Chapter 461： 2 sons-in-law who are worlds apart

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When everyone saw the gift in Yue Hongxia's hand, they couldn't help but curl their lips. Ye Qingqing's fiancé had a dozen or so bags, but Ye Lan's object only bought so much. processed fruit.

The neighbors guessed correctly, it is indeed the processed fruit from the fruit shop. Yue Hongxia originally wanted to bring a box of moon cakes to her door, but Lu Qingquan felt it was too shabby, so Yue Hongxia spent two yuan at the fruit shop to buy some processed apples.

How to say it is a net pocket of fruit, there is face!

"Why are there so many people?" Yue Hongxia was startled by the people in the yard.

The old lady has sharp eyes, she has long seen the thing in Yue Hongxia's hand, if it is normal, the old lady will be happy with this thing, as long as there is something to take, but now...

With the comparison of Lu Mo's generous gifts, the old lady couldn't see this thing from the bottom of her heart, so she naturally lost her face. 35xs

"Come on, sit in the house!"

In stark contrast to the attitude of greeting Lu Mo warmly before, the old lady didn't even get up, she sat lazily, just raised her head, and after taking a look, she lowered her head and continued to pluck her hair.

When the neighbors saw that the atmosphere was not right, they all made excuses to leave.

As soon as they got out of the yard, a few long-tongued women began to gossip.

"Ye Lan's target is not good. She is so arrogant. No wonder Ye Tuam doesn't look down on her."

"I don't like it either. Ye Qingqing's targets are mostly human, good wine and fruit, and the moon cakes are from Guanshengyuan. That's not cheap."

"Ye Lan's object is not good-looking, with narrow eyebrows and narrow eyes, and she is very careful at first glance. In the future, Ye Lan will suffer from marriage in the past!"

"It's still Ye Qingqing who is lucky. That person looks good and has a good heart. Look at how polite he is to Ye Dimu, ah... we can't compare to Xu Yali, look at how good the son-in-law they have found!"

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The voices of several people got farther and farther and gradually disappeared. In the yard, Lu Qingquan and Yue Hongxia were still standing, while the old lady was sitting and pulling her hair. Although Yue Hongxia felt uncomfortable, it could be seen that the old lady actually killed the chicken, and she was very satisfied.

"I like to eat boiled chicken, but I don't like braised chicken. I need to pluck the hair out!" Yue Hongxia said intentionally.

The old lady glanced at her lightly and sneered, "I just pluck my hair like this, it doesn't matter if you eat it or not!"

Still in vain?

Think beautifully!

The old lady turned her head and rushed to Lu Mo, who had not yet entered the room, and squeezed out a kind smile. Ye Zhiguo felt terrified by her gentle voice. He had lived for forty years, and he had never seen his own mother so gentle!

"Lu Mo, do you like braised or steamed?"

"It's okay, Qingqing said that Grandma Ye is good at cooking, no matter how you cook it, it's delicious." Lu Mo said with a smile, getting a big white eye from Ye Qingqing next to her.

When did she say such a heartless thing?

The old lady's cooking skills... In my conscience, it's really not that good!

Lu Mo lowered his head, patted her on the head lightly, and sent a warning look, hoping that this girl won't be a moth!

Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes again, she is not a puppy, hum!

The old lady was coaxed by Lu Mo and smiled. She raised the plucked chicken and roared imposingly, "Then it's steamed. It's nutritious and authentic. I'll give you the chicken juice later."

Ye Zhiguo looked at the old lady in surprise, what happened to his old lady?

You've only met Lu Mo once, and you're so good to Lu Mo, even willing to give chicken juice?

In the past, when steaming chickens, ducks and geese at home, there were not many strong and fragrant soups, and I could only get one bowl. It is said that the essence of a chicken is in the juice. The old lady usually drinks it for her grandson, and she is reluctant to take a sip.