Leng Mu's face turned red, and she didn't know whether she was angry or ashamed.
Leng Zongkai sighed softly, and even a fool could hear the disappointment and melancholy, "Look, don't always think that you are smart, others are not fools."
Her little thoughts are not enough in front of her children, let alone others.
Why can't she be more sensible?
Mother Leng regretted it so much, why couldn't she control her mouth?
Looking at her dissatisfied husband, her son who was very unhappy, and her angry grandchildren, her eyes turned red and she felt very sad, "I'm sorry."
I said sorry, I don’t know who I said it to.
After saying this, she burst into tears. She was very sad, like a child, wiping her tears while crying.
The room was quiet, only her crying could be heard, one after another, extremely pitiful.
Qingting rubbed his eyebrows. Really, since he wanted to seek peace, he would do everything.
Leng's mother has a very straightforward temper and doesn't know how to hide her emotions. She puts all her joy, anger, sorrow and joy on her face.
This is both an advantage and a fatal disadvantage.
"Okay, I'll ask someone to serve the meal. It's rare for people to gather together like this. Let's have a happy meal together."
As she spoke, she winked at Yun Xi. The little girl pursed her lips and reluctantly stepped forward and tugged on Leng Mu's clothes, "Grandma, please stop crying. Doudou is hungry. Stay with Doudou."
It’s time to eat.”
Leng's mother then went down the stairs, went to the bathroom, wiped her face, put on makeup again, and waited for half an hour before coming out.
The dining table was filled with all kinds of delicacies, and the steaming aroma aroused everyone's taste buds.
Qingting first served a circle of dishes for everyone, and was very busy.
She likes to bring food to her family. It is an expression of love and it feels good to be intimate.
She knows her family members' preferences and tastes very well, and she always serves their favorite dishes.
The children smiled happily and ate with gusto.
Qirui gave Qingting a big smile and brought a lot of dishes to Qingting, as a courtesy.
As for Leng Mu, Qingting gave up without picking up any food for her.
It's not that she favors one or the other, but that she knows that no matter what dish she puts in, it will be wrong, so she just doesn't put it in.
Leng Zongkai ate the roasted suckling pig with crispy skin and crispy meat, and nodded with satisfaction. At his age, what he wanted was family harmony and the filial piety of his children and grandchildren.
"You should sit down and eat too. Thank you for your hard work."
Qingting smiled sweetly, "It is my responsibility to take care of my family. Why bother?"
She picked up the chopsticks and looked down. The corners of her mouth twitched. There were so many vegetables that the rice was covered.
But they were all her favorite dishes, and she ate them with a smile on her face.
Leng's mother was very embarrassed, but even more disappointed.
In this family, she seems to be an outsider, and the five of them are one family.
She is unnecessary, no one needs her, no one cares about her feelings.
No matter what she says or does, others don't like her.
Is she that annoying?
For the first time, she began to question herself, and her mind was in a mess.
Chen Xuan rolled his eyes, thought for a while, picked up a piece of white chopped chicken and put it into Leng Mu's bowl, "Grandma, your favorite white chopped chicken is very tender."
Leng's mother was so excited that tears filled her eyes. Her grandson loved her the most. Good, so good. Her cold heart suddenly felt hot, and she was so moved.
The corners of Qi Rui's lips curled up, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's a good trick. Daddy is very good at teaching children. He should also learn how to do both."