhiguo was very kind to Laner and Xiaohua, her name was not right. She hoped that one day Ye Zhiguo would admit Laner and Xiaohua in front of outsiders. Identity!
But she knew that it was impossible, Ye Zhiguo was the most famous, and he couldn't make it public!
Ye Tong was sitting in the back seat of the car, with two little fat legs swaying, and humming a little song, very happy, Ye Qingqing couldn't help laughing.
"Do you want Xiaotong to eat ice cream?" Ye Qingqing turned her head and asked.
"I want...my sister to eat together..." Ye Tong said obediently.
Ye Qingqing parked the car in front of the freezer on the side of the road, tapped her toes on the ground, and asked the proprietress to get an egg cone for a dollar each. Ye Tong was very happy, but she was not in a hurry to eat it, so Ye Qingqing had to take a bite.
"Xiaotong eat quickly."
Ye Qingqing took a big bite, Xiaotong had a bad stomach, so she had to eat less ice, and she had to eat a few more bites later.
Ye Tong smiled and squinted, holding the egg cone and licking it with relish, with stars in his eyes.
For him, having his sister to accompany and having delicious food...is the happiest thing!
"Oh...is there something wrong with this child's brain?" The proprietress blurted out when she saw Ye Tong's abnormality.
Ye Qingqing's face darkened immediately, and she scolded her back, "You have a problem with your brain!"
The proprietress was embarrassed, she knew she had said the wrong thing, and wanted to apologize with a popsicle, but Ye Qingqing saw it, she took a few steps and left quickly.
Lu Mo got up very early. He let Tie Dan push him to the yard and did morning exercises for half an hour. Although he couldn't move his legs, he could still move his upper body.
Tie Dan also punched for a while. Both of them were sweating. Lu Mo's pale face became more bloody, and his spirits became more vigorous.
Mr. Lu, who came out to fight, was very relieved to see his eldest grandson looking refreshed.
The man of his Lu family must have this kind of morale, a broken leg still has a hand, a broken hand still has teeth...
This is what his old chief said when he was fighting the devils. As a soldier, you must fight to the last drop of blood!
Never admit defeat!
