The heat wave was rolling, even if he stood in the shade, the heat still rolled in, mixed with the unpleasant smell of car exhaust, Ye Tong was so hot that his little fat face was flushed, Ye Qingqing felt sorry for his younger brother and bought him ice soda.

"Sister drinks ......"

Ye Tong asked Ye Qingqing to drink first, she took a small sip, the sweet and sour orange taste, the taste in her memory.

"Sister drinks, Xiaotong drink it quickly!"

Ye Qingqing was reluctant to buy another bottle, she had to save money to send Xiaotong to school, and the tuition fee was still a lot short, so she was worried to death.

Ye Tong held the glass bottle and sucked it happily, Pippi was greedy, but it was not in a hurry, no matter what good things Ye Tong ate, he only ate half of it, and the rest was all saved for it to eat, he was a good doll.

The long-distance buses entered the station one after another, and the passengers who came down one after another, waited for more than half an hour, Ye Qingqing finally saw the thin and small Mrs. Ye in a group of grizzled passengers.

Mrs. Ye was short, thin and dark, not very old, only in her early sixties, but she looked like she was seventy or eighty years old, her face was covered with spider web-like folds, her eyes were drooping, and her teeth were almost lost.

The old lady was widowed before she was thirty years old, and she raised her three sons by herself, and built a house for them to marry a wife, of course, she was not a weak little woman.

Don't look at the old lady who is only 150 centimeters tall, less than eighty pounds, but this thin body can burst out with huge energy, farm work and housework are all good hands, and the dung bucket is as tall as her, but the old lady still takes off.

However, the old lady is very popular in the village, and she is called a ghost.

Greedy, calculating, retribution, hands and feet are not clean......

Ye Qingqing felt that Xu Yuetuan was one of those who could compete with the old lady for three rounds.

For Mrs. Ye, Ye Qingqing has no feelings, but the old lady is still good to her grandson, for the sake of this affection, Ye Qingqing is willing to tolerate this old woman.

Mrs. Ye was wearing a pale cyan cardigan, black trousers, black cloth shoes, her scarce gray hair was combed into a small handful, her back was more stiff than before, and there were more folds on her face.

But the old lady's spirit was as full as ever.

It is estimated that the skill of scolding the street will not be reduced.

The old lady carried the burden in her left hand and a large basket in her right hand, which was full of greens, and looked like green vegetables from a distance, but it was already wilted.

"Grandma'......"

Ye Qingqing waved her hand while shouting, and led Ye Tong to greet her, she had just mentally built up for three minutes before she could hold back this grandma.

Old lady Ye raised her eyelids, her small and cloudy eyes were still as sharp as before, she hadn't been to the city for several years, and she didn't recognize Ye Qingqing for a while, but she recognized her grandson.

Ye Tong's appearance is somewhat similar to Ye Zhiguo when he was a child, and the old lady recognized it at a glance.

"Kiri-chan has grown so tall......"

The old lady automatically ignored Ye Qingqing, stretched out her black and thin hand, and patted Ye Tong's head gently, her smile was quite kind.

Ye Qingqing pursed her lips, mentally built up again for three seconds, and shouted loudly: "Grandma...... I'm Qingqing. ”

"I heard it, my ears are not deaf, why are you shouting so loudly." The old lady was startled and glared dissatisfied, she had already seen this girl, but she didn't want to pay attention to it.

Hmph, she looks the same as her mother, and her eyes are on fire when she sees it.

But...... Compared with Shen Yanhong, who can't lay eggs now, the old lady still misses her former daughter-in-law Xu Yali.

At least when Xu Yali was there, she never cared how much money Ye Zhiguo sent her, now Shen Yanhong is stingy, she cries poor every time she goes to the countryside, and the widow doesn't want to think about the money is her son's, what's wrong with her mother's flowers!