But the child will soon pass by, she thought of this and continued with a kind look, "Do you like him? If you like him, take him and play with him! Auntie will leave it here."

She saw the three kids were in the arms of their parents-in-law, looking at the toy dolls on the table without moving. She smiled again, "The toy dolls are here, you can play with them anytime you want! I'll cook for you three kids at noon today and make delicious food!" Then she picked up a big bag from the ground and went into the kitchen.

Fengli's mother didn't expect that she could cook delicious dishes. She cooked hers and I cooked mine, and she didn't cook for everyone, but for the three little kids. She hoped that he could cook delicious food for the children. But the higher the hope, the greater the disappointment.

When Duomei got married, she never did housework. When she was in a good mood, she would sing in her room and never wash dishes. These two days, she suddenly showed her affection for the children. Feng Yun saw the clue and told his wife to take good care of the three children.

At lunch time, he brought a plate of burnt and fried black beans to the table.

Fenghua frowned: "What is that?"

She proudly replied, "Your wife fried the French fries! Come on, babies, try some."

Fengli squinted and said, "Babies, eat fresh food, not charred food! Have you ever tried it?"

Duo Mei shook her head: "I'm afraid of getting angry, so I dare not try it!"

Fenghua pushed the bowl away: "You're afraid of the babies, so how dare you eat it?" It was blown to ashes, and he still had the nerve to take it out.

Duo Mei was unwilling to accept it. Isn't it just a little black? Why can't I eat it? She picked up a piece of black charcoal and put it in her mouth. "It smells so good..." She said halfway through the word "smell" and immediately spat the food in her mouth onto the table: "Ah, bah, bah, bah, bah, why is it so bitter?"

Little Trumpet chuckled at his appearance.

Duo Mei was about to curse, but when she saw Feng Li looking at her, she immediately held it back and laughed, "Why can't I eat it? It's such a waste of my energy." I didn't expect that she would now pity the fruits of her labor. Looking at the plate of black charcoal, it was tasteless to eat and a pity to throw it away! She didn't know what to choose.

Suddenly her eyes lit up again, "Oh, by the way, I also bought some juice!" He ran into the room and brought over a bottle of orange juice with the cap unscrewed. He also held two paper cups in his hand.

She enthusiastically poured two cups and placed them in front of Xiao Laba and Tun Tun. "Drink it, this is what your aunt bought for you?"

Everyone at the table looked at her in confusion. They were not surprised at her change of character, but wondering why he only bought it for Fengli's two little kids.

"Drink quickly, babies. Your aunt loves you very much." Duomei smiled ingratiatingly.

"Why doesn't Pianpian have it?" Feng Li sneered. She could see the trick with her sharp eyes.

Duo Mei smiled and said, "Pian Pian has a bad stomach and can't eat cold food! You know that."

Tuntun licked his lips and looked at his mother. Fengli waved her hand, "Since you know that children can't eat cold things, why did you buy it for my child? Thank you for your kindness, my child never eats this. You should drink it."

Duo Mei got so angry after hearing this that she slammed the table and said, "Feng Li, what do you mean? I want to treat your family well, but you won't let me! I want to treat the children well, but you won't let me. What do you want me to do?"

Fengli replied lazily: "If you want to be good to your family, wash the dishes and sweep the floor more often. If you want to be good to your child, love Pianpian more and love her more. No one says you are selfish! Have you ever hugged your child, put your child to sleep, or made her happy since you came back?"

Pian Pian looked at her mother with a pursed mouth. In her heart, she felt that her mother didn't love her at all. She bought delicious food for her cousins ​​and only took her cousins ​​with her when she went out to play. At such a young age, how could she know what her mother was always thinking about? She only knew that her mother never thought about her. She only thought about others.

Duo Mei glanced at her daughter and didn't care about her pitiful appearance. All she saw were the stacks of banknotes flying around.

"Pian Pian is very well behaved. Who said I don't love her? It's just that grandpa and grandma take care of her when she sleeps!" She didn't take it seriously: "Drink it, Tun Tun Little Trumpet. The juice is sour and sweet and delicious! Try it."

Although the two kids wanted to drink orange juice, their mother told them not to drink it or they would get a stomachache, and they didn't want to suffer the pain.

Tuntun pushed the cup in front of his uncle and said, "Drink it, uncle. You have worked hard."

Fenghua sweats a lot when working, and his mouth is dry. Since his nephew is so kind, he won't refuse. "Tun'er is really good, unlike some people who don't understand the ways of the world!" He picked up the glass of orange juice and drank it down.

"Hey!" When Duo Mei reacted, he had already drunk half of the cup. She reached out and snatched the cup from her husband's hand: "It's for the children, why are you joining in the fun!" Duo Mei regretted it so much. If she had known to wait until they went to work, she would have taken out the juice for the children. It was all her fault for being too anxious. When she snatched the cup, there was not a drop left.

She was so angry that she picked up the bottle of juice on the table and went back to her room angrily.

Fenghua was still thirsty, so he picked up the cup in front of Xiaola and said, "Oh, uncle is so thirsty, this cup is for uncle to drink as well."

"Okay, uncle, drink!"

"So good!"

Fenghua gulped down the drink again. Then he sat down and ate the food in big mouthfuls. He was so hungry that he ate five or six bowls at a time.

This is not surprising, as people who work are usually very hungry. But when he put down his bowl and chopsticks, something happened.

He suddenly covered his stomach and said, "Oh, my stomach hurts!" He felt like squatting, so he ran to the toilet.

Feng Li had just put down his bowl and chopsticks when Feng Hua came back and sat down at the table: "I have never had diarrhea since I got married. What happened today?"

Feng Li looked at the two paper cups in front of him and said nothing. Let him experience it himself! I can't say these things openly.

"What did you eat wrong?" Mom and Dad glanced at the dishes on the table.

"That's impossible. We also ate the food. How come we're fine?"

Fenghua was about to speak when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach. "I won't say any more. I'm going to go again, I'm going to go again!" He walked out step by step, holding his stomach and bending over.

"What's wrong? Is it acute gastroenteritis?" My mother stood up with obvious panic on her face.

Dad glanced at the table again, his eyes fixed on the two paper cups. Why did Duomei give the juice to the two little Fengli kids just now? He understood that Duomei had added something to the juice.

"There's something wrong with Duo Mei's juice!"

"What's wrong with juice?" Mom was puzzled.

"Didn't you notice that she hasn't been normal these past two days?" Dad tapped his fingers on the table. "Either she said she would take Xiao Trumpet to bed, or she would buy them delicious food. Look at Fenghua, she became like this after drinking his juice. If there was nothing wrong, why didn't he drink it himself? He only gave it to the two little brats!"

"Oh my god, what should I do?" Mom's eyes were filled with panic. I didn't expect there was a bad guy hiding in the house. Isn't the child in danger?

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