Girls' emotions come and go quickly.

She cried for a while, then wiped away her tears and resumed her usual calm and innocent expression, her facial features seemingly frozen in place.

"Sometimes I really don't know how to describe your character setting." Wen Mo said helplessly, rubbing his forehead. He was crying so hard just now, but now he's back to normal.

After hugging for a long time, the hot water in the basin had cooled down considerably. Fortunately, Wen Mo had already washed his face. He hung up a towel, poured out the remaining water, and pushed Xia Lian back to the living room.

With nothing to do, the two children grabbed the remote, turned on the TV, and randomly changed a channel.

I guess Mom had just watched TV last time, and this time it was showing a historical romance drama that she hadn't finished watching yet.

"You feel a little better after crying, right?"

"I want to go and help."

"No, they're chatting in the kitchen while they're cooking. They're probably talking about us right now." Wen Mo peeked into the kitchen and could just hear his and Lian Bao's names.

They're probably talking about that incident again.

It's all thanks to Lianbao; thankfully she was there earlier, otherwise my father might have pulled out his belt and given his own son a hard time.

Hearing the sound of dumplings being put into the pot, Wen Mo thought for a moment, then got up, patted his bottom, and led Xia Lian to the kitchen doorway to look inside. "Um, call us when they're done cooking, and we'll come and help carry them out."

"You two just need to eat, and have your dad take it over."

Su Juan smiled and waved her hand, sending the two away. Then she turned her head and gave them a knowing look. "See? These two are trying to curry favor. Can you tell?"

Wen Yiquan gripped the spatula and stirred the dumplings in the pot to prevent them from sticking and breaking, muttering to himself, "I understand now, but it's probably that kid Wen Mo's idea again."

"Keep pretending, I'm not going to bother with you anymore."

Su Juan snorted unhappily, gave him a half-resentful glare, scooped the dumplings from the pot into a plate, and called out, "You two, come and get them. Your dad doesn't want to, he's getting arrogant again."

"Who's being arrogant...!"

"I wasn't talking to you, go ahead and cook." Su Juan rolled her eyes. Then two more figures squeezed in from outside. Wen Mo smiled and picked up a plate and walked out without saying anything, only giving Xia Lian a look.

Xia Lian nodded knowingly, picked up the plate from her aunt's hand, and said softly, "I'll help, Auntie."

"Oh, thank you so much, girl!"

Su Juan laughed so hard her eyes were almost closed. She gently patted the girl's head twice, then turned to look at Wen Yiquan, who was still cooking dumplings, and said unhappily, "Even this little girl has more temper than you, and she's cuter than you."

"What am I, a grown man, comparing myself to a little girl..." Wen Yiquan retorted weakly.

Xia Lian didn't rush to leave, but instead said earnestly and timidly, "Auntie, please don't talk about Uncle, okay...?"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more about him. Let's not stoop to his level," Su Juan said with a smile.

When Xia Lian returned to the living room with the dumplings, Su Juan patted her husband on the back with a sigh, "Look at her, and then look at yourself."

"After all, I'm the one who picked her up, so she'll definitely feel more sorry for me!" Wen Yiquan straightened up, feeling quite pleased. That last bit of coaxing had indeed made him feel good.

You know what, daughters and sons are just different.

When Wenmo was a child, he was like a monkey. He would be bored if he didn't cause trouble every day. He was silly and foolish all the time. Every few days, his homeroom teacher would call to say that he had caused trouble at school again.

Xia Lian gives off the feeling of a very natural girl next door, speaking softly and gently, always making people feel particularly sorry for her.

Once all the dumplings were on the table, the whole family gathered around the steaming dumplings and started eating.

Wen Mo picked up a dumpling, blew on it twice, stuffed it into his mouth, and exclaimed, "Wow—this little dumpling tastes really good!"

Dumplings are one of those foods that are hard to make badly. Basically, if the filling tastes good, the dumplings will taste good too.

Watching Xia Lian pick up a dumpling, Wen Mo reminded her, "Don't eat it too fast like last time. Blow on it a couple of times like I do before you eat it."

"Um."

Xia Lian nodded, tried to blow on it to cool it down before eating it. The warm temperature instantly warmed her body, making her feel cozy in the cold weather.

Su Juan didn't rush to eat, but instead asked with a smile, "How does it taste?"

"Delicious." Xia Lian nodded, her expression revealing undisguised satisfaction.

"Eat as much as you like, you have to eat your fill."

Su Juan smiled gently and poured more dumplings from the plate into Xia Lian's bowl. Neither of the two men in the family had any objections; they just hoped the child would eat more.

The whole family's goodwill was directed towards this new girl. For a sensitive little girl, the greatest acceptance was not comforting her about past events, but truly letting her integrate into the family.

Looking at the half-eaten dumplings, Xia Lian suddenly stopped eating.

"Xiao Lian, why aren't you eating?" Su Juan asked, puzzled.

Xia Lian didn't speak, shook her head, and after eating the next dumpling, a slight smile appeared on her lips, a faint smile that everyone at the table could see.

Wen Yiquan covered his mouth and touched Su Juan's arm.

"He laughed."

"I saw it, that girl has such a beautiful smile!"

Wen Mo watched the old couple whispering, outwardly remaining silent, but inwardly he was secretly delighted.

See that?

My girlfriend is so cute!

Xia Lian didn't finish eating the whole pot of dumplings until they had eaten a large pot of dumplings.

Wen Mo witnessed the whole thing, his lips trembling slightly.

This girl is eating more and more! When we first met, she could only eat one hamburger, but now she can eat a whole plate of dumplings.

"Mom, Dad, if there's nothing else, we'll be going now."

After the meal, Wen Mo called out and led Xia Lian to the entrance to put on her shoes.

"How about we stay another night?" Su Juan asked.

"No, I still have to feed the cat at home, and besides, I have to go to class tomorrow." Wen Mo waved his hand with a smile, "I'm going to the bathroom, wait a bit."

"So impulsive," Wen Yiquan said with a laugh.

When Wenmo went into the bathroom, only three people remained in the entryway.

Xia Lian lowered her head, her expression somewhat timid, as if she had something to say.

Looking at Xia Lian's drooping head, Su Juan leaned closer and rubbed her face, smiling as she said, "Xiao Lian, you can tell us anything you want to say, and your uncle and aunt will help you solve it."

To everyone's surprise, Xia Lian shook her head. Seeing Wen Mo enter the restroom, she wrapped her small hands around Su Juan's back, leaned against her chest, slightly raised her head, stared intently at Su Juan, and timidly said:

"Auntie and Uncle, please... don't scold Wenmo anymore, okay...?"