Across the table, Mrs. Qingyou and Bei Shuihan both looked at Beichen.
This lion head belonged to Bei Shuihan. Although it changed hands through Zi Tong, it still represents Bei Shuihan's feelings. As long as Beichen bites it, it means that he has truly accepted Bei Shuihan's apology.
Beichen looked at the lion's head on the plate, which she took a small bite of, and held the chopsticks without moving.
"I'm not hungry."
His temperament has always been stubborn and strong. How could it be so easy for him to forgive Bei Shuihan?
Opposite him, Bei Shuihan's eyes darkened.
As a father, I have already taken the initiative to show my kindness to him, but this brat still refuses to forgive him?!
Zi Tong picked up a piece of duck meat on the lion's head with chopsticks and brought it directly to his mouth, "Just take a small bite. I promise you will like it."
Everything in the world, one thing comes down to another.
Beichen has been strong since he was a child, and even Bei Shuihan and Mrs. Qingyou can hardly change his mind.
However, there happened to be a purple pupil in this world, and he couldn't resist it.
Looking at the duck meat she brought to his mouth, and looking at her expectant eyes, Beichen had no choice but to open his lips and eat the meat on her chopsticks.
This bite of meat represents too much.
It had been several years since the father and son had eaten at the same table, let alone Beichen eating the food Beishuihan prepared for him.
Watching his son take that bite of duck meat, Bei Shuihan felt a soft and warm feeling in his heart.
Madam Qingyou was naturally even more delighted, and she became even more diligent in picking up food for Zi Tong, picking up food for Beichen, and picking up food for Beishui Han...
Everything is difficult at the beginning, but with Bei Shuihan's proactive show of kindness and Beichen's reluctant acceptance, the rest of the situation will fall into place.
Under Zi Tong's instruction, Beichen finally picked up a dish that was relatively close to him for Bei Shuihan. Although the dish was not Bei Shuihan's favorite, it seemed to taste a little sweet after it had passed through his son's hands.
stand up.
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After a while, the relationship between the four of us has become much more harmonious.
After the meal, the maid took away the dishes and brought the tea for digestion. Bei Shuihan said, "I have heard from your mother about your retreat. I have already prepared for this matter. You... just
Are you going to stay in the Bei family for seclusion?"
Zi Tong immediately took over the conversation, "Thank you very much, father. Then we would rather be respectful than obey."
Beichen didn't say anything, which seemed to be his acquiescence to Zitong's decision.
Mrs. Qingyou saw that the relationship between father and son had rarely improved, and she just held the palm of Zi Tong's hand happily, "Xiao Tong, my Chen'er is really lucky to marry you. Shui Han, do you think... is that right?!"
Why couldn't Bei Shuihan hear his wife's hint? He nodded immediately, "Zi Tong, don't remember what my father said to you before..."
For Bei Shuihan, such an apology was an unprecedented first.
Zi Tong smiled tolerantly, "What did my father say? Isn't there a saying: If you don't fight, you won't get to know each other."
Mrs. Qingyou also laughed, "It's getting late, you two should go to rest early. Let Chen'er accompany you for a walk these two days, and it won't be too late to go into seclusion again."
This young couple was so loving, so naturally she, the mother-in-law, couldn't bear to let them separate just after their wedding.
Zi Tong glanced at Beichen and said, "We can prepare in one day."
Since seclusion is unavoidable, instead of wasting time to play now, it is better to go into seclusion first, and after Beichen breaks through the seclusion, it will not be too late for them to play again.