Guo couldn't help but mutter in her heart, could this really be the case?
After dinner was ready, Mrs. Ye served some to the Qin family first. When she came back, she saw Guo carrying a bowl of mutton to the mute old man.
"Have you eaten it? This is mutton, it's delicious." Guo's tone was stiff and a bit disgusted. "This bowl of meat is for you, eat it quickly!"
Unexpectedly, the mute old man didn't appreciate it at all. He acted as if he didn't hear it and didn't even raise his head.
Seeing this, Guo frowned and said, "Didn't you hear me? Could this old man be deaf and dumb?"
"Fourth son's wife, the mutton soup is ready. I have put the seasonings in the car. Go and drink the soup to warm yourself up. I will take care of it here." Mrs. Ye hurried over to smooth things over.
Just as Guo was about to leave, she saw Qingtian slowly walking towards her with a bowl in his hand and handing it to the mute old man.
The mute old man, contrary to his previous indifference towards Guo, took the bowl from Qingtian's hand with both hands.
Guo was immediately displeased. She turned around and lightly kicked the mute old man with her foot, demanding, "What do you mean? Is the meat I gave you poisonous or something?"
"I give it to you, but you don't eat it. If I give it to you on a sunny day, you'll want it, right?"
Sister Ye said tiredly, "Fourth daughter-in-law, do you really have to argue with an old man?"
Our family had good intentions in saving people, but if we let Guo continue to make trouble like this, I'm afraid the favor will turn into hatred.
The Ye family sat together drinking hot mutton soup. Although they couldn't find coriander, everyone added salt, vinegar, chili oil and other ingredients to season it according to their own tastes, and everyone drank it with great satisfaction.
After drinking a bowl of mutton soup, Old Mrs. Ye felt her whole body warmed up.
Even my shoulders and knees, which used to feel like they were being blown by wind, are no longer as uncomfortable.
The mute old man ate a bowl of mutton and drank two large bowls of mutton soup, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Still drinking?" Qingtian came over and asked him.
The mute old man rubbed Qingtian's little head with his hand, then glanced at Mrs. Ye who was following behind her, and suddenly said, "I have no way to repay you for saving my life.
"Although I, Wei Yan, am down and out right now, I will eventually make a comeback.
"If you need me for anything in the future, just ask."
"Hey, old man, can you speak?"
Mrs. Ye had no idea who Wei Yan was and had no intention of asking for anything in return.
Her focus was entirely on the fact that the mute old man was not actually mute.
But suddenly there was a sound of bowls falling to the ground behind her.
Mrs. Ye looked back and saw Li Fu standing not far away with his eyes wide open, with a pile of broken porcelain pieces in front of him.
"Oh, what a waste--" Mrs. Ye looked at the broken bowl with heartache, but she didn't know what to say to Li Fu.
Li Fu didn't care about the bowl at this moment. He quickly walked up to the old man, grabbed his hand and said, "Wei Yan? Are you the Wei Yan, Wei Yiwen? Mr. Wei?"
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