"What?"

Wen Mo was stunned. Wen Yiquan's words left him in a daze for a long time before he finally came to his senses.

"What do you mean, Dad? In what sense does it mean to not have a father?"

However, no matter how much he asked, Wen Yiquan always had an expression as if he had accidentally let something slip. Just then, the sound of a key opening the door came from the front door.

As soon as Su Juan entered the room, she saw the father and son huddled together, seemingly discussing something, and her son's gaze was unusually serious.

"Xiao Mo is back? Why didn't you tell Mom beforehand?"

Seeing this, Wen Mo did not press Wen Yiquan any further.

Upon seeing Su Juan, his expression softened considerably, and he cheerfully accepted the groceries from her hands.

"I was in such a rush that I suddenly wanted to eat your cooking, so I forgot to call and let you know." As she spoke, Wen Mo helped carry the shopping basket to the kitchen.

"This child doesn't usually come home for meals."

Su Juan playfully patted her son's head, but her expression showed she was very happy. It was rare to see him come home for a meal; she had rarely seen Wen Mo since he moved out.

The sound of spatulas clattering gradually came from the kitchen.

Listening to the sounds of his mother cooking in the kitchen and his father scrolling through videos beside him, Wenmo sat on the sofa, enjoying the warmth of home.

The atmosphere was wonderful, but it's a pity Xia Lian wasn't there. I must bring her over for a meal next time.

"Why are you the only one eating here? Where's that new girl? I haven't even met her yet," Su Juan's voice came from the kitchen.

"She went out with her classmates today. I'll bring her back to meet you next time."

Wen Mo responded casually, but was a little surprised. So her mother hadn't met Xiao Lian yet? She thought they had met before.

"Hey, Dad, how did you tell Mom about Xiaolian?" He nudged Wen Yiquan, who was scrolling through videos next to him, with his elbow and asked curiously.

"Just say whatever comes to mind. We're all relatives, we can't just ignore it. If we take her home, we'll treat her like a daughter," Wen Yiquan explained casually.

"You make it sound so easy, but when you said there would be more people in the family, I was scared to death," Su Juan complained.

At that time, Wen Yiquan brought back a little girl from somewhere. He didn't say why, only that the girl's family was having some difficulties and he wanted her to move into Wen Mo's room.

All I know is that this girl is a relative of Wen Yiquan.

As a result, when Wen Yiquan mentioned this to Su Juan, the child had already been sent to Wen Mo's place, so Su Juan never even got to see him.

While chatting, Su Juan's hands never stopped moving.

Dinner was prepared quickly. She knew her son was hungry after school, so she cooked faster. Wen Yiquan and his son helped serve the dishes.

When all the dishes were served steaming hot, Wenmo couldn't wait any longer and served himself a bowl of rice, and also served his parents two bowls.

Having not eaten her mother's cooking for a long time, Wenmo ate rather quickly, finishing a bowl of rice in just a few bites, and then ladled out another large bowl from the rice cooker.

"Eat slowly, you'll choke if you eat so fast." Su Juan looked at her son wolfing down his food with concern, ladled him a bowl of soup, and then asked with some curiosity, "How are things going with that cousin?"

She had only seen photos of Xia Lian, never seen her in person, and knew nothing about her personality.

"We get along very well, and we're quite close now."

More than twenty days have passed, and living under the same roof, it would be impossible for them not to get to know each other. Fortunately, her personality is relatively gentle, which Wen Mo likes very much, and there is no barrier between the two of them.

"What's that girl like?"

"She's not very talkative, rather introverted, but a very well-behaved girl." Wen Mo took a big gulp of soup, and only continued after the food in her throat had gone down, "Anyway, Mom, don't worry, everything's fine on my end."

Hearing this, Su Juan nodded in satisfaction. She had been a little worried that with one more person in the house, the two of them might not be used to living together, but now it seemed she had worried too much.

"That's great, isn't it? I remember when you were little you used to clamor for a little sister." Su Juan smiled as she recalled the past.

"That happened so many years ago, Mom, you still remember?"

"Of course I have to remember, since I took it seriously. This will save your dad and me from having to work hard at night."

"...Don't talk about this kind of thing in front of your own son!" Wen Mo complained loudly.

Finally, Wen Yiquan coughed twice, and the atmosphere at the dinner table slowly returned to normal. After everyone finished eating, it was time for the usual family chat.

Seeing that it was still early, Wen Mo didn't run away immediately. He figured Xia Lian wouldn't be back by the time he got home, so he might as well stay here a little longer.

"Is that girl in the same school as you now?"

“Yes, this year’s freshmen.” Wen Mo picked up an orange from the table and slowly peeled it.

"Your school is quite difficult to get into."

"She has excellent grades and is currently in the top three of her grade in the first year of high school. Although she is very introverted, she has made two friends."

Wenmo spoke with a hint of pride, tilting his chin up slightly, as if showing off how outstanding the child he had raised was.

"You've only known this girl for twenty days and you already know her so well?" Su Juan teased with a smile.

"Ahem...that's because we get along well," Wen Mo explained awkwardly, admitting he had talked a bit too much.

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