Chapter 872 My Daughter-in-Law Is Pretty, Isn't She?

Yan Qingsi was originally prepared to say hello to each other, but suddenly she couldn't say it.

it is true?

Is it alive?

What the hell is this?

Yan Qingsi turned to look at Yue Tingfeng, who was also confused. Looking at Madam Yue, she had not yet recovered from the shock of being ignored by her mother.

Mr. Su also stared closely at Yan Qingsi's face. When she came this time, she thought that the elderly would not like girls with heavy makeup, so she just put on some skin care products and sunscreen, and didn't even put on light makeup.

However, this more primitive appearance is more and more similar to the person in the photo decades ago.

There are similar faces in this world, but it is unimaginable that they are so similar.

Yan Qingsi was so shocked by the sight that she said, "That...that Su...Mrs. Su, you...what did you say?"

Su Xiaosan stepped forward to save the situation: "Grandma, should Auntie and the others go in and rest first?"

Only then did Mrs. Su react, "Ahem... I'm a little excited to see you look very similar to my old friend. Come on in first, you are all tired from the journey."

Then, he dragged Yan Qingsi into the Su family's living room.

Yan Qingsi had a feeling and finally understood the origin of Mrs. Yue's temper.

Also, Mrs. Su is in great shape and very strong.

She said to Yan Qingsi: "Sit down, sit down..."

Yue Tingfeng sat next to Yan Qingsi. This old lady's change in Yan Qingsi was too fast. Is it just because Qingsi looked like her old friend?

Mrs. Yue said to Mrs. Su: "Mom, my daughter-in-law is beautiful."

Mrs. Su nodded: "Beautiful, very beautiful..."

She kept staring at Yan Qingsi's face. No matter how she looked at it, the face and profile looked very similar. Finally, she couldn't help it, and asked: "You... you have always been from Luo City. So are your parents?"

Yan Qingsi nodded: "Yes, they are all. When I was a child, I lived in the countryside around Luocheng. My parents are both from Luocheng."

Old Mrs. Su asked again; "Then has your mother told you anything about her childhood before? For example... before she was 5 years old..."

Yan Qingsi's face was calm, her hands tightened, and she said: "My mother passed away very early. When she died, I was 8 years old. She never told me what happened when she was a child. When she was a child, her family was poor. It’s a lot of suffering and there’s no fun to be had.”

Old Mrs. Su was a little disappointed and asked again: "Then your mother and you..."

Mrs. Yue couldn't stand listening anymore: "Mom, what are you doing, checking the household registration? If you do this, I'm not happy. I didn't even drink a sip of water when I arrived. We are guests after all. Do you treat guests like this?" "

Only then did Mrs. Su react. Although she saw that Yan Qingsi's face was not angry, her calm and indifferent face showed that she obviously... didn't like her question.

Mr. Su glanced at his wife and asked too anxiously.

Old Mrs. Su was a little embarrassed, "Oh, I forgot all about it when I was so happy. The mistress asked someone to serve tea quickly..."

Mr. Su said to Yan Qingsi: "Tingfeng's grandma was just a little excited when she saw you. She didn't mean anything else by asking these questions. Don't worry...I asked you to come this time just because I wanted to meet you. If you get married in the future, Tingfeng, you have to come and go often. Let’s get to know each other first. This is... a little thought from us two old guys. We can’t keep up with the current situation. You may not like what we pick. "