Chapter 209
Nian Wenxue was already feeling aggrieved, but his father's words simply added fuel to the fire, and he gritted his teeth in hatred.

"I don't want them. How can they live without me?"

He squeezed out a sentence between his teeth, but the pork ribs in his hand and the rice on the table dangled in front of his eyes.

Without him, people seem to live better?

It was even more uncomfortable in my heart, and I clenched my fists hard. When he settled down, he would not let go of the first day of junior high school. It was impossible to get rid of the relationship with him.

Unless she drains all the blood from her body, as long as she sheds the blood of his years of literature, she has to honor Laozi every day.

In the house, everyone was invited to sit down on the first day of the new year, and there were only three stools. She planned to eat standing with her mother.

"You two sit down, our third brother likes to eat standing up, and eats a lot."

Lu Haoting's eyes flickered for a moment, and he stood up abruptly, holding a bowl and eating while standing with his brothers.

"On the first day of junior high school, why are these ribs so fragrant?"

Lu Haoting took a bite of the ribs and started to praise him full of praise. He is a young master with a tricky taste, it is not easy for ordinary people to hear him praise.

"It's delicious, it's so fragrant, I can eat a pot by myself."

Zhu Zhihao's mouth was full, and he even sent ribs to his mouth!His voice was slurred and he was sweating profusely from eating.

"Shut up, the rice grains are sprayed out."

In the end, without exception, he was kicked by Lu Haoting again, and he shut up aggrievedly, looking like he wanted to laugh on the first day of the new year.

"Eat more, there are many more!"

On the first day of the new year, I gave Lu Haoting a rib bone that was smooth and easy to chew. It had a lot of meat and a little bit of fat on it. It looked delicious.

What Lu Haoting was looking at was not the ribs, but the tone of his voice on the first day of the new year, so gentle, he was very happy when he heard it, and happily picked up the ribs and put them into his mouth.

At the beginning of the year, I took a look at Lin Jinyan. He ate very elegantly, gnawing on the ribs in a leisurely manner, without making a sound, as light as the wind.

Jiang Xiuru didn't want to serve the table a little bit, so the children could enjoy it.

"Mom, eat more."

On the first day of the new year, I put ribs in my mother's bowl and looked at her with distress.

I secretly vowed in my heart that I would fatten my skinny mother as soon as possible.

There was laughter and laughter in the room, and Nian Wenxue took his father to the factory guest house with a dark face.

There is no place to buy food at this time, and the factory canteen is closed, so he can only let his father go hungry.

The old man walked all the way, carefully picked out the shredded meat in the teeth with his tongue, smacked the meat, and felt even hungrier.

I really regret it now, as long as the son doesn't make trouble when he comes back, why did the daughter-in-law even serve him a bowl of rice and ribs soup!
"Son, Dad is really hungry, where to eat?"

Seeing Nian Wenxue's dark face, the old man's voice was very low. His second son is filial, but not without temper.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood now, he didn't dare to reload his gun.

Nian Wenxue stood under the street lamp, watching his father holding his stomach pitifully, he felt as uncomfortable as if he was fried.

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, he has no place to treat his father to dinner, his eyes lit up on the broken bag carried by his father,
"Dad, I'm sorry, the cafeteria is closed at this time, so how about it! I'll go find some trouble and roast the corn you brought."

"Huh? Eat baked corn?"

The old man was very disappointed, thinking that his son had to treat him to a restaurant in order to make up for him, but he didn't expect to let him eat corn.

I have eaten enough at home, how can this thing taste as good as ribs.

"Dad, you can eat something tonight, and I will buy you meat buns tomorrow morning."

Nian Wenxue felt like a knife was twisting his heart, and his voice was full of sadness.

"Oh, why don't you say that it's useless to have a daughter! Literature, Dad loves you."

(End of this chapter)

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