"What are you doing again? You haven't said anything about taking a break every day. You hit me and I hit you every day. I soiled my clothes. You two don't want to go out."

Lin Xiuqing lowered her face and patted the dirty spots on his clothes twice.

Ye Chenghu trotted over from behind and said angrily: "He said you would take him to grandma's house instead of me."

"I won't take you with me!"

"You still say that! If you say it again, I'll beat you up!"

The couple looked at the two brothers with cross-eyed eyes with black lines on their heads. Ye Yaodong suddenly didn't feel that his son was well again...

Both are debt collectors and both are guys who deserve a beating!

"Stop it. If we continue to quarrel and fight, neither of you should go. Your mother and I will ride our bicycles by ourselves. Go and come back quickly. Don't worry, it will save you trouble."

"No, I'm going."

"I'm going too!"

"Shut up and go wash your hands and eat."

"Hmph~"

"Hmph~"

The two brothers turned their heads away from each other.

The old lady packed bowls of seafood porridge and put them on the table to cool. Then she stood aside and watched happily, "If you quarrel and fight now, you will be the same person again later."

"Ignore them, let's all eat first." Ye Yaodong sat down first, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite, "Seafood porridge is still delicious, better than sweet potato porridge."

"Of course, it took me a long time to skin it, and it took a lot of effort to get that small bowl of meat. It's not delicious to make porridge. Eat more, warm up your body, and you won't feel cold when you ride on the bike."

"Well, I think it's because of your good craftsmanship. It's very thick and delicious."

The two boys also felt that seafood porridge was more delicious than white porridge and sweet potato porridge, and they were very enthusiastic about it.

"The porridge cooked by my aunt is more delicious and more flavorful than that cooked by my mother."

"Well, what A Tai cooks is the most delicious."

The old lady was so happy that they coaxed her.

"If it tastes good, eat more. I'll ask your father to keep some fresh ones for peeling in the evening and cook them tomorrow. The fresh ones are better for making porridge."

Lin Xiuqing remained silent on the sidelines, which meant that the old lady responded to her requests and did not find it troublesome.

How could she have the spare time to peel off the shells and flesh to cook seafood porridge? If she had the time, she might as well kill the fish. Yesterday she was afraid of wasting it.
Chapter completed!