After Mrs. Ye scolded a few words, she sat on the chair and wept loudly, in a cadence, just like singing a lament at a funeral, which was very interesting.
"Mum, what are you doing? Stop crying... Others want to see jokes..."
Ye Zhiguo's head swung three times, full of helplessness, and was very dissatisfied with Shen Yanhong.
After all, it's his old lady, even if it goes too far, it's enough to say it properly, how can you shake your face!
"Just watch jokes... I can't live anymore. I'm afraid that others will see jokes. You've found a great wife..."
Old Madam Ye beat her chest and feet, her face full of hopelessness and tears.
Shen Yanhong fry eggs expressionlessly in the kitchen, her face gloomy as water, but her hands are orderly, frying four eggs.
She and Ye Zhiguo, Ye Lan sister and brother, happened to be one by one.
Shen Yanhong came out holding the plate containing the four golden poached eggs, still expressionless, and divided the four eggs. Old Madam Ye, Ye Qingqing and Ye Tong did not.
"What are you doing? Why are you only frying four?" Ye Zhiguo sank his face.
"I don't want to fry it anymore. Whoever wants to eat it can fry it by himself."
Shen Yanhong replied angrily and lowered her head to eat. At this moment, she didn't want to pretend to be a good wife and good mother at all, she just wanted to vent her anger and let this dead old woman and that dead girl look at her. She was not out of temper.
"Grandma, look, she finally shows her true colors!" Ye Qingqing was secretly happy.
Ye Zhiguo's face darkened, and he reprimanded: "Qingqing...don't make a fool of yourself!"
"What's wrong with Qingqing, your wife is showing a fox's tail... Xiaotong can't stand it, even an old woman like me can't stand it now, Zhiguo, if you want to recognize me as a mother, take this widow who can't lay eggs. Break up, Mom will marry you a big girl with a yellow flower!"
Old Madam Ye pointed at Shen Yanhong and cursed, this kind of woman who doesn't lay eggs should be driven out as soon as possible, along with those two pesky oil bottles!
With her son's good conditions, she can definitely find a big girl with a round breast and a round butt, and then give her a grandson.
Shen Yanhong replied angrily, "I have a son and a daughter, so why can't I lay eggs? If you didn't do it too much, I would make trouble?"
The old lady looked at her with contempt, "The eggs you lay are wild. You have been married for so many years and never gave birth. You still have the face to make trouble?"
"Who said my child is a wild...my family..." Shen Yanhong blurted out, but was interrupted by Ye Zhiguo, "Shut up, it's endless, let's cook some meat dishes!"
Shen Yanhong was caught by Ye Zhiguo's gloomy eyes, her back was shivering, as if a basin of ice water had been poured over, she calmed down immediately, and she was afraid for a while.
How could she not hold back?
In case Ye Zhiguo gets angry...will she be like Xu Yali...
Shen Yanhong's back was sweating more and she obediently went to the kitchen to cook. Ye Lan, who was looking forward to it, was extremely disappointed. This was the case every time, her father always interrupted her mother at critical moments.
Why is my father unwilling to admit her and Ye Hua's identities?
If grandma knew the truth, she would definitely not call them trolling, nor would she treat her as harshly as now!
Ye Qingqing looked at Ye Zhiguo suspiciously. When she heard Shen Yanhong's tone just now, she seemed to want to say that her child was either a wild one, or a wild one, or a kiss.
This matter must be clarified. It should be possible to test the paternity by now. Ye Qingqing couldn't figure it out, so she decided to go to the hospital to ask. If the test can be done, you can pull Ye Hua and Ye Zhiguo's hair for the test.