Chapter 1997

"People, whether it's meat or vegetables, balanced nutrition and health are the most important..."

Mother Xu picked up the lion's head and took a bite: "Hmm... Not bad, not bad... This taste is really... Old man, you try it..."

Father Xu followed Mother Xu's words and also picked up a piece of lion's head. After tasting it, he immediately praised it.

"Not bad, really good, this is much better than the last time Professor Deng treated me to a meal. Last time, Old Deng boasted to me that the restaurant he found was just like that even if it was made by the Qing Dynasty imperial chef, it was far from this...",

Zhou Ping smiled and said to the two: "Uncle and aunt, you try something else..."

This coming and going seemed to resolve the embarrassment caused by Wen Xiaoyun's words just now, and the atmosphere at the dinner table became lively again.

Qin Zheng glanced at Wen Xiaoyun, who was sitting there quietly and didn't dare to speak, and said with a smile: "Grandma, I can't do it. I can't live without meat for a meal. Not letting me eat meat is like killing me..."

Mother Xu said with a smile: "That's right, you are still a child and you still need to grow up. Of course you should eat more meat. Come on... you eat this rib..."

Wen Xiaoyun listened to the laughter and joy coming from her ears, and felt that those voices were like slaps on her face.

They are a family, how close they are, everyone is so happy, but she is excluded.

People like Wen Xiaoyun, due to their living conditions since childhood, have become sensitive and suspicious. She can crush other people's ordinary words, and taste them hundreds of times in her heart to see if others laugh at her and look down on her.

Not to mention now...

Almost every word of what everyone said is a thorn.

Wen Xiaoyun felt like thousands of arrows piercing her heart and was in great pain.

She just felt that everyone looked down on her and everyone was laughing at her.

Although there were some minor incidents during this dinner, overall, the meal was quite enjoyable.

Later, Wen Xiaoyun didn't say a word and completely ignored her.

After dinner, they went out of the private room and went downstairs.

Xu Mu reached out to help the old lady, and Wen Xiaoyun said softly: "Brother Xu Mu, let me do it..."

Qin Zheng heard from behind: "I think it's inappropriate for this sister to call Lao Xu like this. You are only one or two years older than my sister. My sister always calls Lao Xu Uncle. Why does it sound so awkward for you to call me brother, brother..."

Wen Xiaoyun's face became paler and paler, biting her lip: "I... I'm used to it... I've always called you like this..."

Qin Zheng nodded: "Oh... I'm used to it..."

Father Xu frowned and glanced at Wen Xiaoyun. She lowered her head and reached out to help Mother Xu, carefully and considerately, and her thin shoulders seemed unable to bear the weight of life.

Before, Xu Mu always thought this was quite pitiful, and he would help if he could.

But, Qin Zheng had just reminded him, and Father Xu suddenly felt that it seemed... something was really wrong.

Wen Xiaoyun is so much younger than Xu Mu, so she should really call him uncle!

Zhou Ping gently pushed Qin Zheng: "Hurry up and go down, it's getting late, let your grandparents go back to the hotel and rest early."

Ever since Zhou Ping knew Wen Xiaoyun's dark thoughts, she was no longer surprised why she called Xu Mu "brother".

She just wanted people to ignore the age difference between them...

Tsk, Zhou Ping didn't care about that little thought.