Chu Jianshu's takeout arrived quickly, before Wan Qiu returned.
Chu Yigui put the two dishes Wan Qiu had made into a takeout box and handed it to the deliveryman, asking him to throw away the leftovers as well.
This meal, carefully prepared by Wan Qiu for her friends, was delivered to Chu Jianshu and his wife.
These two dishes require absolutely no skill; they simply look like they've been stir-fried.
Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Jianshu ate it; the taste was very ordinary, nothing amazing, just plain home-style cooking.
It didn't become any more delicious because of the emotional appeal.
"He's so ordinary, no one must have taught him anything..." Yang Xiaoyu chewed her food, but a sour feeling spread in her mouth. "When can I get him back? If I hadn't messed up today, would I have been able to..."
Chu Jianshu patted Yang Xiaoyu's shoulder and gently comforted her, "It's not your fault."
The child's situation is special because of his low intelligence. Even after normal communication, he probably won't be able to immediately understand the meaning of his biological father and mother.
According to our investigation, Wanqiu has a unique dependence on those incompetent 'adoptive parents,' and if they are forcibly taken back, the outcome will likely be unpleasant.
They care about that child so much that they are now facing such difficulties.
However, this does not mean they have done nothing.
This is a child who was taken away; they have the right to bring him back.
Before that, the child must be brought to a conclusion regarding his/her adoptive parents.
Even if using certain methods is somewhat cruel, they want to make Wanqiu sever ties with her 'adoptive parents' and willingly return to her family.
Chu Jianshu knew that if he didn't eliminate those adoptive parents completely, the future impact on Wanqiu would be extremely dire.
Those two people must be completely eliminated from Wanqiu's world.
Before that, you can learn more about Wanqiu through Chu Yigui.
Get to know the child and prepare for his return.
Evenings after a windy day are still sweltering. Wanqiu ran out of the house to buy groceries and then quickly returned. He was already drenched in sweat from the run, but he was too anxious to slack off.
Judging from the sky, Mom and Dad should have already come home by now. If we are any slower, Dad will get angry.
Wanqiu arrived at his doorstep, took out his house key from his collar, but before he could open the door, it was opened by someone else.
At that moment, Wan Qiu's heart skipped a beat.
However, what appeared before him was not the furious father and unhappy mother he had imagined, but a beautiful face.
That was his friend.
Wan Qiu stared, somewhat dazed.
Looking at Chu Yigui standing at the door, Wan Qiu was somewhat dazed.
It wasn't an empty house, nor was it the time he needed to wait.
His friends were waiting for him.
The chest pain caused by excessive running doesn't seem so bad anymore.
"You're back?" Chu Yigui stepped aside from the doorway, her welcoming gesture drawing Wan Qiu's attention.
"Thank you for your hard work." Chu Yigui tried to take the plastic bag from Wan Qiu's hand, but Wan Qiu dodged it.
"I'll do it." The handle of the plastic bag containing vegetables in Wan Qiu's hand was already sticky with sweat.
Wanqiu looked down, wondering if her parents had taken off their shoes in the entryway.
It's empty, just like it was when I tidied it up this morning.
Wanqiu looked up at the small clock next to the television. The time was ambiguous; it was the time when her parents might come back, or they might not.
Looking at the vegetables in his hand, Wanqiu decided that he still had to cook.
"Are you going to cook again?" Chu Yigui asked. "Can't I use the ingredients I brought?"
Wan Qiu then noticed that there were five dishes on their simple dining table, dishes that Wan Qiu had never seen before, and they were very beautiful.
The aroma of food in the air can ignite our most primal cravings for food. The culinary skills of a five-star hotel chef, with their perfect combination of color, aroma, and taste, can make our mouths water even when delivered as takeout.
Wan Qiu licked his lips. He knew it was delicious, but he didn't know just how delicious it was. He couldn't even name these dishes.
"Can we give this to Mom and Dad?" Wan Qiu asked, looking up.
Chu Yigui said, "These are the dishes I gave you. You can do with them as you like. I've also disposed of the dishes you gave me."
Five dishes that were so stunning caught Wan Qiu's attention that he couldn't find the dishes he had made.
Where did it go? Was it taken away? Or was it thrown away?
"Thank you." Wan Qiu was puzzled, but didn't ask, nor was she curious.
The two sat down at the dining table, but the atmosphere fell silent.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you eating?" Chu Yigui noticed that Wan Qiu was looking longingly at the exquisite dishes, but he just sat there without touching his chopsticks.
"We have to wait for Mom and Dad," Wan Qiu said.
"Can't we eat before Mom and Dad come back?" Chu Yigui asked.
Wan Qiu nodded.
"What will happen if I eat it?" Chu Yigui asked tentatively.
Wan Qiu merely pursed her lips, neither answering nor deceiving, and looked away as if trying to escape.
Chu Yigui could roughly imagine that it wouldn't be a good outcome, and continued to ask, "How long will it take?"
Wan Qiu glanced at the timetable: "Nine o'clock."
"Can't I just call and ask?"
Wan Qiu shook his head: "You can't just make phone calls."
Chu Yigui fell silent.
Wanqiu would come home every day around 6 pm, when it was getting dark. He would start cooking at 6 pm and wait until 9 pm after that. His parents would not come home for dinner after 9 pm.
Wanqiu would start eating cold food at nine o'clock.
Chu Yigui heard Yang Xiaoyu's irritable voice coming through the earpiece, angrily cursing the man and woman who were using Wan Qiu as a tool.
There is still more than an hour until nine o'clock.
"Do you usually just sit here and wait?" Chu Yigui asked.
"I will do my homework." Wan Qiu spent most of the three hours doing his homework. When it was time to eat, he would clean up and continue doing his homework.
"Make him eat! Make him eat now, immediately!" Yang Xiaoyu's voice came from the other end of the earpiece. She seemed so agitated that she was about to rush upstairs and force Wan Qiu to eat.
However, Chu Jianshu knew that they were eavesdropping, and it was indeed inappropriate to ask Chu Yigui to do such a thing. He could only comfort Yang Xiaoyu and say to Chu Yigui, "Yigui, can we send some snacks upstairs?"
This time, Chu Yigui didn't do it immediately, but asked, "Aren't you going to do your homework now?"
Wan Qiu shook his head: "I want to entertain you."
Chu Yigui countered, "Is sitting here considered hospitality?"
Wanqiu suddenly fell silent.
He didn't know how to entertain a friend.
My parents' approach was to bring their friends back, chat and laugh together, eat and drink together, and not let their friends wait there while there was food.
Wanqiu suddenly realized he had made a mistake.
"Excuse me, let's eat," Wan Qiu suddenly said, picking up her chopsticks.
Chu Yigui also picked up her chopsticks, but asked, "Is it okay? Won't Mom and Dad be unhappy if they find out?"
Wan Qiu's movements clearly froze.
Wanqiu has never brought friends home before, so it's impossible to judge the situation, but given his father's temper, he would probably beat him.
But it's okay.
"It's alright," Wan Qiu said.
If the child has already eaten something, Dad usually won't be too harsh; he'll just ask him to cook something else.
His mother rarely hit him, but she would make him do more troublesome little things, or she might squeeze out all the money he had saved.
Moreover, at this time, the chances of his parents coming home for dinner are slim, so he might even be able to avoid being beaten.
He wanted to entertain his friends.
If this is all the punishment...
He can be patient.
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