After getting the medicine, Ye Zhiguo took the old lady home. Shen Yanhong had already prepared dinner: a large bowl of braised pork, loofah and egg soup, braised ribbonfish, steamed eggplant with minced garlic, and hand-torn cabbage, all laid out on the table.
It looks and smells delicious, and it's much more impressive than the old lady's dinner. It makes my mouth water just looking at it.
Ye Zhiguo had been busy for nearly two hours, and his stomach was growling with hunger. The old lady still had no appetite, but Shen Yanhong cooked her some white porridge, which made Ye Zhiguo very happy.
Ye Qingqing served the old lady a small bowl of white porridge and accompanied her to drink it in the room. The porridge that Shen Yanhong cooked was very thin, only slightly thicker than boiled water. The old lady was also hungry and finished it in a few mouthfuls.
"Grandma, do you want more?"
"Have another bowl. Did you cook this porridge?" the old lady asked.
"No, it was that slut who did it. I went to the hospital with you!"
Ye Qingqing went downstairs to get some porridge. The old lady watched her back and pursed her lips. This granddaughter was too lazy. She couldn't even make the simplest fried rice. Her two granddaughters back home were already cooking at the stove when they were only six or seven years old.
But the eldest granddaughter is still lucky. Lin Shufang can do everything with dough and spoils Ye Qingqing like her own daughter. She doesn't even have to lift a needle. No wonder people say that skillful hands can kill you. Lazy people are lucky.
Ye Qingqing walked to the top of the stairs, and heard Ye Zhiguo and Shen Yanhong talking in the restaurant.
“I told you Mom was just having trouble adjusting to the new environment. Let’s send her back to her hometown. We’ll send her 200 yuan every month so she can buy more meat.”
Shen Yanhong was heartbroken, but in order to drive away the old hag, she had no choice but to endure the pain and bleed.
She refused to believe that the old hag could live long enough; she thought she would die before her!
"You're so thoughtful. Let's leave it at that. Once Mom is feeling better, I'll send her back to her hometown." Ye Zhiguo looked at Shen Yanhong with satisfaction.
Actually, he also wanted to send the old lady back to the countryside, where at least the house would be quieter. The old lady was just too much of a troublemaker, and what Ye Zhiguo was most dissatisfied with was that since the old lady came, Ye Qingqing had become increasingly difficult to control.
This is the last thing he wanted to see.
There was no good excuse to send the old lady back before, but now that she has the reason of not being able to adapt to the new environment, no one can say that she is unfilial.
Shen Yanhong smiled slightly, feeling extremely proud. She put a piece of braised pork on Ye Hua's and Ye Lan's plates and exchanged a knowing look with Ye Lan.
Ye Qingqing had a bad feeling; her heart sank to the bottom. She had to find a way to keep the old lady here.
She went to the kitchen to get some porridge, and Ye Zhiguo asked with concern, "How is your grandmother?"
"I feel much better after taking the medicine."
Ye Qingqing deliberately said this, glanced at Chen Yanhong, and hurriedly went upstairs.
"Grandma, that slut said she's going to send you back to the countryside, and Dad agreed," Ye Qingqing whispered.
The sickly old woman immediately perked up, "That slut dares!"
"But Dad agreed. That slut said you're having trouble adjusting to the local climate and need to go back to your hometown to get better. Dad's been completely swayed by her. What should we do?"
The old lady was so angry that she wanted to rush down and teach Shen Yanhong a lesson, but as soon as she stood up, everything went black before her eyes, and she saw stars. Her face turned deathly pale, and she leaned against the bed, panting heavily.
"You... widow, I won't let her get away with this... wait until I'm better..."
The old woman kept cursing, only regretting that she was powerless to teach the slutty widow a lesson.
"Grandma, what did you eat yesterday? Why do you suddenly have diarrhea?"
Ye Qingqing thought about it more and more and felt that it couldn't be a case of acclimatization. The old lady had been here for almost a month, how could she still have acclimatization problems? Could it be that she ate something bad?
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