"I miss Qing." Yang Xingdong looked down at his empty hands, and then he realized that the son he was holding hands with had walked to someone else's dining table at some point.

Moreover, his somewhat dull eyes were fixed on the food on the table.

The person who just spoke was Xiao Xiangxiang, the youngest daughter of the Xiao family.

After asking the question, Xiao Xiangxiang saw that the little brother would not respond, so he immediately looked at Lin Qingqing for help, "Mom, this big brother seems to want to eat our family's food, but when I asked him, he didn't answer me."

After asking, there was a look of grievance on his little face.

Seeing this, Lin Qingqing walked over to the dining table.

She glanced at the direction the son of the Yang family was staring at and found that he was actually staring at the breakfast they had had this morning.

"Do you want to eat this kind of breakfast too?" she tried to ask him.

What was unbelievable this time was that he actually nodded.

"Son, you, you can nod now, you can respond to people, that's great." Yang Xingdong saw the change in his son and hugged him happily.

Lin Qingqing glanced at him, then immediately stood up and went to the dining table to get a bowl of clay pot rice.

"You feed him." She brought the food to Yang Xingdong.

Yang Xingdong looked at her gentle and virtuous appearance as she brought the meal over, and immediately a ripple arose in his heart.

At this time, he had a bold idea in his mind, that is, how great it would be if she was his, Yang Xingdong's, wife.

In this way, he and his son will be able to live a good life like they do now.

"Hold it, why are you daydreaming?" Seeing that he was staring at the bowl in his hand with a strange look, he urged him in a somewhat impatient tone.

"Okay, I'll take it." He took it with a smile.

"It smells so good, Qingqing. I didn't expect your cooking skills are so good. I wish I could eat the food you cook every day in the future." After smelling it, she said with a slightly creepy happy smile on her face.

"You don't have this opportunity, and you will never have this opportunity. She is my eldest brother's wife. She will only cook for my eldest brother in this life. As for you, go wherever you want." Xiao Qing's angry voice sounded after he finished speaking.

Lin Qingqing looked at Xiao Qing with a bit of surprise when he suddenly stood up and spoke.

This guy must have always disliked her, but this time he was so kind as to help her.

Xiao Qing quickly noticed her gaze, her face flushed, and she mumbled to herself, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not helping you. I'm just mad that someone tried to snatch someone from my Xiao family right in front of me."

"I see. You're not helping me out of kindness." Lin Qingqing responded with a smile.

Yang Xingdong bit his teeth hard. The Xiao family was really an eyesore.

"Son, have a bite. This is the meal made by your Aunt Lin. Come, Dad will feed you." Suppressing the anger in his heart, Yang Xingdong scooped a mouthful and fed it to his son's mouth.

Suddenly, the spoon in his hand was thrown out with force.

It fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.

"Are you thinking of hitting me again?" Yang Xingdong subconsciously raised his hand and hit her on the head.

Lin Qingqing narrowed her eyes and immediately ran over to stop his raised hand, "What do you want to do?"

When Yang Xingdong saw that it was her who stopped him, his angry face suddenly turned into a helpless one. "Qingqing, you've seen it too. This kid is always like this. If we don't discipline him, he'll get even worse in the future."

"Do you know why your son has become like this? It's because of you as parents. He is like this, and you still want to hit him. Are you worthy of being his father?" After scolding, she shook off his arm with force.

Yang Xingdong looked at her with an aggrieved look on his face and explained, "No, Qingqing, this child has to be beaten. If you don't beat him, he will become even worse. You can't spoil him."

Lin Qingqing looked at Yang Xiangqing, who kept his head down and showed no reaction to the outside world, and suddenly felt a little sorry for the child.

"Okay, it's none of my business how you teach your son, but you'd better not make any moves like you'd hit a child in front of me, or else, get out of my house right now."

After saying that, he snatched the dishes from his hands.

She scooped a spoonful of clay pot rice and put it to his mouth. "Come on, open your mouth and let me feed you, okay?"

"Qingqing, don't feed him. This brat won't open his mouth. No matter how his mother beat and scolded him, he just refused to open his mouth. Until he couldn't stand the hunger anymore, he would get food by himself. You still..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw his son, who he had just said couldn't open his mouth, actually opened his mouth.

He also ate the clay pot rice that Lin Qingqing fed him in one bite.

When Lin Qingqing saw the empty spoon, the corners of her mouth curled up and she continued to feed the child.

Yang Xingdong opened his eyes wide, looking at what was happening in front of him in disbelief, "How could this happen, Qingqing, you actually let this child open his mouth to eat."

It took the child nearly twenty minutes to finish a bowl of rice.

Seeing that the child was full, Lin Qingqing started to drive people away.

"Now that you have finished your medical treatment and have eaten your fill, you can leave."

Yang Xingdong opened his mouth, but when he saw her eyes that wanted to drive him away, he had to swallow the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He took his son's hand and left the Xiao family reluctantly.

As soon as the father and son left, Lin Qingqing immediately closed the door.

"The child actually doesn't have any disease. It's because his parents don't care about him, have no patience with him, and often yell at him, and beat and scold him, that he has become autistic. It's a pity that his parents have no idea that his disease is caused by them. They think the child got it himself." When the couple returned to the house, Lin Qingqing couldn't help but sigh to the man beside her.

Xiao Wen heard the sadness in her tone and held her hand tightly. "Our three children will not become like this. You and I will take good care of them."

Lin Qingqing was actually just casually expressing her feelings just now. Now that she had expressed them, she felt relaxed all over again.

"Who told Yang Xingdong to be so annoying? So when I collected the money just now, I gave him a good beating. So, am I awesome?"

"Well, my wife is very capable." Xiao Wen responded with a doting look at the smug smile on her face.

Xiao Qing walked out with his younger brother and three nieces and nephews behind him.

I happened to see the young couple looking very loving.

"They're being affectionate in broad daylight. It's so embarrassing."

In fact, he doesn't really hate seeing the two of them being so affectionate anymore.

It's just that he can't control his mouth.