"Cough cough cough..." Ye Qiqi coughed even harder, "Grandpa, you are too relatable, aren't you?"
"Then... isn't it??" Ye Zhen turned to Mo Hanqing with a confused expression, and said in a low voice: "Then why don't you let my Qiqi girl eat something cold?"
"She..." Mo Hanqing's voice paused, and then said calmly: "She's menstruating..."
“…”
Ye Zhen stopped talking for a moment.
"Ahem, you are not allowed to eat cold food these days, you know?" Mo Hanqing poured a cup of hot tea for Ye Qiqi, and then warned her in a gentle voice.
"I see..." Ye Qiqi blushed, feeling a little embarrassed. After all, discussing this kind of thing in front of grandpa... was still a bit...
Ye Zhen was silent for a while, then raised her head and asked Ye Qiqi: "So, you are not pregnant yet?"
"Well..." Ye Qiqi looked at her grandfather with an embarrassed expression.
Ye Zhen frowned, turned to Mo Hanqing and said seriously: "Han Qing, you two have been married for a while, why is there still no movement in Qiqi's stomach?? I'm quite old now. Yes, you have worked hard so that I can have my great-grandson in my lifetime."
Mo Hanqing looked at Ye Zhen with a smile on his face and said, "Yes, I know this, I will definitely work hard."
"There is Qiqi." Ye Zhen turned around, looked at her with a serious expression and said: "You are already married, so don't fly around every day. If you get pregnant at some time, you We are hunting and killing people all day long, what should I do if I don’t pay attention and get lost again??”
"Uh..." Ye Qiqi twitched the corner of his mouth, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"Qiqi..." Ye Zhen reached out and patted Ye Qiqi on the shoulder, and said to her with a serious expression: "You are not young anymore. You are already fourteen after the New Year. Grandpa was as old as you back then. By that time, my son was already one month old."
"Well… "
"Han Qing has celebrated the New Year, he should be eighteen years old, right?" Ye Zhen turned to look at Mo Hanqing and continued: "When grandpa was as old as him, he already had several children, Qiqi, you I have to give Grandpa some air!!"
"No, grandpa..." Ye Qiqi reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "Weren't we just discussing my father and your mother? Why did it shift to me in the blink of an eye? coming?"
"What's there to discuss about that brat??" When Ye Zhen heard Ye Qiqi mention her son, she rolled her eyes and said, "He doesn't have a good relationship with me, why should I worry about him? You didn’t notify me of important events like your wedding, and I haven’t even settled the accounts with him yet!!”
"But grandpa..."
"Qiqi, grandpa likes you the most. When grandpa saw you for the first time eight years ago, he felt that you were destined for me. Now, grandpa only cares about you. Come here, come here, eat more. Look at your little body, you are thin and short, eat more, eat fatter, and then you will give birth to a big fat great-grandson for grandpa to hold!" Ye Zhen said to Ye Qiqi with a smile and kept going Vegetables in her bowl.
"Grandpa..." Ye Qiqi looked at the mountains of rice bowls that he had piled up in an instant, and wondered whether he should laugh or cry: "You've got too many, right?"