When they were young, both of them were very strong, so they kept silently and did not deal with each other, but now they can do it openly.
The door was pushed open directly, and Ye Li walked in.
She immediately turned around and stretched out her hand: "Slow down, the threshold is high, I will support you!"
"No need, I'm fine." Tao Lan said.
"Then be careful." Ye Li said uneasily, her hand still holding her hand and not putting it down.
Zhou Lihua slashed the kitchen knife, placed it on the cutting board, and turned to look at her daughter.
Such attentiveness! How come she never knew this daughter could be so considerate?
Really....
If it weren't for the fact that Tao Lan saved her life, she would definitely not have a good impression of him.
Hua Zhao stood up, looked at the woman next to Tao Lan, and was stunned.
She looked familiar to Tao Lan, and she looked even more familiar to this woman!
She looks so much like Mrs. Zhang!
Like her grandmother, Zhang Guilan's mother, Mrs. Zhang.
It's just that this is the younger version of Mrs. Zhang. She looks about ten years younger than Mrs. Zhang.
Looking at Tao Lan again, she found that the outline of his facial features was somewhat similar to that of Zhang Guilan. No wonder she felt that they seemed familiar.
Zhou Lihua walked out of the kitchen and greeted warmly: "Are you Teacher Tao's mother? Hello, hello, please come in."
Mrs. Tao smiled at Zhou Lihua, said nothing, and followed her into the house.
Hua Zhao came forward and exchanged pleasantries again.
Mrs. Tao kept listening with a smile on her face. She asked and said whatever she asked. She didn't take the initiative to ask questions. She didn't seem to be putting on airs, but rather introverted and nervous.
However, Zhou Lihua became more and more satisfied with her conversation. She didn't like the fact that he couldn't speak, but he was as smooth-talking and eloquent as she was.
She may not win in an argument like that!
Honest people are easy to bully... No, no, no, honest people will not bully her daughter.
Hua Zhao suddenly picked up the grapes on the table and put them into the hands of Mrs. Tao: "Try it, these are the grapes I grew in my yard. They are very sweet. Do you grow grapes in your farm?"
Mrs. Tao smiled and said smoothly: "Our inner garden doesn't produce grapes, so we won't see them easily."
Hua Zhao's eyes flashed, but he said with a smile: "Then you have a good taste."
What she said just now was in the dialect of her hometown. Although the Northeastern dialect is not serious, unlike other places where the pronunciation differs ten miles apart, they probably all have the same pronunciation in that province.
But at least it means that this old lady is also from the Northeast, not from Shu.
Her false identity is from Shu. It seems that she has nothing to do with Shu. Instead, she is a fellow villager...
She could tell just now that although she didn't always speak, she had a Northeastern accent.
I didn't expect it to be.
Hua Zhao looked at Tao Lan.
Tao Lan asked her naturally: "Why are there grapes now? How did you preserve them?"
Hua Zhao didn't say it was produced in his own yard just now, he thought it was brought from the south.
"I know, I know!" Ye Li answered her quickly: "My second sister-in-law is amazing! She actually sealed these grapes with mud and sealed them into mud cakes, one cake after another. When she wanted to eat, she would break the mud.
, the grapes inside are so fresh! They can be stored for half a year!”
"This method was actually used?" Tao Lan looked at Hua Zhao in surprise: "I only saw this method in ancient books, but I didn't expect you to try it and it was successful."
Hua Zhao smiled. She also went on a trip in her previous life and saw the vendors in Aguo selling food like this on the roadside. She tried it in this life and it worked.
She waited for Mrs. Tao to eat the grapes and when the atmosphere was good, she casually asked: "Auntie's accent is very similar to mine. Where do you come from?"