The old woman smiled kindly at Ye Qingqing. It was that kind-hearted girl again.

"The usual, Grandma." Ye Qingqing smiled as well. Without her saying anything more, Grandma quickly got up and started. Although her hands were covered with age spots, one could still vaguely see the beauty that those hands had once possessed.

When she was young, the old woman must have had a pair of delicate hands. Although she was old and haggard, dressed very simply, and did menial work, she still tried her best to straighten her back, and her every move was very proper and elegant. Her clothes were also clean and had obvious creases, showing her meticulousness.

This shows that the old lady must have received a good education, but she is too soft-hearted. She didn't dare to speak harshly to Zhao Di's mother just now. This kind of personality makes her easy to suffer.

"Grandma, if there are any customers trying to take advantage of you in the future, don't be too lenient with them. If you have to scold them, then scold them. Otherwise, how will you make any money?" Ye Qingqing couldn't help but say.

There are many people like Zhaodi's mother, and she can't keep an eye on her all the time. The old woman has to stand up for herself, otherwise she will suffer in the future.

The old woman smiled kindly, "I know, most people are good."

People in the nearby alley knew about her family's situation and generally wouldn't take advantage of her. Sometimes they wouldn't haggle over a penny or two, showing kindness to this pretty young girl.

"Then you need to be more assertive and not be too easy to talk to!"

Ye Qingqing couldn't stand the old woman's cowardly nature. According to Zhao Di's mother, the old woman must have a son who couldn't take care of himself, and the two of them depended on each other for survival. A mother is strong, especially with a mentally challenged son. Yet the old woman was still so cowardly. How hard must her life be!

But the old lady's sauces are really delicious. They look ordinary, but they taste different, which is why her business is quite good.

The rice cakes were fried, and Ye Qingqing spread a layer of sweet bean sauce on them, took a satisfied bite, and said, "Grandma, your sauce is delicious. Did you make it yourself?"

"No, it was my son who made it; he's a good cook," the old woman said with a smile.

Ye Qingqing was stunned. Had she guessed wrong?

Is the old woman's son mentally challenged?

Otherwise, how would an idiot cook?

"I'll go to Grandma's house sometime and try your food; it'll definitely be delicious," Ye Qingqing said deliberately.

"Okay, my home is at No. 56 Qingyu Lane. Just tell me you're looking for Grandma Gu, and my son will cook you something delicious." Grandma Gu happily gave the address, already thinking about how to thank this kind-hearted young girl!

"Okay, I'll definitely go. Don't sell too late, and wear a mask next time you go out, it's windy at night!"

As usual, Ye Qingqing threw down three yuan, took a balut (a type of fried egg), and ran away. The old woman smiled helplessly, planning to buy more good food when the little girl came to visit, making sure the little girl was satisfied with her meal.

Ye Qingqing wasn't just talking; she would definitely visit the old woman's house when she had some free time. She felt that the old woman must have a story, and she couldn't help but want to explore it. If possible, she would also help this poor old woman!

She didn't know why, she just wanted to help the old lady!

Ye Qingqing went to Zhao Di's house. When Zhao Di's mother saw her, she snorted in annoyance. Ye Qingqing was not afraid of her and went straight to Zhao Di's room, placing the remaining two hairy eggs in front of Zhao Di, who was reading a book.

"Eat it, it's good for your brain!"

Zhao Di closed the book and laughed, "I was thinking of coming to find you later. Your dad got demoted and is now a regular security guard. I even had to put up the demotion notice!"