evening.
As the sun sets in the west, the golden light falls on the last corner of the house until it disappears.
Lights were lit in the Shen residence.
The lobby was full of people.
The main seat was Shen Guiwu, Sheng Wu was on his left, and Shen Junsheng was opposite Sheng Wu.
The other two positions below are occupied by Shen Qinghuan and Shen Zheliu.
However, Shen Qinghuan chose the seat opposite Sheng Wu and did not sit next to her.
The three of them had calm expressions and sat upright with great manners, without showing any emotion on their faces.
"It's not easy for you all to come back today. Enjoy your meal. I won't ask you about your studies and life. Just relax and don't be so reserved."
Chen Guiwu put down the cane in his hand and leaned against the chair. Then he raised his eyes, the lenses on his tall nose reflected light slightly, and his warm and cool eyes looked at everyone.
Only Shen Qinghuan and Shen Zheliu responded, while Shen Junsheng just sat there with a cold face and cool eyes.
"Yes, father."
"Yes, father."
Sheng Wu then realized that Chen Guiwu's gentleness and gentlemanliness weren't just for everyone. It seemed like it was only for her. Even with Shen Junsheng and his three children, he wasn't gentle at all, as if they were strangers...
It's no wonder that Shen Qinghuan has such a cold personality. Even Shen Zheliu has a rather distant respect for his father Shen Guiwu.
Then the family began to eat with discord in their hearts.
The picture is exceptionally quiet, revealing a strange sense of peace.
until.
"This fried lotus seeds..." After eating a fried lotus seed, Chen Guiwu suddenly raised his eyebrows, and there was a subtle hint of weirdness in his eyes.
Sheng Wu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly looked over, put down the bowl, and looked expectantly.
"How does it taste?"
Chen Guiwu, who was very good at observing people's words and expressions, immediately swallowed all the words he was about to call Chunxi over to ask if the chef was new today.
He first swallowed the spicy and slightly bitter lotus seed with a hint of sweetness with an expressionless face, then nodded with a smile.
Chen Guiwu looked at Sheng Wu without changing his expression, praising her with a tone of surprise, "The lotus seeds are fried very well, spicy but not dry, and they clear away heat and relieve internal heat. I wonder which chef made them today."
After saying that, he raised his head slightly, "Chunxi, this dish is..."
"I did it..."
Before he could ask any further, Sheng Wu said shyly, "I was bored in the kitchen, so I wanted to make a dish for you."
"Does it really taste that good? Let me try it."
As she spoke, she reached out to pick up a lotus seed, but the plate suddenly flew up.
She paused, looked up, and saw that it was Shen Junsheng who lifted her up.
"It's just right. I've almost lost my sense of taste after eating bland food lately. Thank you for the dish, stepmother."
As he spoke, Shen Junsheng glanced provocatively at Shen Guiwu, whose expression remained unchanged, and then poured almost two-thirds of the lotus seeds from the plate into his own bowl.
Her lowered eyes were filled with resentment and surging jealousy. The dish she cooked for Shen Guiwu...why should she only give it to him!
When there was only one-third left, Shen Qinghuan suddenly reached out and pulled the plate.
"Brother, don't be greedy. I'm also a little craving for these fried lotus seeds. It seems that you just got out of the hospital, so it's better to have something light. I'll let your sister share the rest."
As he spoke, Shen Qinghuan unexpectedly snatched the plate from Shen Junsheng's hand with considerable force without any preparation.
Seeing this, Shen Junsheng raised his sharp and sinister eagle eyes, looking at Shen Qinghuan with an oppressive but slightly less aggressive expression.
"Qinghuan, stop messing around and give it to me."
But Shen Qinghuan just looked up at him coldly, "Big brother, you won't fight with your sister for even this last bit, will you?"
"Qinghuan..." a low voice of admonition came out.
But Shen Qinghuan didn't give in at all and just sat there indifferently.
Shen Junsheng frowned. Although Qing Huan had a cold temper, he was respectful and polite to his elder brother and would never argue with him like this. But now, for these lotus seeds...
Suddenly, he realized something and glanced at Sheng Wu, who looked innocent and confused. Was it for Lian Zi, or for someone...
Chen Guiwu held the chopsticks tightly in his hand. He said nothing, just watched.
Although Chen Zheliu was a little stupid, he also realized that the atmosphere of this meal was very strange and wrong. He looked at the plate of lotus seeds in front of Shen Qinghuan, which had a lot of chili peppers and looked very appetizing. His brain, which had been smart just now, suddenly became stupid again.
"Are lotus seeds really that delicious?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his chopsticks towards the plate of lotus seeds out of curiosity, not out of greed.
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Ouch!!!”
A heart-wrenching scream of pain.
Chen Zheliu, who was hit mercilessly on the joints and back of his hand by two pairs of chopsticks at the same time, let go of the chopsticks in pain, and immediately withdrew his trembling and red right hand, then looked at Shen Qinghuan and Shen Junsheng with grief and anger.
"Oh my god, you two are going too far! It's just a dish! Why would you resort to such cruel tactics against a brother like me?"
Shen Junsheng and Shen Qinghuan said nothing and took back the serving chopsticks in front of them at the same time with expressionless faces. Chunxi was very considerate and gave each of them another pair.
Seeing this, the twenty-year-old Chen Zheliu could only pout, raise his two red-scarred hands, look at Chen Guiwu and cry.
"Dad, look! They teamed up to bully me~~Wuwuwu~"
Of course, his crying was fake, and he made a sound similar to the sound of a cow making a fuss.
Suddenly the lobby was extremely lively.
The culprit, Sheng Wu, watched silently without saying a word.
However, Chen Guiwu, looking at the three people playing house games and fighting with each other, couldn't help but feel his forehead throbbing, and he resisted the urge to hit each of them with a stick.
He simply stood up and put the plate of chicken legs into Chen Zheliu's bowl with a soothing look on his face.
"They are ignorant and don't have chicken legs to eat."
Awu doesn't like to eat it, and he doesn't eat it either. As for Shen Qinghuan and Shen Junsheng, oh, just eat their lotus seeds.
"Okay! Thank you, Dad!"
Although it was a bit perfunctory, Chen Zheliu's silly son was still very pleased and his eyes lit up. He immediately stood up and took the plate of chicken legs with both hands.
Then he raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Junsheng and Shen Qinghuan complacently, "Humph, you ignorant people."
Seeing this, Shen Junsheng and Shen Qinghuan didn't bother with this idiot.
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