Ye Qingqing didn't have any particular thoughts at first, but she happened to see the complicated look in Shen Yanhong's eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.
Why does this woman look like that?
Is there something wrong with what Ye Zhiguo said?
Ye Hua was very unhappy. He felt that the idiot had stolen the limelight. His father used to be kind to him, but today he was serving food to the idiot while ignoring him.
Unable to bear the disparity in treatment, Ye Hua glared at Ye Tong resentfully. Seeing Ye Qingqing still frowning and looking disgusted, a sudden inspiration struck her, and she loudly proclaimed, "Dad, you're wrong. Second Sister hates amaranth stalks, does that mean she's not your biological daughter? Then if my eldest sister and I love eating them so much, wouldn't we be your biological daughters too!"
He felt that Ye Zhiguo's theory was wrong. Judging whether someone is biologically related or not based on just one dish is simply not scientific!
So what if they're biological children? Ye Zhiguo still treats him and his older sister just as well, much better than he treats a mentally challenged person!
After Ye Hua finished speaking, he looked at Ye Qingqing provocatively, not noticing the frozen expressions on the faces of the people at the table.
Ye Zhiguo, Shen Yanhong, and Ye Lan all froze instantly. Ye Qingqing's heart was pounding. Ye Hua's words, that bastard, had given her a wake-up call.
Dietary preferences are largely determined by genetics and the influence of childhood environment. Everyone in her family loves to eat stinky amaranth stalks, but she doesn't.
No matter how you look at it... she seems like the extra one!
Shen Yanhong was the first to lose her temper, hitting Ye Hua on the head with a chopstick and scolding, "Bullshit! You're not allowed to talk while eating."
Ye Hua screamed in pain, but Ye Zhiguo gave him a cold look, which made him shiver. He didn't dare to utter a sound and quietly ate his meal, feeling extremely wronged.
He didn't say anything wrong, so why is everyone blaming him?
Ye Zhiguo smiled and smoothed things over, "Qingqing's taste is like your mother's. Your mother hates this dish the most; she can't even stand the smell."
Ye Qingqing saw through his insincerity. His and Shen Yanhong's behavior just now was really strange, but Ye Zhiguo's words were also reasonable. Taste can be inherited from father, mother, or even skip a generation.
We cannot doubt Ye Zhiguo based solely on a single smelly dish.
However, the vague unease in Ye Qingqing's heart could not be dispelled and remained hidden deep in her heart.
She forced a smile at Ye Zhiguo, said nothing, and the bewilderment on her face made Ye Zhiguo even more uneasy. There were only three years left, and he absolutely could not let all his efforts go to waste.
He gritted his teeth and said to Chen Yanhong, "Don't burn amaranth stalks at home anymore."
It's only been three years; he can endure it.
Shen Yanhong felt a pang of jealousy. "I just made a whole pot of it. It would be a waste if I didn't eat it."
Ye Hua also shouted in dissatisfaction, "Dad, I want to eat!"
Ye Zhiguo glared at him and said coldly, "Give the ones you've made to the neighbors, especially the Hu family, give them a lot."
Thinking of the Hu family, Ye Zhiguo's head throbbed again. He had been on tenterhooks for several days recently, fearing that Hu Laosan would come knocking on his door, but Hu Laosan never showed up. Later, he learned that Hu Laosan had never gone home, supposedly because he had committed a crime and had been sent to a detention center.
Although he had escaped one trouble, Hu Laosan would return sooner or later, and that would bring more trouble. Ye Zhiguo thought that he should cultivate a good relationship with Xu Yuetuan during this time, so that when Hu Laosan returned, Xu Yuetuan might speak up for him.
Although Shen Yanhong was unwilling, she didn't really like eating stinky amaranth stalks, so she didn't insist anymore. She had more important things to do right now.
"Then I'll deliver it to the Hu family this afternoon. You should eat quickly and then take a nap."
Shen Yanhong winked at Ye Zhiguo, urging him to hurry up. Half a month had passed and there was still no sign of anything, and school was about to start.
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