"What should we do then?" The old lady couldn't wait to see Wu Qing; she didn't want to wait even a quarter of an hour longer.
But the son's concerns were valid; it was indeed inappropriate to visit Ye Zhiguo's family before understanding his intentions.
Sun Qiuyun said, "Let's just wait until tomorrow. It's safer during the day. Let's call Qingya and ask her to come over."
The old lady sighed, "That's all we can do. Sigh, we'll have to wait another night."
Sun Qiuyun comforted her, "We've waited for nearly twenty years, so waiting one more night won't hurt. Mom, you should be happy. A beautiful granddaughter has suddenly fallen from the sky, how wonderful!"
The old lady's worries turned to joy, and she smiled broadly. "Yes, I am content. Mingcheng finally has an heir, and such a good girl at that. Let's eat, let's talk about it tomorrow!"
With the good news, everyone's appetite improved considerably, and they were all beaming with joy.
Ye Qingqing, however, was in some trouble, not her own, but the old lady's.
For some reason, the old lady suddenly developed diarrhea. She had been having diarrhea since yesterday. She could manage on the first day, but on the second day, the diarrhea overwhelmed the old lady who had survived the three-year famine. She was bedridden and couldn't get up, and Ye Qingqing had to help her to go to the toilet.
"Ouch……"
The old lady sat weakly on the toilet, her dark, thin face turning pale and bloodless. She could barely sit up and had to be supported by Ye Qingqing, otherwise she would slip down.
Ye Qingqing wrinkled her nose, trying to suppress her nausea. The feeling of accompanying someone to the toilet was truly intoxicating, especially with the sounds of splashing and the wafting 'strange fragrance'. She wished she could cut her nose off.
But she still felt sorry for the old lady. Diarrhea was so painful. In just one night, the old lady, who used to be so energetic that she could kill a bull, could not even kill an ant.
Moreover, the old lady had lost her good appetite and could only drink some thin porridge. She didn't dare to eat too much, because if she ate, she would have diarrhea and couldn't hold it in her stomach.
"Ouch……"
The old lady groaned intermittently, struggling to pass anything for a long time. In addition, the toilet paper from the Ye family was very stiff. Because the old lady was frugal, she had promptly bought back the hard toilet paper after Shen Yanhong finished using the toilet paper she had bought.
Ye Qingqing never used that kind of toilet paper, nor did Ye Zhiguo and Shen Yanhong. The toilet paper was so hard it could cut flesh. Chrysanthemums are very delicate, and they could easily bleed if you weren't careful. Who could stand that?
Only the old lady wasn't afraid; she'd always used this toilet paper, and she hadn't thought much of it before, but now…
Running to the toilet more than ten times a day is too much for even an old woman's anus. Finally, the old lady couldn't hold on any longer and wiped a tissue full of blood.
The chrysanthemum has broken.
"Oh dear... Grandma, don't use this toilet paper anymore, I'll go get you some toilet paper."
Ye Qingqing was startled. Although she felt a little sorry for the old lady, she still found it funny. She hurriedly ran to get some toilet paper for the old lady.
She used the best toilet paper, which was white, soft, and had a faint fragrance. Having died once, even if she was short of money, Ye Qingqing would not skimp on her personal items.
Use the best available whenever possible!
The old lady took the high-quality toilet paper she had never seen before, her expression changed, and she couldn't help but ask, "How much does this paper cost?"
Ye Qingqing's heart skipped a beat, and she deliberately lowered her price, saying, "It's not expensive, one yuan a pack."
Actually, it costs 1.5 yuan a pack, which is the best in the store. If it's more expensive, you have to go to the mall to buy imported ones, which cost several yuan a pack, and Ye Qingqing can't afford them.
"How many sheets are in one pack?" the old lady asked in a hoarse voice.
Ye Qingqing was both amused and exasperated. The old lady was already too weak to get up, yet she was still so concerned about the price of toilet paper. This old lady was really something…
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