The goddess of the hundred stars

Chapter 110 Paper Tiger
This granddaughter-in-law is a paper tiger.

In the dim and narrow room, Qi Ye sat quietly on the bed, feeling the warmth in the small room, and looking at the frost on the small piece of glass on the window due to the cold.

Marriage is a stage of life that I have hated since I was sensible.

I saw the heartlessness of my father, the despair of my mother, and the pressure, pain and helplessness in my heart.

Then she grew up and understood.

Most people are 3-minute hot, not to mention using a marriage certificate to bind a person to be loyal to another person for decades.

That is an impossible thing to realize. After seeing through many things, there is no extravagant hope.

It's just that I didn't expect that I, who had clearly seen through the essence of marriage, would be surprisingly moved when I heard Lan Shu's words.

"Have you eaten yet? I'm starving to death on the mountain, come wash your hands and eat!" Lan Qingmei shouted loudly from the kitchen to Qi Ye in the back room.

Qi Ye regained his composure and walked out of the room, looking at a pot of hot porridge and a few small plates of side dishes on the round table.

Lan Qingmei's face was full of smiles, and she was standing and scooping porridge into the bowl with a spoon.

Qi Ye put his hand on his already hungry belly, rubbed it lightly, and sat down at the table.

"I'm good at making porridge. When I was young, people called me rice porridge Xishi, try my skills." Lan Qingmei proudly placed the porridge in her hand in front of Qi Ye.

Qi Ye stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon. The porridge made by Lan Qingmei was thicker, and as soon as he stirred it, the aroma of the porridge radiated from the bowl.

"You old lady is so immodest." Qi Ye took the spoon and blew gently, then put the spoon into his mouth.

A mouthful of hot porridge flowed down the esophagus into the stomach, and a warm current rushed through the whole body.

"Formidable people don't need to be humble." Lan Qingmei said with a smile while drinking porridge.

Qi Ye took two bites and put down his spoon, looking at Lan Qingmei, "Clean up tomorrow, I'll take you to live in the city."

Lan Qingmei, who was drinking porridge, paused slightly when she heard Qi Ye's words, and then said without thinking, "No."

Qi Ye frowned, "Why don't you go?"

Lan Qingmei put down the spoon and looked at the rice grains in the bowl that were shining brightly under the light, "I'm too old to adapt to the life in your city. Besides, the neighbors, I can talk to them when I have nothing to do. When I get to the city Where are the neighbors?"

"Besides, Lan Shu goes to school there, and I have no place to live when I go, which will also increase the burden."

"My mother passed away." Qi Ye said in a low voice.

The old lady looked at Qi Ye in bewilderment, not understanding why she suddenly said this.

"She worked so hard to feed me. She was exhausted in the end." Qi Ye's eyelashes trembled slightly, with a ridiculous smile on his face.

"She wanted me to live a good life, but she never knew that the most important thing in a good life is to be happy and happy."

"Even if we live in the basement of a small supermarket, we can only eat steamed buns and pickles every day."

"That's a good life, too."

After Qi Ye finished speaking, he smiled and looked up at Lan Qingmei, "I know you are worried that Lan Shu is under too much pressure."

"He is working desperately now, hoping to give you a happy old age. But things are impermanent, in case of setbacks, in case his way of making money is not so smooth."

"And you are getting old, he can't accompany you in the last good time of your life, I think it will be his last regret."

(End of this chapter)