Ye Zhiguo was alright, after all, she was his own mother, so it didn't matter how long she stayed. The one who was suffering the most was Shen Yanhong. She didn't want to endure it for another day. If she let that old hag stay any longer, she would definitely go crazy!
"Grandma is welcome to stay, Xiaotong. You want Grandma to stay too, don't you?" Ye Qingqing said loudly, and patted Xiaotong's leg lightly.
Ye Tong blinked and nodded vigorously, "Hello, Grandma."
The old lady immediately beamed with joy and affectionately patted Xiao Tong's head, but quickly glared at Ye Hua. Other people's sons are just ugly, not as good as her own grandson!
Shen Yanhong's eyes stung. Her Xiao Hua was her own flesh and blood, so why was she being abused by that old hag?
She had underestimated Ye Qingqing. That brat actually came up with this trick and had her completely under her thumb. No... she had to find a way to get rid of that old hag!
She can only be the lady of the house!
Shen Yanhong gritted her teeth, lowered her head to eat, and stopped talking. She would talk to Ye Zhiguo about it later that night and see what he could do!
After the meal, Ye Lan was conscripted by the old lady again.
"Go wash the dishes and clean the kitchen!" The old lady assigned the task, and she couldn't bear to see Ye Lan sit down.
In her opinion, Ye Lan's illness was caused by being idle. Taking so much medicine would be less effective than working in the fields. There was no land in the city, but housework could be done.
Shen Yanhong quickly said, "Mom, I'll do it!"
The old woman looked at her gloomily and said, "Go wash the clothes and then hoe that patch of land in the yard. I want to plant vegetables."
"Zhiguo, take Yehua to fence off a chicken coop, I want to raise chickens!"
"Qingqing, wipe the cabinets and tables."
The old lady assigned tasks to everyone in the family, and no one escaped except Xiaotong.
Shen Yanhong was so anxious she almost jumped up. The flower bed was filled with the flowers and plants she had planted. Although they were just ordinary flowers like roses and four o'clocks, when they bloomed, they were colorful, beautiful, and fragrant, greatly satisfying Shen Yanhong's rare bourgeois sentiment.
But now—
"Mom, the flowers in the flower bed are blooming so well, it would be a shame to dig them up!" Shen Yanhong patiently persuaded.
The old woman scooped it up and scolded, "What's the pity? No matter how pretty the flowers are, can they be eaten? Weed them all out and plant vegetables; we can save money on vegetables."
"Mom, the vegetables at home are free, I'll take them from the cafeteria." Shen Yan's face darkened. Instead of planting flowers in the flower bed, she planted vegetables, making a complete fool of herself.
Growing vegetables requires watering them with fertilizer, and the stench is unbearable!
Ye Zhiguo also advised, "Mom, raising chickens and growing vegetables will make the house smelly, and the neighbors will complain. Growing flowers is much better; it makes you feel good, right?"
"Who dares to object? I'll curse them to death. Growing flowers is a load of rubbish, you can't eat them or wear them. Growing vegetables is the most practical. If you can't finish them, you feed them to the chickens, and the chickens will lay eggs..."
The old lady glared and opened her mouth, berating Ye Zhiguo mercilessly, but her eyes were fixed on Shen Yanhong, a veiled insult.
Ye Qingqing was conflicted. Raising chickens and growing vegetables would definitely stink to death, and there would be mosquitoes in the summer, which she couldn't stand either. But seeing the unpleasant looks on Shen Yanhong and Ye Lan's faces, Ye Qingqing immediately made up her mind.
She must support what the enemy opposes!
"I support Grandma growing vegetables and raising chickens!" Ye Qingqing raised her hands, and Ye Tong followed suit with a grin.
Ye Zhiguo was both annoyed and amused. He glared at him and scolded, "Get to work! What are you doing, joining in this commotion?"
"Why are you scolding Qingqing? Are you out of your mind? Get to work... what are you standing there for!" The old lady, small and thin, stood in the center of the living room, exuding an imposing aura, and no one dared to disobey her.
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