The old lady smiled broadly, patted Xiaotong's head affectionately, and was still very touched.

They are her own granddaughter and grandson after all. Blood ties and family affection exist. Even if there was some distance between them before, they became close after spending a few days together. Unlike those two ungrateful wretches, no matter how much meat you feed them, you can't get them to be docile!

“Your dad wouldn’t dare. I raised him with so much care and even sent him to the army… If he dares…”

Ye Qingqing interrupted her, "I heard Aunt Fang say that once you get married, you forget your mother. No matter how filial my dad is to you, if that slut coaxes you at night, his heart will definitely be completely on the other side!"

The old lady's heart sank, and she looked thoughtful.

Qingqing is right. Last night, my son tried to get that family to eat meat. Humph... you unfilial brat!

"Grandma has a plan, she definitely won't go back to the countryside." The old lady was confident; no one knows a son better than his mother, and she had plenty of ways to coax him.

Ye Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. She had finally managed to coax the old lady into not going back to the countryside. As long as the old lady stayed at home, Shen Yanhong's family would feel uncomfortable every day.

Ye Lan, upstairs, watched the living room downstairs from a corner with a cold gaze. The three of them, grandmother and grandson, looked so harmonious!

They're definitely discussing how to deal with her family!

She gritted her teeth, went back to her room to get some change, and prepared to go out to make a phone call. It had been more than twenty days, and Lu Qingquan should have returned from the mountain by now. She wondered if he had received her letter yet.

Ye Lan opened her umbrella and prepared to go out. The old lady glared at her and said coldly, "Come back and wash that basin of clothes in the yard!"

"Okay, I'll be right back." Ye Lan obediently replied, secretly relieved that the old woman hadn't stopped her from leaving.

Ye Lan walked slowly, not daring to walk fast. Even if the sky were to fall, she would maintain this pace.

The old woman looked at her frail and delicate appearance and scoffed disdainfully, "You little whore!"

She walks with a swaying gait, isn't it all to show off to men? What kind of decent girl could a slutty widow raise!

Ye Lan arrived at the small shop at the entrance of the alley. She dialed the phone number of Lu Qingquan's unit. When she heard the other party say to go and call Lu Qingquan, her anxious heart finally settled down. Ye Lan breathed a sigh of relief. She was finally back.

"Brother Qingquan, you're finally back! I called you more than a dozen times, but you weren't there..."

As Ye Lan spoke, tears streamed down her face; she felt extremely wronged.

"Lan'er, what's wrong? Did Ye Qingqing bully you again?" Lu Qingquan's voice was clear and pleasant, even more endearing than his appearance.

In her past life, Ye Qingqing especially loved it when Lu Qingquan whispered sweet nothings in her ear, like a summer evening breeze that was intoxicating.

The same applies to Ye Lan.

She choked back tears as she recounted what had happened over the past twenty days, “I can bear the grievances I’ve endured, I’m used to it anyway, but Ye Qingqing has never mentioned you, Qingquan-ge, not even once. Sometimes when I ask her to call you, she even yells at me…”

Ye Qingqing has been coming to your house every day lately, getting really close to Lu Mo, and even saying she wants to marry him... She even brought the old lady over. I have to work every day now, and they won't even let me eat meat...

Brother Qingquan, I miss you so much... Waaah... My whole body aches, and I don't know why. It feels like I'm being pricked with needles. Am I going to die...?

Ye Lan originally only wanted to vent her frustrations to her lover and, incidentally, put a bad word to Ye Qingqing. Ye Qingqing was prettier and healthier than her, and Ye Lan was always worried that Lu Qingquan would take his feelings for Ye Qingqing seriously.