On the Gu family's side, Mrs. Gu and Mrs. Ye sat opposite each other, staring at each other, Mrs. Gu originally wanted to go back, but she felt that if she left, she would lose to Mrs. Ye in terms of momentum, maybe Mrs. Ye still felt that she was afraid of her.

So Mrs. Gu didn't leave.

Gu Weixuan thought that Mrs. Gu had left, but when she came back and saw the two old ladies fighting each other, the corners of her mouth twitched.

"Grandma, have you eaten?" Gu Weixuan asked Mrs. Ye.

"I've eaten it, but you haven't eaten it yet." Mrs. Ye hurriedly stood up, "Grandma is going to cook it for you." ”

As soon as Mrs. Gu saw Mrs. Ye's familiar movements, she immediately sneered, "In-laws, I'm still sitting here, you really don't treat yourself as an outsider." ”

"What's wrong with me cooking for my granddaughter, you don't love my granddaughter, I love my granddaughter." Mrs. Ye snorted lightly.

Gu Weixuan couldn't really keep Mrs. Ye busy, so she said at the moment: "Grandma, sit down, I'll just come by myself." ”

Gu Weixuan didn't feel hungry before, but now she is hungry, but there is no porridge in the pot.

This time Gu Weixuan still cooked porridge, but it was white porridge, she took out dried radish from a small crockpot, which was pickled by her mother, and usually scrambled eggs, or garlic fried are very fragrant, and it is more delicious to send porridge to eat.

Gu Weixuan put the dried radish fried with garlic on the table, served a bowl of white porridge to Mrs. Ye, and asked Mrs. Gu if she wanted it.

Mrs. Gu had just eaten three bowls of sweet potato porridge, and her stomach was full, but seeing that Mrs. Ye was sitting and eating, she was naturally not far behind.

So the first time the three of them sat at the same table to eat, Mrs. Ye felt that her granddaughter's craftsmanship was good, and it was obviously a white porridge that she ate every day, and she could eat it delicious without sending vegetables.

Mrs. Ye has a good appetite, but Mrs. Gu will not taste it, she has eaten it and can't eat it anymore, but wasting food in this era is a great crime, they have all experienced famine and lived a hard life, Mrs. Gu looked at the half bowl of porridge in the bowl, or a big bowl that she scooped by herself, her face was complicated and difficult to argue.

Looking at Mrs. Gu's constipated face, Gu Weixuan remained silent, eating what should be eaten and drinking what should be drunk.

Mrs. Gu had eaten three bowls of porridge before, but now it is the fourth bowl, and she can't eat half a bowl, and Gu Weixuan can guess it.

However, she didn't sympathize with Mrs. Gu, this was Mrs. Gu's own porridge, and it was still a big bowl, as if she was afraid of losing to Mrs. Ye.

Gu Weixuan felt that Mrs. Gu's temperament was simply amazing.

Mrs. Ye didn't know why, so she said to Mrs. Gu: "My family, why don't you eat it, the porridge cooked by Wei Xuan is delicious, very fragrant and sweet, and the dried radish is also crispy and delicious." ”

After Mrs. Ye finished eating a bowl, she didn't add it anymore.

Mrs. Gu's face was ugly, her stomach was full, but her eyes were not full, could she not be embarrassed.

Gu Weixuan said: "If grandma can't eat it, feed it." ”

"You're used to wasting." Mrs. Gu stabbed quickly.

After the stabbing, she regretted it a little, and even embarrassed, she really couldn't eat it.

Gu Weixuan didn't say anything more, she didn't go down the steps, and she didn't pay attention to Mrs. Gu.

Crashing, Gu Weixuan ate crispy dried radish and drank white porridge, feeling that today's porridge was more delicious than in the past.

Under Mrs. Ye's gaze, Mrs. Gu gently rubbed her stomach, and Mrs. Ye felt that Mrs. Gu was greedy, and she couldn't eat it, so she scooped such a big bowl.

Isn't that a source of guilt for yourself?

The granddaughter kindly went down the stairs, and she didn't appreciate it, so Mrs. Ye took care of the old lady's play more calmly.