It was time for dinner, and everyone sat down one after another to have a meal.

Xiao Yue sat next to Xue’s father and ate very fast.

Xiaohan has eaten millet porridge, and now he has a small spoon of vegetables and meat.

When you are blowing, you will have a feast, like a locust passing by, sweeping across the table.

Xue Ling couldn't help but say warmly: "Yangyang, hurry up."

"Yeah!" Xue Yang chewed in big mouthfuls, then pulled a bowl, and soon served a large bowl.

Cheng Tianyuan, who was beside him, had no taste of food, and did not eat much, and did not pick up much food.

Xue Ling sighed secretly and picked up a piece of roast duck for him.

Cheng Tianyuan came back to his senses and ate slowly.

Xiao Xin was eating duck legs, and her pretty face was very satisfied.

She is twelve years old this year and is in her period when she becomes a young girl. She has inherited the advantages of her father and mother. She is tall and long, her pretty face is as white as a protein, and her pretty face is charming.

Xiao Chong originally wanted to eat duck legs, but later he found that he had been gnawed by his second brother. He was secretly disappointed, so he simply picked up a large piece of duck wings and ate slowly.

"Sister! I want legs!" Xiaohan pouted and acted coquettishly.

Xiaoxin laughed and raised her like a smug person.

"Sorry, you said it too late, I've bitten it."

Xiaohan cried with a "Wow!"

Xue's mother hurriedly coaxed her: "Xiaoxin, why don't you give it to your sister."

Liu Ying asked Xiaohan: "That's what my sister bites. Do you want it? No, I'm drooling!"

Xiao Han angrily said: "I want it! I want it!"

Cheng Muhai couldn't help but persuade, "Xiaoxin, you are your sister. Sister wants to give in to her sister, let her go."

"Yes!" Liu Yingci smiled lovingly, "You are a good sister, let me give up my sister."

Xiaoxin curled her lips and threw the duck legs into Xiaohan's bowl.

Xiao Han burst into tears and laughed in an instant, grabbed the duck legs and started to chew on it.

Xue Ling looked at this scene and sighed secretly.

There is indeed a problem with the parent-rearing view of parents-raising, and it seems nothing wrong on the surface. After all, in the eyes of many elders, the way older children make children do is correct.

But they overlooked a big problem.

The older child is old and knows how to be humble and the younger ones can develop the habit of being humble and others in the future. But what about the younger ones? In the long run, she would take others for granted her, so she should focus on her preferences and what she likes.

It's all her.

My husband and sister-in-law are ten years apart. I believe I have given up on my younger sister a lot before. After all, in my parents' eyes, giving up on my younger sister is the right way to do so.

Dad Xue put down the bowl and asked in a warm voice: "Xiao Yue, do you want a bowl?"

"Half a bowl." Xiao Yue explained with a smile: "I'm not that hungry after eating mung bean cakes."

Dad Xue reached out to make a bowl of hand and handed it to Xiao Yue.

"Thank you, grandpa." Xiao Yue said crisply.

Dad Xue said in a warm voice: "Eat quickly. Your mother is on the evening shift tonight, so you can sleep with Brother Xiao Chong tonight."

"Why can't I sleep with you with my grandma?" Xiao Yue asked, "We used to sleep together."

Dad Xue smiled and said, "Because Xiao Yue has grown up, he is a little boy. The little boy should sleep with the boy."

Xiao Chong interrupted in disgust: "Do you want it? If you don't want it, I won't want it! Go to my second brother's room!"

When Xue Yang heard this, he stopped chopsticks and smiled and said, "Xiao Yue, if you come to your second brother's room, then you will wait for your second brother to be a pillow!"

Xiao Yue immediately became timid and said, "I want my third brother, I don't want you!"

Xue Yang smiled proudly.

After hearing this, Xiaohan, who was standing beside him, acted coquettishly and muttered: "Grandma, I'm going to sleep in my third brother's room, too."

"No!" Xiao Chong rolled his eyes and said, "My bed is only that big, it's enough to sleep with two people! Don't come! Otherwise, I'll kick you out of bed at night!"

