Of course, Ye Qingqing didn't think Ye Zhiguo was confused. She used to be like an old lady, thinking that Ye Zhiguo was so confused by Chen Yanhong, so she was kind to Ye Lan, who was not related to blood.

But after experiencing a painful past life and seeing the document in the safe, Ye Qingqing became more objective in her viewing, and she even suspected her life experience.

If... she and Ye Zhiguo have no blood relationship...

When this idea came out, Ye Qingqing was frightened by her bold thoughts, but after she calmed down, the more she thought about it, the more she felt it was possible.

If Ye Zhiguo was not her biological father and she had huge wealth, then all the doubts in her previous life could be explained.

But Ye Qingqing was unwilling to believe such speculation. She no longer wanted Ye Zhiguo to do anything about her, but was just a play. Whenever she thought of this, Ye Qingqing's heart would be cold...

shudder.

But no matter what, Ye Tong must be her younger brother, there is no doubt about it.

She will also protect Xiaotong for the rest of her life and will never let anyone bully Xiaotong.

Ye Qingqing came back to her senses from her chaotic thoughts, and saw that the old lady was still cursing and cursing, without stopping her hands, she took out the things in the basket and placed them side by side on the table.

"This is the dried plum vegetables from last year. Your father (some rural areas in Jiangsu and Zhejiang call my father the father) likes to eat the most. When I was studying, I steamed a bowl of dried plum vegetables, put some sugar, and then dripped a few drops of lard. Your father can eat them for half a month..."

The old lady is old and likes to talk about the past with her friends, especially when she was a child.

Because Ye Zhiguo is her most proud son, among the three sons, the second and third brothers are ordinary farmers, with their faces facing the loess and backs facing the sky. The only one who is miserable was Ye Zhiguo not only became a soldier, but also became a glorious working class, but also lived in a garden villa that the landlords had never lived in...

These have become the capital for the old lady to show off in the village. Every day, she would sit under the big camphor tree in front of the village, pulling a group of people to brag and spank. Ye Zhiguo was all in and out of the words. Only when she heard the envy and jealous praising of a group of people can the old lady be satisfied.

Year after year, day after day, the boring old lady lives on this every day!

However, Ye Zhiguo is indeed a model of successful people who are envious and jealous of all villagers in the village. Every time he returns to his hometown during the Chinese New Year, his glory and glory... his style of returning home in glory is more charming than that of the county magistrate returning home.

The old lady took out another small jar and opened the lid. The familiar stench spread out, and Ye Qingqing hurriedly covered her nose.

Damn… Damn stinky amaranth stalk!

She forgot about this thing.

The old lady likes to eat this smelly thing more than Ye Zhiguo. She can eat three meals a day, but her body is still so strong. When she died in her previous life, the old lady lived a good life.

Those experts said that eating pickled food is not good for the body and will cause cancer... It is not effective at all for the old lady. The old lady loves to eat pickles all her life and eats every meal, and her body is still very strong.

"Your father likes to eat amaranth stems the most. In the past, there were few amaranths. I used to pickle them with old vegetable stems, and they were still very fresh. Your father only had a piece of vegetable stem to bring rice at noon, and he could eat a big bowl of rice..."
Chapter completed!