The mother and daughter talked for a while. Yu Ya took Ruan Tang downstairs and made a snack for her in the kitchen.
Ruan Tang hasn't eaten yet. A young girl in pink pajamas also sat in the restaurant and waved to Yu Ya like a high princess, "aunt Yu, what did you do, give me one."
Zhao Meng has always been like this since she came back from her grandparents.
Yu Ya is her father's wife, but she has become a servant girl and a slave. She comes and goes at will, not to mention respect. She doesn't even have the most basic respect.
Yu Ya's anger suddenly rose again.
Thinking of her daughter, because Zhao Meng didn't even eat dinner, she couldn't be nice to Zhao Meng: "I only made one. It's Tangtang's favorite wonton. What do you want to eat? Let your aunt do it."
"Thank you, mom." Ruan Tang ignored Zhao Meng, but got up and took the bowl from Yu Ya.
After putting it on the table, he scooped it up with a spoon, ate one, and cried again. Yu Ya was shocked: "my little ancestor, do you eat wonton like this? If you burn your tongue, you can't eat rice for a few days, and you can't eat the spicy food you like. What do you do!"
Although he scolded, his eyes were full of concern.
Ruan Tang raised his little face slightly, smiled happily, and was quite heartless: "it was you, not me, who were anxious to get angry at that time."
"You little heartless, what can I do for you!" Yu Ya smiled angrily.
But the little bastard is right. She's not in a hurry. Who's in a hurry? My daughter can't eat. She's the one who cares most.
Seeing Ruan Tang's mother and daughter getting along, Zhao Meng was sad at first, and then strong disgust and hatred. Her mother is gone. Why can Ruan Tang and Yu Ya be so happy?
"Aunt Yu, are you deaf? I said I would eat wonton and make me a bowl of wonton!" Zhao Meng patted the table angrily.
Yu Ya's anger came up at once. She was about to speak, when she felt her fingers pinched.
Ruan Tang looked at her with a smile: "Mom, it's just a mad dog. Whatever you do, do you want to eat a little too? It's delicious."
"Can you change again?" Zhao Meng's face turned red.
How dare you scold her for being a drag bottle!
Ruan Tang: "pupils know who should be a mad dog. They don't even have this common sense. It's sad."
After a pause, she said to ya, "Mom, don't you really eat? I can't eat so much alone."
Yu Ya: "
My daughter is heartless. To this extent, what else can she do as a mother?
Of course, sit down and eat together.
Seeing Yu Ya entering the kitchen, Zhao Meng immediately smiled proudly not far away.
In her house, don't you have to listen to her?
Ruan Tang turned his eyes and thought Yu Ya was going to make wonton? That's a beautiful idea.
More than ten seconds later, Yu Ya came out again with a small bowl and a spoon in her hand.
"Mom is not hungry at all. It's boring for you to eat alone. Then mom will eat with you and drink some soup." Yu Ya said.
Zhao Meng was even more angry.
What qualifications do people who eat and drink in her house have to treat her as air?
Although Zhao Meng always thought that Ruan Tang's mother and daughter took advantage of the Zhao family, only when she went to see the accounts, she would know that her stingy father didn't give too much to ya and Ruan Tang.
Yu Ya and Zhao Jinlai have been married for three years, but Ruan Tang's expenses are the same as before. They use the money left by Ruan Tang's biological father, which has nothing to do with Zhao Jinlai.
It's just that Zhao Meng doesn't believe it at all.
She only believes what she sees.