Wang Degui came home early from get off work today, and as soon as he got home he was pestered by his son Wang Ziqiang.
After Wang Degui returned home, as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw his son Wang Ziqiang doing his homework honestly in the living room. When Wang Ziqiang saw Wang Degui, he immediately threw himself into Wang Degui's arms.
"Dad, I was praised by the teacher today. Can you give me a good reward?"
Wang Degui laughed and said, "Okay, then what reward do you want?"
"Hmm? I want to eat braised pork." Wang Ziqiang was conflicted.
Wang Degui immediately agreed: "Okay, let your mother make you braised pork."
"That's great, Dad. Dad, I really like you so much." As he said that, Wang Ziqiang leaned directly into Wang Degui's arms and chatted with Wang Degui from time to time.
Wang Xiuying was standing outside the house listening to the laughter inside. She felt a bitterness in her heart and her eyes became moist.
Once upon a time, she was just like Wang Ziqiang, acting like a spoiled child in Wang Degui's arms, staying in his arms for a long time. At that time, her mother had not passed away, and she was her father's only daughter, so Wang Degui doted on her and would satisfy her any request.
But now the favor that originally belonged to her, Wang Xiuying, is no longer hers, but now belongs to Wang Ziqiang.
And she became a person who had both a stepmother and a stepfather.
At this moment, when Wang Xiuying saw the love between father and son in the house, all the hesitation in her heart just on the road disappeared, and she had decided what Jiang Xiufen said.
Wang Xiuying sorted out her thoughts and pushed the door open and walked in. Wang Xiuying had just walked into the room and hadn't spoken yet when she heard Wang Degui tell her that Wang Ziqiang was very good at school today and was praised by the teacher. He wanted to eat braised pork and asked her to make braised pork.
At this time, Wang Degui didn't even raise his head, and was busy talking to Wang Ziqiang in his arms. Wang Ziqiang didn't hear the sound, and slowly looked up and said, "Sister, you're back." After saying that, it was obvious that after seeing Wang Xiuying again, the smile on Wang Ziqiang's face completely disappeared, and turned into an awkward look.
Wang Degui quickly looked up, "Xiuying, why did you come back so early today? You must be hungry. Ziqiang, go call your mother back and cook dinner."
Wang Xiuying stood there alone, feeling sad: "Dad won't even look up now? He won't even look at me." If Dad looked up, he would see that the person coming in was not Guo Dami, but her.
Perhaps, in the father's heart, he had long forgotten the existence of his daughter, and all he had in his mind was his beloved son, Wang Ziqiang.
Wang Degui noticed the strange look on Wang Xiuying's face and quickly said, "Xiuying, that's not what Dad meant. What Dad meant was, why did you come back today? Don't you usually not come home for dinner?"
Wang Xiuying didn't say much to Wang Degui. She just told him lightly that Zhao Wenbo was working the night shift today, so he came back.
Wang Degui quickly said, "Okay, then what do you want to eat? I'll ask your mother to make it for you."
Wang Xiuying said lightly, "Anything is fine." After that, Wang Xiuying looked down at Wang Ziqiang again, only to see that Wang Ziqiang's eyes looked as if she was going to take his father away. He stared at her with hatred in his eyes.
Because of Wang Ziqiang's look, Wang Xiuying felt numb at the moment, muttering to herself: Her stepmother is not simple, but her later brother is not simple either. She really underestimated them before.
After seeing Wang Xiuying go back to the house, Wang Degui didn't say anything more. He quickly asked Wang Ziqiang to call Guo Dami back from outside and told her to hurry back to cook and eat.
Wang Ziqiang pouted, his heart filled with reluctance. But he still obediently twisted his hips and ran outside to find Guo Dami, who was chatting outside.
When Guo Dami heard that Wang Xiuying had returned, he immediately went back.
After Guo Dami returned home, she immediately started cooking. Although she really wanted to know why Wang Xiuying had suddenly returned today, she couldn't ask. She wasn't her biological daughter, so she had no control over it. Besides, this was Wang Xiuying's home, so she had no control over whether she came back or not.
After a while, Guo Dami prepared the meal and said to Wang Degui, "Okay, it's time to eat." After that, Wang Degui and Wang Ziqiang immediately stood up and walked to the dining table.
As soon as Wang Ziqiang saw the braised pork on the table, he immediately said excitedly, "Mom, you are so kind."
Guo Dami smiled and said, "I'm fine if there's red braised pork, but I'm not fine if there's no red braised pork."
Wang Ziqiang immediately hugged Guo Dami and said, "No, Mom, you are fine anytime."
Guo Dami patted Wang Ziqiang's canteen and said, "You little bastard, Ziqiang, call your sister out to eat."
Wang Ziqiang, who had already sat down, stood up again with dissatisfaction and knocked on Wang Xiuying's bedroom door.
Wang Ziqiang knocked on the door and shouted to Wang Xiuying inside, "Sister, come out for dinner."
At this moment, Wang Xiuying, who was sulking and depressed in the house, was frightened out of her wits by the sudden shout. Wang Xiuying looked towards the door with hatred, sighed in her heart, and said awkwardly, "I know."
After hearing Wang Ziqiang leave, Wang Xiuying sat up from the bed, tidied her clothes, and walked out.
Wang Xiuying pushed the door open and saw the family of three sitting down at the dinner table. Wang Xiuying sat down directly, picked up the food and started eating.
Wang Degui looked at Wang Xiuying's attitude and felt a headache, but he still reached out and picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and placed it in Wang Xiuying's bowl, saying, "Xiuying, your mother's cooking skills have improved a lot in the past few days. Now her cooking is delicious. You should try it more."
Wang Xiuying looked at the food that Wang Degui brought over, then looked at Wang Degui's eyes and took a bite.
Wang Xiuying muttered to herself: This is no different from before, what's so good about it?
Wang Xiuying looked at Wang Degui and nodded, "Well, not bad." After that, she didn't say anything else.
Wang Ziqiang looked at Wang Xiuying's cold face and indifferent expression, and he was furious. Before he could lose his temper, Guo Dami quickly put a piece of braised pork in his bowl and signaled with his eyes that he should not cause trouble, talk less and eat more.
Wang Ziqiang took a big bite of the braised pork in the bowl, but even though Guo Dami had warned Wang Ziqiang, Wang Ziqiang still made Wang Xiuying sad in another way.
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