The old lady looked over and couldn't help but be stunned. She smiled and said, "Of course not. I was not so beautiful when I was young. She was my cousin and she has been a beauty since she was a child."

"You are also a beauty now, and you sisters are all beautiful women." Ye Qingqing sincerely praised.

Although the old lady was covered in silver hair and had wrinkles on her face, her graceful, luxurious, dignified and generous temperament became stronger and stronger as time went by. Her style was by no means comparable to those so-called socialites now.

The old lady and her cousin are the real celebrity style!

"Hahahaha, the little girl is so sweet-mouthed. I was able to live with me when I was young, but my cousin is a famous beauty. She also likes to wear red skirts, just like you." The old lady was sleepy, but when she talked about her cousin, she suddenly became energetic.

Ye Qingqing was embarrassed, "I am not as beautiful as your cousin. She is as delicate as she is. I am just a wild girl."

The girl in the photo is obviously a lady who has been pampered since childhood. She has delicate facial features and noble temperament, as if she is inserted into a crystal bottle and flowers that are about to bloom, which is pity.

Although she is barely considered a beauty, she can only be a wild flower fluttering in the wind on the hillside!

The old lady sighed and said sadly: "The wild girl is good, and the girl must be wild, so that she will not be bullied. You are very good, girl, don't learn the style of a lady!"

If Nianci had half the strength and wildness of a Qingqing girl, her life... might be much smoother, and she would not have a bad life and would not have a good end!

Ye Qingqing was stunned for a moment. She felt the old lady's deep sadness. She could guess without asking that the beautiful girl in the photo must have been in a bad life, and she might even be no longer alive!

"I can't learn it even if I want to learn it. The lady likes to play the piano, listen to poems and appreciate flowers. I like to eat meat and count money. She is a very vulgar person, hahahaha..."

Ye Qingqing teased herself, amused the old lady and laughed, "I also like to eat meat and count money. This is how you can be interesting. Playing the piano, chanting poetry and appreciating flowers cannot be eaten as a meal!"

"Yes, if I have money, I will buy meat and save it to buy a house when I have too much money. My goal is to be a landlady, count the money and get cramps in my hands!"

Ye Qingqing said seriously, and the old lady burst into tears. Xiao Li hurriedly hit her back and shoulders, for fear that the old lady would choke.

But Xiao Li was very happy. The old lady hadn't laughed so happily for a long time. Miss Ye still had a way, and she made the old lady so happy as soon as she came.

Lu Mo's lips raised slightly, and there was a warmth in his eyes.

No matter where this girl is, she is the source of joy and can always bring joy to others, just like a pistachio.

Ye Qingqing sent Lu Mo home, but she didn't even have lunch, so she hurried home with Ye Tong and moved her household registration in the afternoon!

There was one more lunch at the Lu family, and it was Lu Mo's good brother He Weishao.

He Weishao is a medium-sized person, half a head shorter than Lu Mo, has a thin body, is quite handsome, always has a warm smile on his face, and is also very eloquent. He Weishao can chat with others when he meets strangers for the first time, and then dig out the eighteen generations of his ancestors.

"Where is your little wife? Didn't you say you are here every day? I've been here several times and haven't seen it for a while. Are you trying to hide from me?"
Chapter completed!