Chapter 636

Old house of Leng family.

Leng Yuwen's face is as serious as ever, chewing food only makes a very small sound, which gives some pressure and suffocation.

Leng Shaoheng has been influenced by everything since he was a child, and he has been used to this kind of atmosphere for a long time.

Leng Yanmo has been growing up in such an environment. I didn't think there was anything wrong before, but since I lived with Shen Qingqing for a period of time, the atmosphere at dinner was always warm and pleasant. Now when I come back to this atmosphere, I feel that eating has become a kind of torture.

Seeing that he put down his chopsticks and sighed, Leng Shaoheng immediately put them down, slightly bent down and asked, "Mo Mo, why do you eat so much? Is it uncomfortable?"

Cold words Mo listless shake his head, "I just have no appetite." He just missed the days when he had dinner with mommy. That's enjoyment. It's task completion.

Leng Shaoheng was about to say something. Leng Yuwen was dissatisfied and said, "what's wrong with these dishes? Do you know what appetite is? I think you only make excuses for craving snacks. "

Coldly, Mo lowered his head and felt uncomfortable. He said weakly, "I'm not greedy for snacks. I just miss Mommy."

For fear of being heard by Leng Yuwen, he said the last sentence in a very low voice.

Sitting next to Leng Shaoheng heard clearly, the bottom of his eyes flashed a dark color, "don't want to go back to the room to play."

Leng Yanmo stood up and was about to say that his grandfather was slow to use it. Leng Yuwen said in a cold voice: "sit down and finish the rice in the bowl. Don't waste food."

Mo shuddered and sat down. He picked up chopsticks and pulled them into his mouth. His eyes glistened with tears and he was about to cry. He looked very pitiful.

"Dad, he's just a child. Can't you be more tolerant and patient with him? It's not that he wastes food every day. He can't finish it today because he has a bad appetite. What's the matter with an occasional meal? " Leng Shaoheng's face is very bad.

Leng Yuwen tossed his chopsticks on the table. "If you have the first time, there will be the second time and the third time. After that, it will be wasteful. I'm helping you discipline him!"

Leng Shaoheng was angry, and his words were not so pleasant, "no need! I can manage my son! "

His tit for tat immediately filled the air with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"Don't forget I'm your father. That's how you set an example for your son?" Leng Yu slapped the table and asked, "what's your son? Isn't he from the Leng family? Isn't his surname Leng? I tell you, as long as he's in this house for a day, I have the right to take care of him! "

"Are you in charge? It is clear that... " Dislike, these two words cold Shaoheng to the mouth and hold back, afraid of Mo Mo heard sad.

In fact, lengyanmo has understood the two words that have not been exported, and his small fist is clenched tightly.

Grandfather didn't like him, he always knew.

Leng Shaoheng and Leng Yuwen are still at the tip of the needle against Mai mang. Neither father nor son will give in.

Xiaolin turns around in a hurry, but there is no way to take them.

She can see that Leng Shaoheng is very dissatisfied with the fact that the old man forced him to be with Charlotte. These days, in addition to being patient and gentle with the young master, he has never seen him smile at home.

Now the two people are red in the face because of such a thing. In fact, it's because Leng Shaoheng is depressed and is taking advantage of the problem to vent his anger with Leng Yuwen.

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