Lin Shufang looks much younger than last year, looks very good, at most she is in her early forties, with no worries between her eyebrows and eyes, only satisfaction and happiness.

"Qingqing is here, you haven't been here for a long time. I've made your favorite steamed pork with steamed pork. Eat more later. Look at your chin, don't learn from others to lose weight. Girls will be convinced if they are more round..."

Lin Shufang saw that Ye Qingqing was so intimate that she was even more intimate than her daughter. The two men and women sitting there exchanged their eyes and were very curious about Ye Qingqing's identity.

Lu Mo had not come back yet, and only the old man and Lin Shufang were there at home, and there were two guests. Lu Mo had already bought a new villa and was all renovated and could move in at any time. However, the old man was unwilling to do so. He couldn't bear to leave his old friends in the courtyard, saying that at his age, he would be less together every day, and he didn't know how many days he could get together, so he would cherish the time he lived together.

The old man refused to move, and of course Lin Shufang would not move either. Her parents had long passed away. The old man was as with her as her biological father. In addition, she was old, so she was not assured that the old man lived alone, so she simply lived with the old man in the courtyard. In fact, she couldn't bear to leave the courtyard. After decades of relationship, she could not move just by moving.

"Cousin, is this handsome girl Amo's target?" the middle-aged woman spoke out.

This woman was wearing a silver-gray suit with khaki, a white shirt inside, and a Western straight-leg pants of the same color underneath. This suit was popular in Pingjiang twenty years ago. Professional women aged 20 to 60 like to wear it like this. Just like the professional suits in later generations, they immediately look more energetic when worn, reflecting the professional women's style in the new era.

But now there are no women in Pingjiang City who wear this kind of clothes. It's so rustic. There are many foreign-funded enterprises in the city. The standard configuration of professional women is that they all have short suits, short skirts, flesh-colored stockings, and high heels, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

Even in the twelfth month of winter, I have to wear this way, because I go to and from get off work and go out to work, have air conditioners in the office and home, and have constant temperature all year round. This way, I am a real white-collar worker.

Even ordinary female employees in the office can't wear such rustic clothes.

Therefore, the middle-aged woman's outfit is obviously not a local from Pingjiang. Since her name is Lin Shufang's cousin, she is from her hometown. She is two or three hours away from Pingjiang, and Chang County next to Mrs. Zou's hometown Sheng County.

Ye Qingqing didn't have a good first impression of the couple. The man was fine, with an honest face, and he probably had no opinion. But this kind of man is also quite hateful. He has no responsibility when encountering things, has a soft ear, and his face makes his eyes angry.

Women have high cheekbones, sharp chin, hanging eyebrows, triangular eyes, and look a bit like Yue Hongxia. Ye Qingqing always feels sharp-tongued and sharp-mouthed in women with this face.

Speaking of Yue Hongxia and Lu Jiangang, they have been quiet recently. Lu Qingquan was sent to prison by the old man and sentenced to ten years. However, because he had a dirty disease, he was isolated and detained, and was often bullied. No matter where he was, people with dirty diseases would be discriminated against.

The proud son became this shit. Yue Hongxia and his wife's tails were tightly clamped, and they didn't dare to come to the courtyard, for fear of being embarrassed when they saw acquaintances. Lin Shufang and the old man's ears were much more purified.

Although Ye Qingqing didn't like this woman, she still smiled politely. Lin Shufang smiled and said, "Yes, she is Qingqing, she looks handsome. The blessing my Amo has cultivated in her eight lifetimes."
Chapter completed!