The next day, Ye Qingqing didn't wander on the road and arrived home early, while the old lady and Shen Yanhong were both at home.

The old lady was in a good mood and hummed the 9-jin girl from Yue Opera with a rare moment. She was busy in the kitchen, while Chen Yanhong was just the opposite. She sat on the sofa with a dark face and watched TV, but her eyes were not focal, and she was blankly not sure what she was thinking.

Ye Qingqing sneered secretly and went straight into the kitchen, "Grandma, what should I eat tonight?"

"I bought fish heads and ate fish head tofu soup." The old lady was in a good mood and looked at Ye Qingqing with a very kind look.

Ye Qingqing was secretly funny. The old lady who had always been stingy actually wanted to buy a fish head, and she couldn't escape the joyful event!

"Is there a happy event in our family? Are you so happy?"

The old lady smiled so much that she couldn't close her mouth. She pointed to Chen Yanhong outside and whispered: "You're going to have a little brother soon. This woman's belly is quite good!"

Ye Qingqing curled her lips secretly. With her grandson, she didn't even call her a slutty widow. The old lady was really snobbish.

"The son born by the slutty widow is nothing to do with me. I only have Xiaotong, my younger brother." Ye Qingqing raised her mouth and complained half-truely.

The old lady glanced at her and said, "Let's go and do homework. You little girl knows nothing. There are many brothers. You won't be bullied if you marry someone in the future."

Ye Qingqing snorted, and she didn't dare to expect Chen Yanhong's son, and... no matter how many of them were born, she was not her own brother. She had only Xiaotong, anyway!

"Grandma, I was not happy to see the slutty widow just now. She didn't want to give birth to a son for her father." Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes and whispered.

The old lady was peeling garlic, her hands paused, and her heart was filled with bumps. The dark and beautiful red performance was indeed not right. Today, the old Chinese doctor said that she was a male fetus, and this slutty widow also looked like she was indifferent and was distracted after returning home.

Ye Qingqing continued to stir up the flames, "Grandma, will the slutty widow do something that I'm sorry for my dad, so I don't want to have a child?"

The old lady's heart was sank and pushed Ye Qingqing out of the kitchen, "Do your homework, what do children know, don't yell outside. If it's spread, I will break your legs!"

"I know, I'm a dog leg, what are you? Isn't it the same dog leg..."

Ye Qingqing murmured in a low voice, either calling her a pig or a dog, she was also a person with temper!

"What are you saying... I beat you to death..."

The old lady's ears were very sharp, and she heard them clearly. She picked up the bamboo strips and chased them up, but Ye Qingqing ran very fast and went up the second floor. The old lady was so angry that she cursed a few times, but something was hidden in her heart.

Although the prodigal girl was talking nonsense, it was not impossible. This slutty widow was restless. If she was really pregnant with Zhiguo's son, how could she be unhappy? But now...

The old lady looked at Chen Yanhong, who was dazed on the sofa, and her face looked even more ugly. From the time she returned home, this slutty widow was like this and she had no intention of caring about her stomach. Something was wrong, something must be wrong!

If the slutty widow dares to do something to do to her son, she will not be able to beat this sao guy to death!

When Ye Zhiguo came back from get off work, he heard that he was his son, and he looked happy. "Mom, call the second brother quickly and let the second brother and sister start to get pregnant. It just so happened that the weather was a coincidence that wearing a big cotton jacket can be carried to the countryside for six or seven months."

The old lady lost her previous excitement and responded faintly.
Chapter completed!