Ye Qingqing suppressed her nausea and helped the old lady pack her things. Besides dried plum vegetables and stinky amaranth stalks, there were also dried potatoes, dried bamboo shoots, pickled mustard greens, etc., all of which the old lady had made herself.
Putting aside her character and personality, Ye Qingqing admired the old lady quite a bit. She was indeed very hardworking and could never sit still. She was good at everything, from pulling bamboo shoots and digging wild vegetables to chopping firewood, planting rice and transplanting seedlings, feeding pigs, raising chickens and ducks... She managed everything inside and outside the house. A woman who could cultivate more than two acres of paddy fields and raise three sons was truly extraordinary.
But the old lady is... not someone that ordinary people can get along with.
Ye Qingqing knew she didn't have the ability. If it weren't for dealing with Shen Yanhong and her family of three, she would never have taken the initiative to let this Bodhisattva come and live with her.
"We'll steam amaranth stalks for dinner. Your old man really loves this dish. That slut's amaranth stalks aren't as good as mine. It's been so many years since your old man has had my amaranth stalks..."
The old lady took out the jar containing the amaranth stalks separately, and used clean chopsticks to scoop out a bowlful. The yellow and green amaranth stalks lay in the clean white bowl, emitting an intoxicating aroma...
Ye Qingqing couldn't take it anymore, so she pinched her nose and went to the living room.
Ye Zhiguo finally stopped eating this stuff, but the old lady started eating it again, and he couldn't say anything...
Holy crap... she really asked for it!
Not wanting to offend the old lady, Ye Qingqing could only stuff two wads of toilet paper into her nostrils, which made her feel a little better.
"What's wrong with your nose?" the old lady asked curiously.
"I'm feeling hot... and my nose is bleeding." Ye Qingqing made up a story on the spot, and the old lady didn't pay any more attention to her.
She's just a money-losing granddaughter; she doesn't care much about her. What's most important to the old lady is a grandson who can carry on the family line, even if he's an idiot, it doesn't matter, as it won't affect the continuation of the family line.
"Xiaotong, Grandma's cooking. What would you like to eat?" The old lady gave her grandson a kind smile.
"The stinky amaranth stalks are delicious..." Ye Tong pointed to the amaranth stalks in the bowl and swallowed.
The old lady laughed heartily, "Just like your father, I've loved amaranth stalks since I was a child. Grandma will steam them now, with plenty of lard, they'll smell delicious."
Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes and couldn't help but pinch Ye Tong lightly. "You heartless bastard!"
Ye Tong looked at his sister blankly, not understanding why she was pinching him. Ye Qingqing bared her teeth in anger, while Ye Tong chuckled, thinking that his sister was just playing with him!
"Grandma, Xiaotong is a genius, she's so smart."
The old lady put the amaranth stalks into the pot to steam, and the stench was finally reduced. Ye Qingqing then went over to look.
"Genius? Nonsense... How could Xiaotong be a genius!" The old lady didn't believe it at all.
She found the ingredients in the refrigerator. The Ye family's refrigerator was never short of meat; the ingredients were exceptionally plentiful. The old lady's eyes lit up. She took out a piece of meat, preparing to make braised pork for dinner.
"Really, if you don't believe me, I'll have Xiaotong do the math for you."
Ye Qingqing called Xiaotong over and gave her some difficult math problems. Xiaotong quickly solved them. Although the old lady was illiterate, she was very good at math and had excellent mental arithmetic skills.
In the past, when the production team calculated work points, the accountant once under-calculated her work points. The old lady was furious and got into a big fight with the accountant. After that, no one dared to bully the old lady because she was uneducated, and no one dared to deduct even half a work point from her.
The old lady didn't pay attention at first, but when she heard the rest, her narrow, triangular eyes widened into small almond-shaped eyes in surprise. Her grandson could do math much faster than the village accountant!
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