In the military compound, the Peng family has been the most talked about topic over the past month.

At this moment, the door of the Peng family was also closed. It should have been a happy dinner, but now no one was talking, and there was only the sound of chopsticks and bowls touching.

Peng Nuan took small bites of the food in front of him, but it tasted like chewing wax.

Ever since she came out of the police station last time, the Peng family's attitude towards her has become much colder. Could it be that Wan Jingjing said something bad about her?

But grandpa and grandma would not believe Wan Jingjing.

Peng Nuan was puzzled and couldn't figure it out, but she had more important things to do today.

School has already started, which means National Day is not far away.

Peng Nuan was adopted and didn't know her birthday. Peng Zhendong thought about it for a long time and finally decided to treat every National Day as Peng Nuan's birthday.

Every year at this time, the family would hold a grand birthday party for her at the hotel.

Peng Nuan picked up a shrimp with his chopsticks and, imitating the adults, painstakingly peeled off the inedible parts such as the shrimp shell and head. It took him two or three peels before he successfully peeled out a complete one.

She pursed her lips and put the shrimp into Zhuo Qiang's bowl.

In the past, whenever she picked up food for her grandparents, they would be very happy and praise her for being sensible.

At this moment, Peng Nuan had already prepared a sweet smile, waiting for Zhuo Qiang's joyful praise.

But Zhuo Qiang didn't even glance at it. She put down her bowl and chopsticks, stood up with a complicated expression, and said, "I'm done eating."

The whole piece of shrimp lying in her bowl looked like the countless flies she saw when she came back that day. Zhuo Qiang felt nauseous just looking at it.

She really couldn't imagine that Peng Nuan, who looked so well-behaved and cute, could actually be such a dark and twisted monster.

Facing Peng Nuan's puzzled and hurt look, Zhuo Qiang resolutely left the dinner table.

"Grandpa, did Nuannuan do something wrong? Grandma seems to be angry with Nuannuan."

Peng Zhendong was called out, but he couldn't just leave like Zhuo Qiang did. He was the head of the family, and it was he who made the decision to let Peng Nuan in.

To put it more broadly, if it weren't for Peng Zhendong, there wouldn't be Peng Nuan in front of us.

He frowned slightly, and did not give a direct answer, but only said with a hint of instruction: "Don't talk while eating, and don't talk while sleeping. If you have anything to say, talk after dinner."

The Peng family has never had a rule that prohibits chatting while eating.

Peng Bo really couldn't bear it. Peng Nuan did have big problems, but didn't they do anything wrong?

Is it too cruel to put all the blame on the children?

He hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice under Peng Zhendong's extremely disapproving gaze:

"Nuannuan, what's wrong with you?"

"Dad, I want to invite a few more classmates to celebrate my birthday together at the restaurant this year. Is that okay?"

It's a good thing to make more friends.

Wherever Peng Nuan goes, she is always the center of attention, and the Peng family has always been proud of her.

Peng Bo was thinking about how to answer when Peng Zhendong suddenly spoke:

"No, your birthdays were way too extravagant before. It's not right to keep doing this. From this year on, just celebrate your birthday at home."

Peng Nuan was shocked.

At the beginning of the school year, she even boasted to her classmates that she would buy a bigger cake with more layers than last year.

Grandpa actually said he wouldn’t go out to celebrate her birthday?

Peng Nuan looked at Peng Bo at a loss, but Peng Bo did not refute Peng Zhendong. He pursed his lips and remained silent, tacitly approving of his actions.

The child can still be saved. As long as the previous doting is gradually stopped, she can still be led back onto the right path.

Peng Bo didn't say anything more extreme to Peng Nuan, but instead whispered secretly:

"Grandpa is right. It's okay to celebrate at home. Invite a few close classmates over, and Daddy will order a big cream cake for you, okay?"

Although Peng Nuan was somewhat dissatisfied, seeing Peng Zhendong's unyielding look, she turned around and snuggled into Peng Bo's arms.

"Dad is the best to Nuannuan."

"Nuannuan will listen to Dad and celebrate her birthday at home this year."

"Good boy, finish your meal and go back to do your homework."

Peng Bo raised his hand and held it in the air, and finally patted Peng Nuan's head as if to comfort her.

He saw Peng Nuan's pouting expression in dissatisfaction. He thought that a child's disguise was just like that. It was just that they were in the dark.

At this point, Peng Bo just hopes to leave everything to time. As long as the child slowly corrects himself from now on, he will definitely get better.

After dinner today, Peng Nuan helped the nanny wash the dishes for the first time, under the pretext of completing her homework.

The nanny kept praising her for being well-behaved and sensible, and Peng Nuan worked even harder.

She now has a serious sense of crisis. Her grandparents have changed so much that she really can't understand them. She can only try her best to show her useful side.

This trick is most popular in orphanages.

"Auntie Wu, come up and take the bowl away."

The door of the guest room on the second floor was opened from the inside. Peng Nuan walked over with wet hands and took a look. It turned out to be Pang Meiting who walked out of Peng Bo's guest room.

She was even too lazy to go downstairs to eat, and instead had food brought up and down.

Grandpa hates it most when people eat in his bedroom.

Peng Nuan was like grabbing someone's pigtails, and she shouted deliberately, "Auntie Pang, let me help you get it down. Eating in Dad's room must be very smelly. I'll go open the window for Dad to get some fresh air!"

It sounds like he means well, but in fact he can't wait to announce Pang Meiting's crimes to everyone.

Pang Meiting couldn't help laughing out loud. The child didn't know that she was exposed. She was willing to act and she just watched the joke.

"Then come up."

"When you ventilate the room, remember to open the curtains and make the bed."

Pang Meiting wished she could treat Peng Nuan like a little maid and serve her around.

Peng Bo went out for a walk, and no one at home scolded Pang Meiting's behavior.

Peng Nuan shot herself in the foot and had no choice but to do as she was told. She couldn't quarrel with Pang Meiting now, otherwise her grandparents would be even more annoyed with her.

She ran upstairs to bring the dishes down, then found a small rag and ran back to the guest room to wipe the table for Pang Meiting.

While wiping, he muttered:

"You'd better help Aunt Pang clean it up. Dad doesn't like people entering his room the most."

Pang Meiting was standing aside. She was not deaf. The little girl spoke so loudly, it was obvious that she was calling on her.

"What do you mean by intruding? I'm your father's wife now, and it's only natural for us to live in the same room."

"But Daddy has never been in the same room with you before."

"That was in the past."

Pang Meiting casually lifted her hair, revealing a few ambiguous kiss marks on her neck. "Now we are together every day. Your father wants me to give birth to a little brother so that he can keep you company."

Little brother?

Peng Nuan's little hand failed to hold the rag and it fell directly to the ground.

She had just started school and her father was already having a baby with someone else?!

Don’t they all hate Pang Meiting?!