Looking at the six or seven sets of clothes spread out on the kang, Boss Ye pinched Qingtian's nose helplessly and said, "It seems that Dad will have to go and kill a tiger this time!"
Mrs. Ye was terrified when she heard this. She quickly slapped Boss Ye on the back and said, "What are you talking about? Stop talking nonsense. Bah, bah, bah."
After she finished talking about Boss Ye, she turned to Qingtian and said, "Qingtian, you can't listen to your father's nonsense?
"Don't just run into a tiger casually. It could cost someone their life!"
Old Mrs. Ye urged in the car, "Don't just stand there and talk. Big Boss, hurry up and open the door. Big Boss's wife, Sunny is hungry. Go get the child something to eat."
Mrs. Ye had just hugged her long-awaited daughter in her arms, and she wasn't tired of loving her yet!
But when she heard her daughter was hungry, she lowered her head and asked, "What would you like to eat, Qingtian?"
Qingtian had been eating very well at the Qin residence recently, so after thinking for a while, he said, "Dumpling soup! Mom, I want to eat the dumpling soup you made."
Mrs. Ye San, who had already come out to help, smiled when she heard this, and took off the apron she had already put on and handed it to Mrs. Ye Da.
"I was just about to say that my sister-in-law has been busy all night, so I'll make you something to eat.
"Sunny wanted to eat dumpling soup, but I can't make it as well as my sister-in-law does, so I won't try to show off."
Ye Laosan has been staying in the city recently and has become more discerning than before.
Hearing his wife say this, he immediately said, "Then let sister-in-law do it for Qingtian, and you can do it for us."
Mrs. Ye was stunned by what he said. She turned her head and looked at him repeatedly, thinking, is this still the silly old man in my family? When did he become so talkative?
Ye Laosan felt his back go numb when his wife looked at him, and wondered if he had said something wrong.
Then Mrs. Ye laughed and said, "Third brother, I'll make some more dumpling soup so we can all eat together.
"What are you doing? You haven't been back for such a long time. Are you missing your wife's cooking skills?
"Why don't you let her do it for you alone?"
Only then did Ye Lao San realize that what he said just now was wrong, and was teased by Ye Dasao so much that he kept begging for mercy.
"Sister-in-law, I didn't think I was talking. Don't be angry with me. Actually, I love the dumpling soup that you make the most."
Old Mrs. Ye sat on the warm kang in her room, listening to the noisy sounds and occasional laughter outside. She didn't feel it was noisy and squinted her eyes slightly. This was the most comfortable day!
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