However, Wen Siyuan sowhat knew about this matter, so he couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious, worried that he might not return to Luo Yanqing’s team to work.
Earlier when he was leaving the hospital, he encountered Luo Yanqing and Kang Li, and wanted to chat with Luo Yanqing, to get closer, but felt he was being too eager, so he held back and didn’t speak up.
Now he was holding his daughters Wen Yi and Wen Yu’s hands, with Wen Yue walking beside them. The four of them followed behind Kang Li’s family, and several tis he wanted to start a conversation, but after hearing the laughter and chatter from Kang Li’s family, he kept swallowing his words, thinking: Haste makes waste; there’ll be plenty of opportunities to get close during the holidays.
Wen Yi looked up and softly called out, "Dad."
Wen Siyuan lowered his eyes, "What’s the matter?"
Wen Yi shook her head.
"Dad, what are we having for lunch today?"
This was Wen Yue’s voice.
"Your Auntie Su didn’t say, but lunch is usually noodles or rice, nothing fancy."
Wen Siyuan said offhandedly, and upon hearing this, Wen Yue said, "Why? Aren’t there also dumplings, wontons, rice noodles, and mush? Besides, rice needs dishes, and there are many kinds of dishes, like tomato and scrambled eggs, braised pork with vermicelli, stir-fried wood ear with at..."
She rattled off a string of dish nas, at which point, Wen Yu quietly asked Wen Yue, "Big Sister, have we eaten these dishes before?"
"So we have, so we haven’t."
Wen Yue replied.
Wen Siyuan: "What kind of dishes does your Auntie Su usually serve with the rice?"
"Tomato and egg."
Wen Yue answered promptly and clearly.
"Nothing else?"
Wen Siyuan frowned.
"There’s also pickles. But we have pickles for all three als, so I didn’t ntion them."
Wen Yue said with an innocent face, naturally, as if she had no idea that what she was saying was indirectly criticizing the Stepmother Su Man.
And Wen Siyuan didn’t deeply ponder what Wen Yue said, but his expression noticeably betrayed sothing unusual: "Three als a day with pickles?"
"Uh-huh. Breakfast and dinner are porridge with pickles and mixed grain buns, lunch is either noodle soup or tomato egg noodles. Little Yi, Little Fish, and I all love tomato egg noodles."
As Wen Yue spoke, she laughed innocently.
Wen Yi and Wen Yu saw their dad looking at them and nodded in unison.
"Co on, Dad will take you to the state-run restaurant for lunch today, you can order whatever you want."
At that mont, Wen Siyuan was very discontent with Su Man. He no longer expected Su Man to love Wen Yue and her sisters as her own children, but at least don’t skimp on als. Yet what did she do?
Knowing full well that Wen Yue and her sisters were at an age where they needed nutrition, she fed them pickles three als a day, and gave them mixed grain buns. Did the money and coupons he provided not even allow them to have pure wheat flour?
Probably not, right?!
"Really? Dad! You’re taking , Little Yi, and Little Fish to the state-run restaurant?"
Wen Yue’s eyes were full of surprise and delight.
"Yes."
Wen Siyuan nodded.
Wen Yue’s eyes sparkled, and she asked, "We can order any dish?"
Wen Siyuan nodded again.
"Can we order braised pork too?"
Wen Yue gulped, looked at her sister Wen Yi and smiled at Wen Siyuan, saying, "Aunt Kang made braised pork for Little Yi, Little Fish, and at her house. It was so delicious, she cooked a lot for us!"
"If you like it, Dad will order two servings, one for you to eat for lunch, and one to take ho for dinner."
Wen Siyuan felt a sourness in his heart, was it too much to ask for his daughters to enjoy so braised pork?
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