Crossing 1992: Contracting a barren mountain and becoming a huge demolition household

At this time, the enthusiastic stall owners who had been standing and watching silently could no longer bear it and stood up in indignation.

"How can a child understand this? My children only eat the small amount of meat in the belly of the fish. Isn't this child abuse?"

Only two dishes are prepared for one table, one is spinach which children cannot eat, and the other is fish which children will not eat.

Father Wei's face suddenly turned red, and he glared at the enthusiastic stall owner in embarrassment.

The enthusiastic stall owner threw the rib chopping knife onto the chopping board, and the knife stood steadily on the chopping board.

Why are you glaring at me? Did he say something wrong?

Whose child isn't a treasure? Even if you can't spoil your child, you can't abuse him, right?

Wei Qi'an took the chopped ribs from the stall owner, paid for them, and turned to look at Wei's father with another sneer, "If she hadn't put the fish meat in my bowl, crushed it and mixed it with the rice, if she hadn't urged me to eat it quickly, I wouldn't be in such a mess."

The stepmother was staring at him at the table the whole time, and the biological father looked extremely disgusted. In this strange city, the young Wei Qianan, who had no ability to survive and could only rely on them, could only endure it silently.

Ye Wenguo simply couldn't stand it anymore. Although Wei Qian'an was close to them, he would never complain in front of them.

He knew that Wei Qian'an's biological father lived in the same community as them, but every time Wei Qian'an came to Nanhu Yaju, he never went back.

In their daily conversations, Wei Qi'an never mentioned his past at home. All signs showed his disregard for his family, confirming that Wei Qi'an's past life must have been difficult. After all, there's truth in the saying "if you have a stepmother, you have a stepfather," and he could probably guess a little.

Ye Wenguo glanced at Wei's father with disgust, "Alright, since you think you're not wrong, there's nothing more to say."

He reached out and pulled Wei Qi'an to defend him, "Xiao Wei, we should go back and eat. You can't miss the meal with your stomach."

These words have a hidden meaning.

Wei Qian'an obediently followed Ye Wenguo and turned around. His attitude was extremely submissive, completely different from the cold and sarcastic look he had shown in front of Wei's father just now.

This contrast hurt Wei's father's eyes.

Father Wei quickly stepped forward, stopped them, and yelled at Ye Wenguo, "Who are you? I'm talking to my son, why are you meddling?"

Ye Wenguo was about to burst into a curse when Wei Qi'an held Ye Wenguo's shoulders and stood in front of him. "This is the person who can prepare a comfortable meal for me whenever I go there."

Uncle Ye means more to him, and the reason he only emphasizes this point is just to highlight the contrast between the two sides.

Father Wei frowned and shouted, "Do you think those people out there have good intentions? Aren't they just flattering you because you're rich now? If you didn't have money, would they still have this attitude?"

He was really angry at Wei Qian'an's stubborn temper. How could outsiders compare to him, his biological father?

Wei Qian shook his head and felt even more speechless. His biological father really had never understood him.

He has managed to get to where he is today, so he doesn't have no ability to judge people.

Uncle Ye had the same attitude towards him as he does now, even before he even opened a garbage dump and was still a street thug.

It's just that he didn't have the ability to repay her at that time, so he felt embarrassed to keep coming to disturb her.