Chapter 660： My Lu Mo is the best

Ye Qingqing's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe it and asked, "You will be empty-handed too?"

Lu Mo's expression was still indifferent, "It's not an empty hand, it's just a bag drop."

He added, "It's easy!"

Ye Qingqing immediately adored her face, her man is the best!

But--

"Didn't Ye Zhiguo recognize you?"

"I've changed my face." Lu Mo smiled.

Ye Qingqing suddenly became interested, and kept asking, "What do you look like in Yicheng? Are you a white-haired old man? Or have you become a woman..."

Lu Mo had a thick line on his forehead, but he had no choice but to look at Ye Qingqing who kept talking with a small mouth in front of him. How many martial arts did he watch?

"It's just a simple make-up, hurry up and do your homework, and ask me if you don't understand!"

Lu Mo doesn't want Ye Qingqing to know what he looks like today. This girl is a face control and praises him for his good looks all day long. If he knew that he was dressed in such a wretched appearance, he didn't know how he would make fun of him!

Ye Qingqing flattened her mouth in disappointment, her curiosity grew stronger and stronger, she turned around and asked Ye Zhiguo who he met in the hospital today!

Thinking of being able to watch the big play in two days, Ye Qingqing's eyes are sparkling, her heart is full of excitement, and she can't wait for the time to pass faster!

After dinner at Lu's house, Lu Mo sent Ye Qingqing home as usual, with a lingering farewell kiss as usual, before Ye Qingqing entered the yard reluctantly.

Ye Zhiguo and the old lady were both eating, and Shen Yanhong and Ye Hua were also there. The table was the same food and two dishes.

A bowl of braised pork that has been steamed countless times, a bowl of green vegetables, and a bowl of fried tofu with pickled vegetables.

Since the weather became cooler, these three dishes have always been on the Ye family's table, and occasionally there will be some small changes, dried tofu becomes tofu, green vegetables become cabbage, or some dried bamboo shoots are added to the braised pork.

Ye Hua's chopsticks quietly reached out to the braised pork, even though this bowl of braised pork had been steamed countless times, there were only a few pieces of fat, and the steamed soft and rotten, looking unappetizing.

But it is meat anyway, and it is also a strong temptation for Ye Hua, who has not eaten a bit of meat for more than half a month.

"Snapped!"

The old lady knocked on it with a chopstick, and two red marks were swollen on the back of Ye Hua's hand. Ye Hua was so frightened that she retracted her hand, but her eyes were still staring at the braised pork. She ate dried tofu and pickles every day. The oil is too salty, and when he eats it, he now vomits sour water when he sees the dried tofu.

"If you want to eat meat, ask your mother to buy it. My family doesn't raise outsiders!"

The old lady scolded the past fiercely She heard Ye Qingqing's words two days ago and asked Shen Yanhong for living expenses, but no matter how coercive she was, Shen Yanhong refused to take out a penny, and she looked dead. Pigs are not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. The old lady can't do anything about her. She can't really kill this saucy widow!

The old lady who was suffocating her stomach was now catching the fire and scolding Ye Hua, and then moved the braised pork plate in front of Ye Zhiguo.

"Zhiguo, you eat more meat, now you are the main labor of the family, and the whole family is pointing to you to raise it!"

The old lady pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, and the knife couldn't stop gouging out at Shen Yan.

But Shen Yanhong's expression was indifferent, she watched her nose and nose and her heart, and ate slowly, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

The old lady hit the cotton with her fist, she was angry and annoyed, she couldn't do anything about Shen Yanhong.

Ye Zhiguo disregarded the old lady's white eyes, and put the braised pork on the plate into Ye Hua's bowl. His son is a relative, so of course he can't treat him badly.

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