Ye Qingqing endured the nausea and helped the old lady clean up her things, in addition to dried plum vegetables and stinky amaranth stalks, there were also dried artichokes, dried bamboo shoots, and red in the snow...... etc., all of which were made by the old lady herself.

In addition to character and personality, Ye Qingqing still admires the old lady, she is indeed too hardworking, she can't be idle at all, pulling bamboo shoots, digging wild vegetables, cutting firewood, planting rice, planting seedlings, feeding pigs, raising chickens and ducks...... Inside and out, a woman grows more than two acres of paddy fields and has to raise three sons, which is really unusual.

It's just the old lady...... It's really not something that ordinary people can get along with.

Ye Qingqing thought that she didn't have that ability, if it weren't for the fact that she was trying to deal with Shen Yanhong's family of three, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to take this Bodhisattva to live.

"Steamed amaranth stalks to eat at night, your dad likes this bowl of vegetables alone, the amaranth stalks made by the sassy widow are not as authentic as I do, poor how many years your dad hasn't eaten the amaranth stalks I made......"

The old lady took out the jar with amaranth stalks alone, and used clean chopsticks to make a bowl, and the yellow, yellow, green and green amaranth stalks lay in the white bowl, exuding the smell of ecstasy......

Ye Qingqing couldn't stand it anymore, so she pinched her nose and went to the living room.

Finally, Ye Zhiguo stopped eating this thing, but the old lady ate it again, and she couldn't say anything......

Groove ...... What a self-inflicted guilt!

The old lady couldn't be offended, so Ye Qingqing had to get two balls of toilet paper and stuff them into her nostrils, which made her feel better.

"What's wrong with your nose?" The old lady looked strange.

"On fire...... Nosebleeds. Ye Qingqing talked casually, and the old lady didn't care about her anymore.

It's just a granddaughter who loses money, she doesn't care too much at all, the most important thing in the old lady's heart is the grandson who can pass on the ancestry, even if it's a fool, it's fine, anyway, it doesn't affect the incense.

"Xiaotong, grandma is cooking, what do you want to eat?" The old lady squeezed out a kind smile at her grandson.

"Stinky cabbage stalks are delicious...... Ye Tong pointed to the amaranth stalks in the bowl and swallowed his saliva.

The old lady laughed, "Like your father, I have loved to eat amaranth stalks since I was a child, and grandma will steam them now, put more lard, and it will be fragrant." ”

Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes, and couldn't help but pinch Ye Tong lightly, stinky and conscienceless!

Ye Tong looked at his sister ignorantly, not understanding why he was pinching him, Ye Qingqing bared his teeth angrily, Ye Tong grinned, and thought that his sister was playing with him!

"Grandma, Xiaotong is a genius, but she is smart."

The old lady put the amaranth stalks into the pot and steamed, the smell was light, and Ye Qingqing came over again.

"Genius? Sling the bull...... How could Xiaotong be a genius! The old lady didn't believe it at all.

She found out the ingredients in the refrigerator, in the refrigerator of the Ye family, there will never be a shortage of meat, the ingredients are extremely rich, the old lady's eyes lit up, took out a piece of meat, and prepared to make braised pork at night.

"Really, if you don't believe me, I'll let Xiaotong do the math for you."

Ye Qingqing called Xiao Tong and came up with a few difficult math problems, Xiao Tong quickly calculated them, although the old lady was illiterate, but she was a good hand at arithmetic, and her mental arithmetic ability was extremely strong.

In the past, the production team counted the work, and once the accountant gave her a few less points, the old lady didn't follow, and the accountant had a big fight, since then, no one dared to bully the old lady for being uneducated, and she didn't dare to deduct half a centimeter.

The old lady didn't care, but when she heard the back, her squinting triangular eyes were stunned into small almond eyes, and she was very surprised, her grandson was much faster than the village accountant!