However, Wen Siyuan knew something about this, so he was inevitably a little uneasy, worried that he would not be able to return to work in Luo Yanqing's group.
He met Luo Yanqing and Jiang Li when he came out of the hospital. He wanted to chat with Luo Yanqing and get closer to each other, but he felt that he was too impatient, so he kept silent.
At this moment, he was holding the hands of his daughters Wen Yi and Wen Yu. Wen Yue was walking beside him. The four father and daughter followed Jiang Li's family. They wanted to talk several times, but when they heard Jiang Li's family talking and laughing, they insisted. He continued to hold back the words that came to his mouth, and thought to himself: I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. As a neighbor, there are many opportunities to get close to each other during the vacation.
Wen Yi raised her head and timidly called out: "Dad."
Wen Siyuan lowered his eyes: "Is something wrong?"
Wen Yi shook her head.
“Dad, what are we going to have for lunch today?”
This is Wen Yue’s voice.
“Aunt Su didn’t say it, but lunch is usually either noodles or rice, there’s no variety.”
Wen Siyuan said casually, and after hearing what he said, Wen Yue said: "Why? Aren't there also dumplings, chaos, rice noodles, and stir-fried dough balls? And rice needs side dishes, so there are many kinds of dishes, such as scrambled eggs with tomatoes. , Pork Stewed Vermicelli, Fried Fungus Pork…”
Let's say a series of dish name. At this time, Wen Yu asked Wen Yue in a low voice: "Sister, have we eaten these dishes?"
“Some have eaten, some have not.”
Wen Yue responded.
Wen Siyuan: "What kind of dishes does your Aunt Su usually give you when she makes rice?"
“Tomatoes and eggs.”
Wen Yue answered simply and neatly.
"Gone?"
Wen Siyuan frowned.
“There are also pickles. But we eat pickles three times a day, so I didn’t mention them.”
Wen Yue looked innocent and spoke naturally, as if she had no idea that she was giving eye drops to her stepmother Suman. Wen Siyuan didn't think deeply about what Wen Yue said, but his expression was obviously strange: "You have pickles for three meals a day?"
“Hmm. Breakfast and dinner are pickled vegetables and rice porridge with steamed buns of Erhe noodles. Lunch is either soup noodles or tomato and egg noodles. Xiaoyi, Xiaoyuer and I both like to eat tomato and egg noodles.”
Wen Yue smiled innocently as he spoke.
Wen Yi and Wen Yu nodded in unison when they saw their father looking at them.
“Let’s go, dad will take you to a state-owned restaurant for lunch this afternoon. You can order whatever you want.”
Wen Siyuan was very dissatisfied with Suman at this moment. He no longer expected Suman to love the Wenyue sisters as their own children, but at least not to treat them harshly in daily meals. But what did she do?
Knowing that the three Wen Yue sisters were growing taller, they still ate pickles three times a day and were given Erhe Noodles and steamed buns. Could it be that the money he gave the family couldn't even afford white noodles?
Not necessarily, right? !
"Really? Dad! You want to take me, Xiaoyi and Xiaoyuer, to eat at a state-owned restaurant?"
Wen Yue was full of surprises.
"Um."
Wen Siyuan nodded.
Wen Yue’s eyes were bright and she asked, “How about we order?”
Wen Siyuan nodded again.
“Can I also order braised pork?”
Wen Yue took a sip of saliva, looked at her sisters Wen Yi and Wen Yue, and then said to Wen Siyuan's father: "Xiao Yi and Xiao Yu'er and I had braised pork at Aunt Jiang's house. It was delicious. Aunt Jiang made it herself. Yes, they ate a lot for me and Xiaoyi Xiaoyuer!”
“If you like it, dad can order two portions. You can eat one now for lunch, and dad can take one home for you to eat in the evening.”
Wen Siyuan's heart was full of sourness, but he just had a bite of braised pork. Couldn't even his daughter Wen Siyuan afford it?
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