Ouyang Yun put Yihan on the chair and touched his little head.
"Son, call someone."
Yihan pursed his lips and had a strong opinion of this ***. He glanced at Mommy and saw her tilting her head at him, and reluctantly called out, "Grandma."
The world of a child is the purest, with all the joy, anger, sorrow and joy written on his face. His dislike of Mrs. Ouyang is very obvious.
Ouyang Yun saw it in his eyes, remembered it in his heart, and figured out how to make the three people have a harmonious relationship.
He did not blame his son. After all, the child was not to blame for this, it was all done by adults.
Mrs. Ouyang was so sad that she burst into tears, "Good boy, grandma loves you very much. From now on, grandma will only have you and your daddy..."
She suffered a huge blow and tried desperately to hold on to what was left, even if she showed weakness, even if she used bloody wounds to win sympathy.
She has nothing but her son. She doesn't like this daughter-in-law and has offended her. It's very difficult for her to live in peace with her.
But she behaved well and no matter how unhappy she was, she couldn't show it to her face, and she couldn't force her son to do anything he wanted.
Zheng Yuan filled the meal silently without saying a word. She didn't care whether others liked her or not.
She only cares about her son's feelings and... Ouyang Yun's opinion, nothing else matters.
Ouyang Yun frowned slightly, "Mommy, don't tell your child this. Don't think he is young. In fact, he knows everything."
Maybe mother and son have been dependent on each other for many years and their relationship is particularly deep, so Yihan couldn't bear to hear even a single word of criticism against Zheng Yuan.
Mrs. Ouyang felt aggrieved. She wanted to lose her temper but didn't dare, so she had to swallow her anger.
During dinner, she kept shouting, "Ayun, I want to eat ribs."
"Ayun, I want to drink soup."
"Ayun, I want to eat roasted pigeon."
There was a servant behind her. She refused to let the servant serve her, but frequently asked Ouyang Yun to pick up food for her.
Zheng Yuan didn't even raise her eyelids, she was indifferent. Whether it was a show off, a hint, or a demonstration, she didn't care.
She kept picking up food for her son, with only the child in her eyes. The little guy said with a smile, "Mommy, the baby can pick up the food by himself. You can eat it yourself and don't worry about me."
He gave Zheng Yuan a piece of his favorite roast duck and said, "Mom, eat it."
Zheng Yuan beamed and felt very happy, "Thank you, baby, baby is so sensible."
It is a hundred times better than a lady over fifty who can only cry and hold on to her son.
Yihan smiled very cutely, "When the baby grows up, he will take care of himself."
Hearing these words, Mrs. Ouyang looked at the young child with a burning face.
A seven-year-old child can eat by herself without the care of adults. On the other hand, if she wants something for herself, let her son serve her personally.
In comparison, she seems so incompetent, so ignorant, so vulgar and selfish.
During the next meal time, she finally stopped and ate in silence.
Ouyang Yun glanced at her and sighed in his heart, when will he become more sensible? His mother is a giant baby.
After eating and taking a short rest, Ouyang Yun looked at the sky outside and said, "Mommy, I'll have someone take you back to rest."
"No." Mrs. Ouyang frowned and flatly refused, "I'll stay here tonight."
"What?" Ouyang Yun was stunned. There was no room for his parents to live in the house here, and he had no intention of letting them stay here.
Yihan and Zheng Yuan looked at each other and exchanged strange glances.