"You're still not giving up? Let's put some more on." Grandma Mei quickly handed the stinky tofu to Mom Mei.

"Zha Zha!" Little Mei slowly approached his mother, deciding to take another look at his Zha Zha, thinking that the smell might have been an illusion.

Mei Xiaodi moved closer to Zha Zha and smelled the stench again. He was not giving up. If it smelled bad on this side, maybe it didn't smell bad on the other side.

Little Mei climbed onto his mother's lap, picked up the other side of the zaza and smelled it. It smelled the same, still stinky.

"Waaaaah... Zha Zha~! Waaaaah..." Little Mei was heartbroken. He held the now-stinky Zha Zha and cried very sadly.

Once it was confirmed that Mei's little brother was no longer looking for Zha Zha, Mei's mother went into the inner room to apply cold compresses with water. Weaning not only caused suffering for her youngest son, but also made Mei's mother very uncomfortable due to engorgement.

Grandma Mei finally managed to calm Mei's little brother down, and Mei's dad also prepared dinner.

During the meal, when Little Mei saw his mother coming out from the inner room, his little mouth trembled and tears streamed down his face.

"Zha Zha~! Waaa Zha Zha~! Waaaa..." As soon as Little Brother Mei saw his mother, he thought of his smelly Zha Zha. He held his heart in his hands, and tears fell uncontrollably.

"...Does he still want to eat?" Aunt Mei was already preparing to go to the kitchen to get more fermented stinky tofu.

"Try it first, and if it doesn't work, then you can try it again." Grandma Mei hugged Little Brother Mei and moved closer to Mom Mei.

Normally, when Little Mei sees his mother, he would enthusiastically reach out for a hug. But this time was different. As his mother got closer, Little Mei simply turned around and leaned on his grandmother's shoulder.

"Zha Zha~! Waaaaah... Zha Zha waaaah..." Little Mei cried and sadly called out "Zha Zha," as if this would prevent Zha Zha from becoming smelly.

"...Looking at his expression, he doesn't seem to want to eat it?" Mr. Mei frowned, clearly disliking his youngest son's current state.

Mei's father: Why is he crying so much like his father has died?

“Jianjian… seems quite sad,” Mei Liang said hesitantly.

"Hmm!" Mei Si nodded, also feeling that Mei Xiaodi's expression at this moment was consistent with how a human would look when sad.

Mei Si: It's just weaning, why is he sad?

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"Oh, Jianjian, don't cry anymore, let's eat eggs." Grandma Mei held her grandson and bounced him around for a long time, but the grandson still kept crying.

Mei Si saw that Mei Xiaodi was crying softly and didn't want to interfere, but Grandma Mei kept holding him so he couldn't eat.

According to Mei Si, humans need to eat two to three meals a day. If they don't eat, they will feel weak at best, and starve to death at worst! The feeling of starving to death is terrible!

Mei Si observed Mei Xiaodi for a while and noticed something unusual about him. Whenever Mei Xiaodi saw Mei's mother, tears would stream down his face like a faucet.

If Grandma Mei turns around and Little Brother Mei can no longer see his mother, the flow of his tears noticeably slows down.

"Mom, have you finished eating?" After confirming several times, Mei Si decided to have her mother hide and try.

"It'll be right away. What's up? If you're not in a hurry, let me calm your brother down first." Aunt Mei picked at the last bite of rice in her bowl.

"Jianjian is crying because he saw you. Why don't you go hide in the inner room?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, child? Jianjian usually only needs your grandma and me to soothe him when he cries. He's crying because he's being weaned, not because he sees me." Mei's mother shook her head, feeling that her daughter was starting to act tough again. What child would cry when they see their mother?

“It’s true. Jianjian can’t stop crying whenever he sees you, but his crying is noticeably quieter when he can’t see you.” Mei Si looked at her mother seriously, not understanding why she didn’t believe her.

"Huh? Sisi seems to be right." Because of her granddaughter's words, Grandma Mei turned around and stood facing her mother. Little Mei, who was lying on Grandma Mei's right shoulder, cried less because he hadn't seen his mother again.

"What's wrong with him?" Mei's mother was puzzled when she saw that Mei's little brother's crying had really subsided, even though he was facing away from her.

"Could it be that the sight of the scenery has stirred up painful memories?" Mei Liang stroked his chin and guessed.

"Smack!" Mei's father smacked Mei Liang on the back of the head.

"Who taught you that? You're not even fully grown yet, and you're already getting sentimental over things?" Mei's father glared at Mei Liang, suspecting that he was neglecting his studies at school and talking nonsense with others.

"My teacher taught me this, why are you hitting me? Why don't you go hit my teacher?" Mei Liang felt extremely aggrieved and didn't understand why his father suddenly hit him.

"You brat, you've learned to talk back now! You're really something else if you don't discipline him for three days!" Mei's father glared at him, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to give Mei Liang a good beating.

"Alright! Come and hug Jianjian after you finish eating. Mom hasn't eaten yet!" Mom Mei glared at Dad Mei and turned to go into the inner room to hide.

As soon as Aunt Mei left, Little Brother Mei stopped crying. Dad Mei stood up, took his youngest son, and let Grandma Mei eat first.

"Mom, eat your food. If he stops crying, I can get back at him."