During dinner in the evening, my aunt Li Zhijie came to call Li Xiaodun.

At this time, Li Zhijie's eyes dodged and did not dare to look at Li Xiaodun.

People who come to the house to have fun during the day all go back to their homes.

There are only grandma Tian Guifang, Li Zhijie, Zhang Yongjun, and the family of three are Li Xiaodun, Zhan Xiaoqing, and Li Xiaowen.

Li Xiaodun and Zhan Xiaoqing sat face to face, but they could not see each other. Their eyes could only see the air.

Zhang Yongjun had a meal without looking sideways. Li Zhijie's eyes kept secretly looking at Li Xiaodun and then at Zhan Xiaoqing.

The most nervous thing was Changsheng. He wanted to bury him in his bowl and hold the chopsticks to pick up the dish closest to him.

Only grandma Tian Guifang looked at Li Xiaowen, who was only seven years old, with a smile.

This child looks good when he looks big!

The three generations of Li Shangde, Li Zhiwen and Li Xiaodun were almost carved from the same mold. They all had round faces and not too big eyes.

But this child is different, he is the most beautiful child in the old Li family.

Tian Guifang loved her more and more. She kept picking up food from Li Xiaowen's bowl. After a while, a lot of vegetables were piled up in Li Xiaowen's bowl.

But Li Xiaowen didn't eat a bite.

Finally, Tian Guifang picked up a chopstick fish and leaned over to Li Xiaowen's mouth: "Good grandson, grandma, feed you."

Li Xiaowen spitted the fish on the ground in one bite.

"Stop pinching it, it's so dirty! It's all saliva!" Li Xiaowen shouted.

"Xiaowen! You are ignorant! Grandma is for your own good." Zhan Xiaoqing said angrily.

She turned to Tian Guifang again and said, "Mom, don't mind. The child is ignorant."

Tian Guifang smiled awkwardly: "I am old and can't keep up with the times."

Zhang Yongjun seemed to hear nothing or see nothing.

Changsheng even stepped up his rice and wanted to leave the room quickly.

Only Li Xiaodun reached out and broke off the steamed chicken's thighs and put them in Changsheng's bowl as if nothing had happened. Then he broke off one and ate it on his own.

Li Xiaowen is only seven years old, and he doesn't understand this complicated scene. He just instinctively feels that the people sitting next to him are not friendly to him.

Li Xiaowen looked at Li Xiaodun, who was eating deliciously, and asked for help, "Mom, I also want to eat chicken legs."

But the chicken only has two legs, which has already been separated by Li Xiaodun.

Li Zhijie wanted to clip the chicken legs in the bowl of Changsheng to Li Xiaowen. She looked at Li Xiaodun and gave up her thoughts.

"Do you want to eat chicken legs?" Li Xiaodun looked at Li Xiaowen gently. This was the first time he talked to this child.

"If you want to eat chicken legs, go and care about the chicken." Li Xiaodun said softly.

Puff! Changsheng sprayed a mouthful of rice on the table.

Zhang Yongjun put down his bowl and walked out of the room quickly.

Zhan Xiaoqing's face was so angry that her face was deformed, and her hands holding the job were trembling.

Li Zhijie kicked Li Xiaodun hard under the table.

Tian Guifang, who was alone in the village all day at the dinner table, looked at everyone blankly and didn't know what was going on.

The meal ended in a bad mood.

In the evening, Li Xiaodun finished washing and lay on the kang watching TV.

He is no longer used to sleeping in the kang, but when he was building a house, his grandfather was very stubborn to build a mud kang in every bedroom.

The big iron door opened again with a bang. Then the sound of the car driving in again.

After a burst of rapid footsteps, the visitor stopped at the door.

"Xiao Dun, your father is back. You are not going out to greet him yet!" My aunt's voice came from outside.

Li Xiaodun was silent inside as if he had heard nothing.

Li Zhijie urged outside for a while and heard nothing inside, so he cursed and left.

Li Zhiwen and Huang Minxing got out of the car. Huang Minxing walked excitedly in front.

"Old lady, I'm here to celebrate your birthday. I wish you a blessing like the East China Sea and the South Mountain!" Huang Minxing said with his fists when he saw Tian Guifang.

"Okay, okay! Are your parents in good health?" Tian Guifang asked with a smile.

"Everything is pretty good. But they all regret moving to the provincial capital. The air here is better." Huang Minxing replied. He brought his parents to the provincial capital a few years ago.

Li Zhiwen sat next to his mother with a smile, grabbed a handful of melon seeds on the plate and kneaded them. He was busy with company affairs all day long, and now it was a rare relaxing and pleasant time.

Zhan Xiaoqing heard that Li Zhiwen came out of the room and sat on the armrest of the sofa with a smile and leaned beside Li Zhiwen, completely looking like a little bird dependent on others.

"Are there any quilts? Find me a set and use them when you go to bed tonight." Huang Minxing said to Li Zhijie, who was standing at the door.

"I'm just worried, the room is full of sleep. What should I do?" Li Zhijie said. She is now the housekeeper of this family, and she is in charge of everyone's food, drink, defecation and sensation.

"It's enough if you have bedding. I'll squeeze in Xiao Dun's room. Isn't it just a night?" Huang Minxing replied.

Seeing Huang Minxing go out, Zhan Xiaoqing's eyes glanced at him. She cared about the attitude of the people around Li Zhiwen towards Li Xiaodun. This was a big thing that concerns her son's future.

It seems that the relationship between Huang Minxing and Li Xiaodun is still very intimate.

"Xiao Wen just fell asleep. Before he fell asleep, he was talking about his father." Zhan Xiaoqing said.

"I'm seven years old, why are you still like when I was two or three years old?" Li Zhiwen said with a smile.

"It's getting late. Mom, please rest. We're back to the room, too." Li Zhiwen said to Tian Guifang.

Huang Minxing walked to the door of Li Xiaodun’s room with a bedding in his arms and knocked on the door.

"Who?" Li Xiaodun asked.

"It's me, your Uncle Huang!" Huang Minxing replied.

"Husband - Wolf?" Li Xiaodun asked in confusion in a lazy voice.

"You are not big or small, you dare to scold me! Open the door quickly, little bastard!" Huang Minxing cursed.

After entering the room, Huang Min said to Li Xiaodun while laying a quilt, "How old are you? Still looking at the animal world?"

"I'm studying sociology." Li Xiaodun replied.

"Are you too pessimistic to study sociology by studying animals? You should read more books on history. If you don't understand, you can ask me, I studied history major in college." Huang Minxing said arrogantly.

"Looking at history, you are not pessimistic. Some people in their studies kill their brothers in order to become emperors and force their father to abdicate. The younger brother dismantled his own brother for the sake of the throne?" Li Xiaodun asked back.

Huang Minxing couldn't help but fight a cold war.

"You should look at the animal world." Huang Minxing said helplessly.

Li Zhiwen returned to his room and turned on the TV. He watched the news replay of the regional TV station. The two hosts have been hosting this news for many years, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose and handsomeness. The female host has just taken over for more than a year.

"What do you think of this female host?" Li Zhiwen asked.

"It's okay." Zhan Xiaoqing replied with a smile.

"You guys are all subtle. You say she is okay, but she is not good at all, right?" Li Zhiwen said with a smile.
Chapter completed!