Chapter 390 New Year's Eve Dinner (Xu Hui)

Liujia, a suburb of Beijing

On the mottled paint-surfaced Eight Immortals table was placed...

Twice-cooked pork with chili peppers, shredded potatoes with green peppers, and spinach and egg soup.

This one meat dish and two vegetable dishes are the New Year's Eve dinner for Xu Hui and her son.

"Mom, where is my sister?" Liu Yingjie glanced at the empty seat next to him and asked Xu Hui who was serving rice with her head down.

"He ran off with someone." Xu Hui paused while serving the rice, then quickly returned to normal.

She covered the pot and placed one of the bowls of rice in front of Liu Yingjie.

"Run away with someone?" Liu Yingjie widened his eyes.

Already ten years old, he already knew what it meant to run away with someone.

But……

When my sister left in the morning, she said she would buy him White Rabbit milk candy when she came back in the evening.

Big liar!

"Eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold." Xu Hui picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork with chopsticks and put it into his bowl.

"Will my sister come back?" Liu Yingjie lowered his head and put the twice-cooked pork into his mouth.

Because of the meat stuffed in his mouth, his voice was a little unclear.

"No!" Xu Hui threw out two words without any emotion.

"Stop talking and eat quickly."

As she spoke, Xu Hui put two more pieces of twice-cooked pork into Liu Yingjie's bowl with her chopsticks.

She ate the shredded green peppers and potatoes on the side.

"Mom, you eat too." Liu Yingjie picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork with chopsticks and put it into Xu Hui's bowl.

"Yeah!" Xu Hui nodded with a look of relief.

Now that her son has grown up, he knows how to feel sorry for his mother.

Unlike that dead girl who only knows how to betray her own people.

"Mom, should we go to grandma's house to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow?" Liu Yingjie asked.

"No!" The smile on Xu Hui's face faded a little.

As soon as Liu Wentao entered, the old woman turned hostile and refused to recognize him.

And called her a jinx...

Her own son is a loser and can't even handle the smallest thing, yet he has the nerve to call her a jinx.

If she was a jinx, why didn't she die?

"I won't go there anymore."

It was just as well that the old woman didn't recognize them, and she didn't want to have anything to do with them anymore.

"Bang bang bang..." Someone knocked on the gate.

Maybe it was because it was too quiet at night, so the knocking sounded particularly loud.

Xu Hui became visibly nervous.

She glanced towards the gate and subconsciously held her breath.

"Bang bang bang..." The knock on the door sounded again.

"Mom, there's someone..." Liu Yingjie just opened his mouth.

"Don't talk!" Xu Hui scolded in a low voice.

Seems very scared.

"Yingjie, open the door, I'm your Uncle Zhao..." A middle-aged man's voice came from the gate of the courtyard.

Hearing the voice of the person coming, Xu Hui breathed a sigh of relief and got up to open the door.

"Why are you here so late at night instead of celebrating the New Year at home?" Xu Hui's heart was still beating like a drum.

The person standing outside the door was not tall, and looked to be about the same height as Xu Hui, but he was really big. When standing next to Xu Hui, he was almost three times Xu Hui's height.

"I'll bring you some food." Zhao Dewang raised the net bag in his hand.

In the dim light at the living room door, I could vaguely see pork belly and pig's trotters in the net bag...

"Yingjie is in the growth stage now, it's not good for him to always be a vegetarian!"

Zhao Dewang said this and took out a few big unity notes from his pocket and stuffed them into Xu Hui's pockets.

"Buy whatever you like to eat, and tell me if it's not enough."

"I don't want it..." Xu Hui stuffed it back to him.

"Be obedient and take it..." Zhao Dewang pushed back again.

Back and forth.

Somehow their hands got stuck together.

"Huihui..." Zhao Dewang held Xu Hui's hand tightly, and his breathing became rapid.

It seemed as if Xu Hui only realized at this moment that their hands were held together.

She glared at Zhao Dewang and tried to pull her hand back, but Zhao Dewang held it tightly and refused to let go.

"Huihui, just obey me this time! As long as you obey me, I will obey you in everything in the future." Zhao Dewang's breathing was a little disordered.

"I won't talk to you anymore. The food is getting cold." Xu Hui pulled her hand back and turned to walk into the house.

Knowing that she agreed, Zhao Dewang excitedly turned around, closed the door and bolted it.

Seeing Zhao Dewang come in, Liu Yingjie looked at Xu Hui with some confusion, "Mom..."

"Eat." Xu Hui gave him a warning look.

Liu Yingjie pursed his lips and closed his mouth.

"Yingjie, Uncle Zhao got some meat for you. Let your mother make braised pork for you tomorrow." Zhao Dewang put the net bag in his hand on the table at the kitchen door and turned around to sit next to Xu Hui.

Liu Yingjie should be happy to have meat to eat, but for some reason, he just couldn't be happy.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao!" Xu Hui served a bowl of rice to Zhao Dewang.

Liu Yingjie frowned and said nothing.

"No thanks! No thanks! Yingjie, just tell Uncle Zhao what you want to eat in the future, and Uncle Zhao will buy it for you." Zhao Dewang's face was originally round, and he was fat, so when he smiled, he looked like Maitreya Buddha.

Liu Yingjie bit his lip and remained silent.

"Why don't you thank Uncle Zhao..." Xu Hui gently pushed him, signaling him to speak quickly.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao." Liu Yingjie muttered reluctantly.

"No thanks! No thanks!" Zhao Dewang smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits.

As he spoke, he also picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork and put it into Liu Yingjie's bowl.

Turning around, he also picked up a piece of food for Xu Hui. "Yingjie is growing up now, so he can't be left out. From now on, you can get whatever he wants to eat from me..."

"Don't just pick up food for us, eat it yourself too..." Xu Hui glanced at Zhao Dewang with her beautiful peach blossom eyes, which were passionate and seductive.

Zhao Dewang's heartbeat accelerated by the second, and his eyes widened.

He looked as if his soul was about to fly away.

"Eat quickly!" Xu Hui glared at him.

"Eat, eat, eat..." Zhao Dewang smiled foolishly and picked up the bowl to shovel rice into his mouth.

But a pair of squinting eyes stared at Xu Hui without fail.

Liu Yingjie watched all this with a frown.

He didn't know why the hell he let this fat pig in...

"Eat!" Xu Hui picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork with chopsticks and gave it to him, signaling him with her eyes not to talk too much and make trouble.

Liu Yingjie lowered his head and shoveled rice into his mouth silently.

If it were in the past, Liu Yingjie would definitely cry and drive people away.

But since Liu Wentao was convicted and imprisoned, he went from being the son of a director to the son of a human trafficker overnight. Having seen the warmth and coldness of human nature and the cold faces and contempt of others, Liu Yingjie has become much more sensible.

He knew clearly...

He no longer has the capital to be willful or arrogant.

No one will coax him or indulge him anymore.

"Huihui, eat more!" Zhao Dewang put food into Xu Hui's bowl with a silly smile.

Glancing at the rice grains stuck on his chopsticks, Xu Hui frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, she still ate it with gritted teeth.

Liu Yingjie felt depressed. He quickly finished the rice in his bowl and put down his chopsticks.

"Mom, I'm full."

"Then go take a shower and go to bed!" Xu Hui tightened her grip on the chopsticks.

Liu Yingjie nodded and went to the kitchen to pour hot water to wash his face...

As soon as the light bulb left, Zhao Dewang eagerly grabbed Xu Hui's hand.