"You've come all this way here, if you don't mind our country life, why don't you stay for lunch?
"Just tell your sister-in-law what you like to eat and ask her to make it for you."
Before, Miss Zhou had always called Mrs. Ye "Mrs. You". After hearing what Old Lady Ye said, she suddenly felt as if she and Old Fourth Ye had really become a family. Why did she even call her by the same name as him?
Mrs. Ye noticed that Miss Zhou was feeling uneasy and stood up and said, "Mother, you should take a rest first. I will take Miss Zhou to the kitchen to check."
"Why are you suddenly confused? It doesn't make sense to let guests go to the kitchen." Old Mrs. Ye was confused by Mrs. Ye's sudden action.
Miss Zhou quickly helped to explain: “Don’t misunderstand, old lady, I originally came to talk to my sister-in-law… No, I mean Miss You.
"I originally came here to learn how to cook from Madam You, and I can't wait to go and take a look in the kitchen!
"It would be even better if I could help."
Miss Zhou mistakenly called her "sister-in-law" and her face turned red with embarrassment.
In fact, if she hadn't suddenly changed her words out of nervousness, the Ye family wouldn't have thought there was anything wrong with it.
Seeing her pretty face flushed red, Mrs. Ye didn't dare to make fun of her anymore.
Girls are very sensitive about their reputation, and it would be bad if they talk too much and make others angry.
"It doesn't matter what you call me. Everyone in the village calls me Sister Ye, so there's nothing wrong with you calling me Sister Ye."
With Mrs. Ye's words to help her out, Miss Zhou's mood calmed down a little.
But she felt that she might be a little too sensitive. For some reason, she felt that there was something else behind Mrs. Ye's smile.
Miss Zhou felt that she could no longer stay in Old Lady Ye's room, so she quickly got up and followed Mrs. Ye out.
Seeing that everyone had left, Old Lady Ye quickly unpacked the snacks that Miss Zhou had brought and placed them on the table. She then carried Qingtian to the table and said, "My dear, are you hungry from crying? Let's have some snacks, okay?"
These snacks that Miss Zhou bought must have been brought from the capital. Both in quality and appearance, they look much higher grade than those in the county.
Old Mrs. Ye picked up some crumbs and tasted them herself, and found that the taste was indeed better.
"Grandma just tasted it, it's delicious, come and have some on a sunny day!"
Qingtian smelled the sweet aroma of the snacks and swallowed carefully, but still shook his head and said, "Qingtian is not hungry. Let's wait for my brothers to come back and eat together."
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