Chapter Thirty-One

Ye Qingqing didn't care before, because Ye Hua likes to eat big fish and meat, she doesn't like it, but now...

She had to figure it out.

Who made his younger brother Ye Tong taste similar to Ye Hua!

"Snapped"

Ye Qingqing knocked on the back of Ye Hua's hand with a chopstick, Ye Hua hurriedly retracted his hand in pain, squinting eyes shot a fierce light, but Ye Qingqing stared at her coldly, and she shrank in fright and tightened her neck.

"Can't you use chopsticks? You grabbed it with your hands, do others still want to eat it? You're not educated at all!"

Ye Qingqing scolded coldly, Ye Hua didn't dare to retort even half a sentence, but Shen Yan was blushing and said with a smile, "Little Hua at home likes to eat shrimp."

She brought back these shrimps for her son to eat. Her son can eat as much as he wants. Can a little bitch manage it!

"Xiaotong also likes to eat, Aunt Shen, Ye Hua is your son, you can protect him, but Xiaotong is my younger brother, Aunt Shen, don't forget, this house is left to me and Xiaotong by my mother of."

Ye Qingqing is not polite. She is usually not too polite when talking to Shen Yanhong.

The smile on Shen Yanhong's face quickly froze, and she was so sick of nausea that she really wanted to throw all the loofah soup in front of her on this little slut.

Ye Zhiguo obviously got this house back. If it weren't for that bitch Xu Yali being quick, the names on the house book would be her and Ye Zhiguo, how could it be Ye Qingqing's turn to run the house every day!

Ye Zhiguo's face sank, and he shouted unhappily, "Qingqing, why are you talking to your Aunt Shen!"

"I'm not mistaken, this house was originally mine, you are my dad, of course it's okay to live there, outsiders... It depends on my mood!"

Ye Qingqing moved the shrimp plate in front of her, leaving none of them for Ye Hua, and while talking, peeled the shrimp for Ye Tong, Ye Tong saw the prawns she liked the most, and her eyes were bright.

Ye Zhiguo also vomited in his heart, and his bowels turned green with regret.

It was only a few days away, and in those few days, Xu Yali was very good to him, and she was obedient to the bed.

"Why is your Aunt Shen an outsider? She is the Ye family when she is married." Ye Zhiguo patiently reasoned.

Ye Qingqing glanced disdainfully at Shen Yanhong, who had an ugly face, and snorted softly, "She is marrying you, not me, and after being married for so many years, she can't even give birth to an egg."

"Dad... the neighbors in the alley say that Aunt Shen is a hen that can't lay eggs."

Ye Qingqing didn't talk nonsense. Shen Yanhong was only under 30 when she married Ye Zhiguo. She was in good health, but she didn't have children for more than ten years, so people outside would inevitably have rumors.

"You listen to what people outside say nonsense. Your aunt Shen didn't have children because of family planning. Besides, she also wants to take better care of you and Xiaotong." Under the table, Ye Zhiguo took Shen Yanhong's hand and squeezed it lightly. , Shen Yanhong felt better.

Ye Qingqing peeled four shrimps, and there were only four left on the plate. Ye Hua was anxious and shouted: "I want to eat shrimps!"

Ye Zhiguo said good things, "Qingqing, let Xiaohua eat shrimp too, he and Xiaotong are half of each other."

"No, Ye Hua led someone to bully Xiaotong today. I didn't tell you to go out and sleep on the road. It's fine, but you still want to eat shrimp? Humph!"

Ye Qingqing glared at Ye Hua fiercely, and said to Ye Zhiguo, "Dad... Who is your own son?