Chapter 256 Seeing Dad, aren't you surprised?

Even as they reached the restaurant entrance, everyone's spirits were somewhat low.

Perhaps influenced by the adults' emotions, Mao Mao also nestled obediently in her mother's arms, playing with her fingers in a daze.

Fortunately, the restaurant was indeed very close to the teahouse; it was just a short walk away.

Upon entering the house and smelling the delicious aroma in the air, Mao Mao immediately perked up. She sat up straight in her mother's arms, her eyes sparkling as she looked around, her nose excitedly sniffing the air, and her little body twisting and turning, trying to climb down.

Seeing her craving, Xia Xiaoxiang put her down on the ground and said helplessly, "I didn't let you go hungry. Didn't you eat quite a lot this morning?"

Mao Mao opened her eyes wide: "You haven't eaten!"

Snacks are snacks, and meals are meals.

Of course they're different!

Hearing the innocent and childlike voice, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Zhang Weihai also said cheerfully, "That's right, we can't let some trivial matters delay our meal. As long as people can eat, everything will be fine. Young Marshal, Mrs. Lou, this way please. I've already reserved room number one."

A restaurant waiter came forward to show them the way.

On the way to private room number one, the group began to talk about what had just happened.

"Those people are truly despicable. They're not even in the concession, yet they're so arrogant. It's infuriating!"

"That's right, if it weren't for the young master's timely intervention, I think that young waiter would not only have broken his leg, but might have also hit his head. He looks about the same age as the fourth young master..."

“In the past, it happened in the concessions that a foreigner drove his car and killed someone, and the police there protected the foreigner and he didn’t take any responsibility.”

"I've heard of that Ito. He runs a factory in Haicheng and treats the workers like livestock. They don't give them rest, the food and accommodation are bad, and they don't pay them much. Once they sign a contract, they don't let them leave. The foremen there even beat people up."

On the way to private room number one, everyone's emotions became increasingly agitated.

Soon, the waiter led them to the door of private room number one.

The first wife said, "We've arrived. Let's eat first."

Mao Mao ran ahead, eagerly pushing open the door.

The door to the private room opened, and as soon as someone entered, Lou Dashuai's wide, grinning face greeted them: "Maomao, Daddy's precious daughter! Are you surprised to see Daddy—"

Mao Mao exclaimed "Wow!" and cupped her little face in surprise: "Daddy!"

Lou family members: "..."

Nie Zhengyun: "..."

Shen Zhaolin: "..."

“…Joy.” Commander Lou finished the sentence slowly.

After he finished speaking, the joy on his face had completely vanished.

Because he had already seen the two glaring bastards who had come with his family.

Lou Wenshan demanded in a booming voice, "What are you two doing here?!"

Nie Zhengyun: "..."

Shen Zhaolin: "..."

Lou family members: "..."

Behind the crowd, Lou Hongjian gasped, then quickly covered his mouth, making no sound.

Zhang Weihai, completely unaware of what was happening, explained with a smile, "I went to invite the young marshal and others just now, and I happened to run into Mr. Nie and Mr. Shen, so I invited them over as well."

General Lou's expression changed drastically: "They were just together?!"

Mao Mao said sweetly, "The uncles have come to play with Mao Mao."

She opened her arms and toddled in with her short legs, jumping straight into Lou Dashuai's arms. Her little hands wrapped around him, her arms too short to fully encircle him, and she nuzzled her head enthusiastically against his chest: "Daddy, you've come to play with Mao Mao too?"

The sweet, soft little girl offered herself to him, and Commander Lou turned and took her back. He instinctively wanted to put on a kind smile, but he could still catch a glimpse of those two eyesores out of the corner of his eye, and his smile faltered halfway through. He could only raise one eyebrow and force out a twisted expression that was both angry and amused.

Fortunately, Mao Mao had her face buried in his chest and didn't see it.

Zhang Weihai then explained to the Lou family with a smile, "After the Marshal's speech, he asked me to act as an intermediary to invite everyone, wanting to give you all a surprise. Originally, I was afraid that the young marshal would refuse, and I almost revealed the truth. Now I have lived up to his request and successfully completed the task."

Lou Hongjian hid behind the crowd, watching his father's expression, which no longer showed the pure joy he had when the door opened.

He thought to himself: You might as well just say it directly.

At least, this can prevent a war from breaking out.

But Commander Lou showed sufficient composure today.

With his youngest daughter and elderly mother by his side, he swallowed his anger with difficulty and managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth: "Yes, Dad came to play with Mao Mao, hehe."

Mao Mao was even happier: "I saw Dad talking on the platform!"

"You saw it?"

"Dad is amazing!"

Lou Dashuai was overjoyed. He pulled his little daughter onto his lap, basking in the adoration in her big, dark eyes. He laughed heartily, his chest rumbling: "Our Maomao saw it? Haha, Daddy just said a few words from up there. It's nothing, just a small scene. There have been much bigger occasions before."

"Wow!"

Commander Lou is like a tiger whose fur has been stroked. If he really had a real-life counterpart, his tail could be used as a cushion for his little daughter's bottom.

He smugly enjoyed his daughter's adoration for a while, and then, looking at the two people who had become so familiar with each other that they sat down at the table, he didn't find them so displeasing anymore.

So what if we go play with Mao Mao?

In Mao Mao's heart, he is the most amazing dad.

Once everyone had arrived, the waiters came in one by one and brought out the dishes.

Once all the dishes were served, Zhang Weihai stood up to say goodbye: "Then I won't disturb the commander-in-chief's reunion with his family any longer."

Lou Dashuai nodded. He then looked at the two eyesores.

Unfortunately, one is oblivious to social cues, and the other is incapable of doing so.

No one seemed inclined to get up and leave.

The first wife politely invited him to stay, saying, "Chairman Zhang, won't you eat here with us?"

"I won't go," Zhang Weihai said with a smile. "I'm only responsible for inviting them. My Jing Shu and Sen Sen have also booked a private room and are waiting for me. General, Mrs. Lou, I'll take my leave now."

Mao Mao was even more surprised: "Uncle, are my sister and brother Sen Sen here too?"

“That’s right, they’re here to watch the dragon boat races today too,” Zhang Weihai said. “We’re in VIP room number ten. Mao Mao, you’re welcome to come and join them.”

Mao Mao nodded in agreement and said goodbye to her uncle.

The door to the private room was closed, and soon only the Lou family members and three outsiders remained in the room.

"Eat."

Old Madam Lou started eating first, reaching into Mao Mao's bowl to pick up a piece of meat: "You've been hungry all morning, eat more."

“That’s right.” Lou Dashuai couldn’t wait to put more food into Mao Mao’s bowl: “Let’s make Mao Mao eat more.”

Countless chopsticks reached in from all directions, and soon, a small mountain of food was piled up in Mao Mao's bowl.

She obediently thanked him, then picked up the spoon and buried her face in the small bowl with slurping sounds.

Dry rice~