"So tired?"
"Tired as a dead dog."
Wei Dong stretched out his arms, rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, and lifted her up through her armpits. "I'll pick you up from get off work tomorrow."
The man on his shoulder was not happy, but rather uninterested: "Your troops are so idle?"
"I just happened to pass by your school."
Wei Dong carried her into the house and watched her slowly take off her hair and then tie it into a big ball on the back of her head.
The gaze behind him was too intense, Lian Yuqing turned around and glanced at him, "What are you looking at?"
He said, "It feels like there's a landmine on your head."
She curled the corners of her mouth and looked in the mirror at her fluffy bun, which looked playful and cute, not like a landmine at all.
When she passed by Wei Dong, she said, "You are old and your eyes are blurry. I won't argue with you."
The wild ginseng stewed chicken was served on the table. This time it was made by Chen Caiqi. She has been cooking for decades, so it is impossible for her to make the same low-level mistake that Wei Dong made last time, so Lian Yuqing ate with abandon.
"Qing'er, don't just eat the bones without meat. Eat the meat. The chicken skin is delicious." Chen Caiqi rummaged around in the bowl and picked up a large piece of meat wrapped in chicken skin and prepared to put it in her bowl. Under the table, Lian Yuqing touched Wei Dong's legs and said, "Mom, give it to Dongzi. He's been training hard every day and needs more nutrition."
Thinking about it, she put the piece of meat into Wei Dong's bowl and said, "Mom will give you another piece."
Lian Yuqing watched the chopsticks she had used stir the food in the bowl, frowned, and glared at Wei Dong.
If she stirs it again I won’t eat it!
Wei Dong picked up three pieces of chicken and put them in Chen Caiqi's bowl. "Mom, you eat more. You don't have to pick more for us."
"Okay, okay."
Lian Yuqing only eats one bowl of rice at night, unless the food is particularly delicious, she will eat two bowls. Seeing her put down her bowl and chopsticks, Chen Caiqi said disapprovingly: "Qing'er, you don't want to eat anymore? Eat some more."
"I won't eat anymore. I'm so full."
Wei Miaomiao, who is so thin, eats two bowls of rice. How can she stay healthy if she only eats one bowl of rice? No wonder she is so thin that she falls apart at the slightest gust of wind. "Dongzi, coax your wife to eat half a bowl of rice. Only when she is full will she have the strength to work. She still has to work during the day."
I don't need to ask, I can tell from her expression that she won't eat anymore. She is even glaring at me under the table, and she's willing to break my toes if I say something wrong.
Wei Dong put down his bowl and chopsticks, and said, "Mom, her stomach is too small. If she eats too much at once, she will be full and can't sleep at night."
Lian Yuqing stood up, said casually, "Mom, I'm really full." and went back to his room.
Chen Caiqi's expression was neither good nor bad. Wei Dong felt quite satisfied. At least she didn't lose her temper. This was progress. He specially filled the pot with rice and said, "Mom, I've eaten the meal!"
Chen Caiqi was very disappointed and said, "Eat less." He ate half the pot for his wife.
It was not until today that she realized the feeling of "forgetting her mother after getting a wife".
After Wei Dong returned to the room, he first observed the face of the person on the bed. It didn't look good or bad, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Before going to bed, he specifically said again: "I'll pick you up tomorrow, don't forget."
"I know. I've told you this many times." She turned over impatiently.
Last night's little friction was like a pebble thrown into a lake, without any movement. In the morning, Chen Caiqi helped pack breakfast for her to take to school.
She still thanked him sweetly, very heartlessly.
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