Xiao Han snorted angrily: "Why can he? I can't?"

Xiao Yue hurriedly answered first: "Because I am a boy, my third brother is also a boy."

Xiaohan is still young and doesn’t know the boundaries between boys and girls so she can’t help asking: “Why?”

"Bomen and girls cannot sleep together, only couples can sleep together!" Xue Yang gnawed the duck neck and said in popular science: "Like grandma and grandpa, grandpa and grandma, they are both husband and wife, so they sleep together. And my father and

Mom, they sleep together.”

Xiaohan tilted his head, thought about it seriously, and asked back: "Why don't my father and mother sleep together?"

Xiao Yue asked: "Why? Uncle and aunt are husband and wife! My father said that before I was born, my uncle married my aunt and treated her in the hotel downstairs. I heard that there were so many people!"

"I don't know." Xiaohan muttered: "My mom said she doesn't want her father anymore. My dad hasn't been home for a long time, and I miss him very much. He wants to buy me a toy! But no! I'm angry!"

I thought it was a child chattering, but everyone didn't take it seriously. Until I heard this, several elders lowered their heads awkwardly, pretending not to hear it, and eating on their own.

At this time, Xue's mother seemed to remember something and said, "I received a call from Zhilan yesterday saying that they will be back in the next two days."

"Really?!" Liu Ying smiled and said, "That's great! I'm tired of playing and finally come back."

Xiao Yue recognized his grandfather's name and cheered and cheered.

Dad Xue smiled and said, "Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, I guess I'm going to come back to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival."

"What is Mid-Autumn Festival?" Xiaohan asked.

Xue Yang is very skilled in popular science: "Mid-Autumn Festival is a traditional festival with a long history in our country. It is on the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month. There are moon cakes and lots of fruits in the Mid-Autumn Festival. We pay attention to the reunion of the festival, and the moon is full and the people are full."

Xiao Yue said happily: "I ate ice-skin mooncakes last year and I think they are delicious!"

"Yes!" Xue Yang, a big foodie, also remembered and said, "That was brought back by Uncle Ahen from the south. He was frozen in the refrigerator. The skin was cold, so it was so refreshing to eat!"

Xiaoxin also likes to eat sweet food and can't help but say, "When Uncle Ahen comes, let him buy more than a dozen boxes!"

"Greed!" Xue Ling glanced at her daughter and said, "That's a mooncake that is only available in the south. You can buy it if you want. Ice-skin mooncakes are not cheap. You want so much at one go, are you embarrassed?"

Xiaoxin stuck out her tongue and buried her rice.

Dad Xue was full and put down the bowls and chopsticks.

"Ling, have you been visiting the third uncle recently?"

"...No." Xue Ling smiled bitterly: "I've been busy these days, but I haven't even been there."

Dad Xue sighed softly and said, "If you have time, go to the Siheyuan. Your third uncle can't get out of bed now, so you rely on the alternate care of the two brothers Ah Sheng."

My third uncle is already one hundred years old. He has not walked very quickly since the previous year and can only walk with a crutch.

Last year, I aged faster and slowly couldn't even walk. I could only read books and tinker with herbs at home and move around in a wheelchair.

Xue Ling nodded and said, "I asked Jiaxue to buy a state-of-the-art wheelchair abroad. It has been more than half a month. I guess I will arrive in the past two days. When I get the wheelchair, I will go to see the third uncle.

.”

"Yeah." Xue's father smiled bitterly: "The two brothers A Sheng are both in their seventies and are considered old men, but they still have to take care of their 100-year-old father. Fortunately, with their father here, they are not.

old."

Xiao Yue asked curiously: "Grandpa, how old are you?"

"I...I forgot." Dad Xue replied with a smile.

Xiaohan glared and asked, "You don't even know how old you are?"

Xue Yang laughed and said, "Little fool! Grandpa must know! He was deliberately lying to you!"

Xiaohan asked: "How old is he?"

Xue Yang thought about it seriously and replied: "...I forgot too!"

Dad Xue laughed.

Xue Ling's eyes were dim.

My parents are almost eighty in a blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!