After dinner, before it was completely dark outside, Ye Qingqing said she was going out to buy stationery.

"Go and come back quickly, lest you run into hooligans again!" the old lady snapped with a stern face.

It was still light outside, so she wasn't too worried. However, she still had to give her some instructions to prevent Ye Qingqing from slacking off outside. This granddaughter couldn't do any chores, but she was very good at slacking off.

"Oh, I'll be right back, Grandma. I'll buy you some balut (fertilized duck egg), eighteen days old."

Ye Qingqing ran out happily, followed by the old lady's scolding, "Why buy balut? You're wasting your money, you good-for-nothing!"

But Ye Qingqing had already run far away, so the old lady had no choice but to turn her anger towards Ye Zhiguo, "Why do you give her so much pocket money? Fifty yuan a month? A family in the countryside doesn't even need fifty yuan to buy groceries. She can't do housework and spends money recklessly. Even the best in-laws will look down on her..."

The old lady kept complaining that Lu Mo was such an outstanding young man, and she truly felt that her own spendthrift daughter was not good enough for such a fine young man as Lu Mo!

That spendthrift girl is only good-looking and has a sweet tongue; she has no redeeming qualities whatsoever. She can't wash clothes, can't cook, and can't even tell the difference between starch and flour. Yet, she spends money like water, without any restraint.

The old lady was really worried. She was worried that the Lu family would return her to the family if she became a lazy daughter-in-law like Ye Qingqing.

"Mom, why are you worrying so much? Lu Mo really likes Qingqing, but things are different now. Girls don't necessarily have to know how to do housework."

Ye Zhiguo smiled slightly, but inwardly he sneered. This was exactly what he wanted: a simple-minded, good-for-nothing vase who only knew how to spend money.

A vase is easier to control!

"No matter when, nobody wants to see a lazy person!"

The old lady glared at him irritably, completely disagreeing with Ye Zhiguo's theory. No matter what dynasty it was, grain had to be planted in the ground to be harvested. Without labor, where would food and drink come from?

What man would like a woman who doesn't do housework properly?

Don't think she's easy to fool just because she's illiterate, hmph!

Ye Qingqing ran out of the alley, found a public phone booth, inserted a phone card, and dialed the old lady's number.

"Grandma, it's me, Qingqing. Tomorrow afternoon, the old lady will take Shen Yanhong to see the old Chinese medicine doctor," Ye Qingqing whispered.

"Don't worry, I've arranged everything. Shen Yanhong is definitely carrying a boy." The old lady's calm voice rang out, instantly calming Ye Qingqing's somewhat flustered heart.

Shen Yanhong's pregnancy was something she had planned; it was destined not to be born, and all of this was within her calculations.

Even though it was just an embryo, Ye Qingqing still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

No matter how much she tormented Shen Yanhong, she would not soften her heart. However, she couldn't get over this innocent embryo, feeling that her hands were finally stained with innocent blood.

Seeing that Ye Qingqing had been silent for a long time, the old lady saw through her thoughts and felt pity in her eyes. It was indeed difficult for this child!

But this girl is surrounded by wolves in front and tigers behind, so she can't afford to be soft-hearted. If Ye Qingqing isn't ruthless and merciless, she will be the one who dies!

"Girl, think about your parents, how innocent they are!" the old lady said.

Ye Qingqing's heart trembled, and hatred flashed in her eyes. Her hesitation and doubt vanished instantly.

In her past life, she and Xiaotong were completely innocent. What did her parents do wrong in this life to deserve such a terrible death? She did nothing wrong. She was just seeking justice for herself and Xiaotong in her past life, and for her deceased parents!