Wu Xiaoliu quickly regained his composure and asked Meng Yao enthusiastically: "Boss, can you make stinky tofu, something I haven't had in a long time?"
Meng Yao rolled his eyes, "New Year is coming soon, you just want to eat stinky tofu?"
"I've eaten too much fish and meat, so I just want to eat something different! I just want to taste the taste of my hometown."
Meng Yao blinked, "You're homesick, aren't you? Don't worry, I'll give you a break early and let you go home."
"I'm not going home."
Wu Xiaoliu blurted out the words, and when he saw Meng Yao looking over in surprise, he regretted it and smacked his mouth.
Why did he just say it?
"Aren't you going home for the New Year?"
Meng Yao looked suspicious.
Meng Yao would never have asked him if they had just met him, but now that he has been with Wu Xiaoliu for a long time, he feels a little more familiar.
"It's not me who doesn't want to go back, it's my family who won't let me go back."
Wu Xiaoliu simply said it and spat it out immediately.
He hasn't told anyone about himself yet, but when he talks about it, his emotions can't help but show up.
Meng Yao looked at the angry and slightly aggrieved expression on his face and shook his head, "Why, did you quarrel with your family?"
"Boss, your guess is too accurate. How do you know? Have you ever had a quarrel with your family?"
Meng Yao: "..."
"You think I look like you?"
Meng Yao casually picked up the spatula next to him and raised it, causing Wu Xiaoliu to jump on the spot.
"It doesn't look like it. It doesn't look like it."
Wu Xiaoliu was like a child who had not grown up. He would jump up and down whenever something happened, "Boss, how do you know?"
"You can tell by the expression on your face."
Meng Yao shook his head, thought for a while, and couldn't help but advise: "How can parents really remember the grudges of their children? They must be at home looking forward to your return!"
"Impossible, they wish I would never go back so that they can leave all the family property to my stepbrother!"
Meng Yao: "..." There is still a secret here!
Meng Yao originally didn't want to explore other people's privacy, but Wu Xiaoliu seemed to treat her as a trash can, and said: "I always heard people say in the past that if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather. I also
If you don’t believe it, ever since my father married his stepmother, it’s almost as if he’s gone.”
"Huh, he also said that if I don't have a son in the future, I won't have his father in the future."
Meng Yao opened his mouth, and when Wu Xiaoliu showed an expression asking for approval, he scolded him: "You are stupid. You are not going home either. You are not your father. Aren't the things at home just left to your stepbrother?"
Wu Xiaoliu blinked blankly, "Yes!"
Meng Yao couldn't help but find it funny.
Still a little kid.
Meng Yao patted his shoulder, "So go back quickly. If there is any misunderstanding with your father, resolve it as soon as possible. If there is no misunderstanding, admit your mistake quickly and make your father happy. Everything in the house belongs to you."
"so……"
"I'll give you a day off today as we close the door, go back early!"
After Meng Yao's words, Wu Xiaoliu really wanted to go home. He kept saying, "I have to go back, I really have to go back. If I don't go back, it won't be easy for the mother and son to do what they want!"
"Huh! I really think everything in our house belongs to them."
Meng Yao closed the restaurant early.
As soon as the door closed, Wu Xiaoliu left in a hurry.
She wanted to give it to him, but he didn't let her go. After asking, she found out that this was also a car-owning family.
Meng Yao closed the door and returned to the village.
There are also houses in the town, but she is worried that Liu Cuihua is not fully recovered yet, so she has been living in the village during this period.