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Although it was just simple noodles, the couple ate it all up.

He even finished the soup in the bowl.

Since he couldn't help with cooking, he naturally couldn't ignore the dishwashing job, so Feng Xuesong volunteered to go to the kitchen.

It was his first time washing dishes, and he was a little flustered, even breaking a bowl in his panic.

The "click" sound was a bit harsh, and Feng Xuesong's back visibly stiffened for a moment. Fortunately, the people in the living room didn't seem to hear it. He hurriedly cleaned up the mess and came out pretending nothing had happened.

Feng Xuesong's face became a little hot, and he praised uncomfortably: "It's delicious, thank you, Qingyue."

Ling Qingyue sat on the sofa and smiled faintly, "Didn't you say you were going to look for Xiaoyu tomorrow? You can't go empty-handed. As elders, we always have to bring something."

Feng Xuesong walked over and sat down, musing, "Under the current situation, we can't be too extreme. Just treat it like visiting relatives in an ordinary family, and just bring some cakes."

"Wouldn't it be too shabby to just take pastries? After all, this is your first formal meeting." Ling Qingyue asked hesitantly.

"What's so shabby about it?" Feng Xuesong adjusted his silver-rimmed glasses and said nonchalantly, "If I give her something good now, that would be harming her."

Just as the couple were chatting, Feng Pingting and her brother came back after having dinner outside.

Both the brother and sister looked unhappy.

Feng Pingting is old and still knows how to restrain herself, but Feng Chengan's mouth is so pouty that you could hang a bottle of oil on it.

Feng Xuesong and Ling Qingyue looked at each other and knew that the brother and sister must have had another quarrel.

"What's wrong? Feng Cheng'an, did you make your sister angry again?" Feng Xuesong did not hide his partiality at all and directly questioned his son.

Feng Chengan immediately retorted unconvincedly: "Humph! It's not me who caused the trouble! It's my sister who insisted on going..."

"Feng Cheng'an!"

Feng Pingting hurriedly interrupted him for fear that her brother would tell others what happened today.

"Dad, you misunderstood. My brother didn't make me angry. It's...it's because the chef of the state-owned restaurant made the dishes too salty today. We were not happy with the meal, so we look unhappy." Feng Pingting made up a random explanation in a panic.

After saying this, she narrowed her eyes and glared at her brother threateningly.

You don't want pocket money anymore, right?

Feng Cheng'an choked, but finally gave in and didn't tell anyone about his sister's plan to look for Chen Zenian.

"Is that so? Feng Cheng'an." Feng Xuesong looked at his son and asked again.

"That's it. My sister insisted on causing trouble for the cook, but I didn't let her go, so she was a little unhappy."

Hearing Feng Chengan say this, the heavy stone in Feng Pingting's heart finally fell to the ground.

Fortunately, this girl is smart, otherwise her father would definitely be angry if he knew that she wanted to find Brother Zenian.

In fact, there was a reason why she wanted to find Chen Zenian this time.

She wanted to know what Brother Zenian and Dad talked about during the day.

Ever since he left, Dad has been very wrong.

But unfortunately, there was the little spy Feng Chengan, who would not let her go to find Chen Zenian no matter what.

She couldn't just abandon her brother on the street, so she ended up going home angrily.

"Look at you two. You can get so mad over such a small matter. Come here, let mommy wipe the sweat off your head."

Ling Qingyue nodded at the siblings respectively, then waved to her son with eyes full of love.

Feng Cheng'an snuggled in Ling Qingyue's arms, humming and acting coquettishly towards her.

Feng Xuesong couldn't stand his spineless and flattering appearance, but thinking that he had just quarreled with his wife today, it was not appropriate to have another conflict at this time. So he didn't say anything.

When a family of four stays together, the atmosphere is naturally warm and happy.

In particular, the daughter and son would quarrel from time to time, interspersed with the wife's sweet words.

Although Feng Xuesong didn't say it, it could be seen from the relaxed corners of his mouth that he was in a good mood at the moment.

"There is something I want to talk to you and your sister about." Feng Xuesong suddenly spoke.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Feng Pingting tilted her head and asked innocently.

Feng Cheng'an also climbed up from Ling Qingyue's arms, sat up straight, and looked at him seriously.

"You have a cousin who lives in Shanghai. Your mother and I are going to meet her tomorrow and invite her to our home for dinner."

"My cousin from another room? Then Dad, just bring her back. I will treat her well!" Feng Pingting said indifferently, with some excitement in her eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, she has never had any sisters except her naughty brother Feng Chengan. She envies those who have sisters.

When her cousin comes, she must establish a good relationship with her!

"Ah? Another sister!" In contrast, Feng Chengan's voice was frustrated.

In his eyes, his sister was a creature who was there to bully him.

Having more sisters means more people to look after him.

Feng Cheng'an had just finished howling when he saw his father giving him a cold look. He felt a chill on his back and immediately stopped talking.

Feng Xuesong retracted his gaze, paused, and continued: "Pingting, you have met this cousin, I hope you can get along well with her."

"Have I seen it?" Feng Pingting looked at her father in confusion.

Why doesn't she remember meeting any cousin? Their family has no relatives in Shanghai...

"Yes." Feng Xuesong nodded, a little hesitant, but finally said: "She is Ling Feng."

These words struck Feng Pingting's mind like thunder.

She didn't even know what expression to make.

She shook her head repeatedly.

“This is impossible!”

"Absolutely impossible!"

"How can she be my cousin?"

Feng Pingting almost cried out these words.

His daughter's reaction was more intense than Feng Xuesong had imagined.

Her face turned red, her eyes shot out sharp swords that could pierce people, and her whole body was like a balloon on the verge of collapse, which would burst suddenly with just a slight poke.