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

Uncle Ye's attitude towards him has never changed.

On the contrary, he was the one who had always sought warmth and affection from them when interacting with them.

No matter how much you say to a stubborn person like Wei's father, it's useless. Wei Qian'an turned around, stood between Ye Wenguo and Wang Ling, and helped them walk out.

Wang Ling looked at the stall not far ahead as if nothing had happened, and poked Wei Qian, "Hey, yam, you haven't bought any yam yet. I promised to make you yam and pork ribs porridge."

Wei Qianan raised his eyebrows and immediately responded loudly.

Father Wei, who was left far behind by the three of them, was now standing there in a daze, staring at their backs.

Obviously, he usually cares about his face the most, but at this moment, he no longer cares about his face and feels confused.

It seemed... this time Wei Qian'an was not just talking, he really didn't care about him as his biological father.

There also appeared a person beside him who was more suitable to be a father than himself.

Of course, this was said by Wei Qian, and he didn't admit it.

Wei's father tightly grasped the bag in his hand, looking at the lush green spinach inside. He was even more puzzled. Was Wei Qi'an allergic to spinach? How come he had never known about it?

Could this be an excuse he made up to deliberately stir up trouble? After all, many children nowadays only like to eat meat and don't like these healthy green leafy vegetables.

However, when he suddenly recalled, he really couldn't remember the scene of Wei Qian taking the initiative to pick up spinach at the dinner table.

He remembered the scene of his wife putting fish belly meat into his bowl. He frowned, not thinking it was a big deal. As the head of the family, wasn't he worthy of it?

After you eat the belly meat of the fish, won't the remaining fish meat be full of bones? This is unavoidable, right?

He really couldn't understand why Wei Qi'an would be so fussy about such a small matter. After all, he had already given in. At worst, the family would just stop cooking these two dishes.

Is it necessary to make things like this?

"Bang, bang, bang!" The sound of the enthusiastic stall owner chopping ribs woke Wei's father up. He suddenly came to his senses and found that Wei Qian'an and the other two were no longer in front of him.

After buying the yams, Wei Qian looked at Wang Ling eagerly and said that he wanted to eat candied sweet potatoes.

Wang Ling thought that her child was very aggrieved today, and even though it was a bit laborious to make the sweet potato shreds, she couldn't bear to agree to it.

But she still warned, "Eat less sweets. I heard from Xiao Ke that every time she brings you dessert, you can finish two servings by yourself. This can't go on."

Wang Ling shook her head and used Ye Wenguo as a negative example. "Be careful, or you'll end up like your uncle Ye when you're old, with high blood sugar."

Ye Wenguo shook off Wang Ling's hand in embarrassment and said calmly, "What nonsense are you talking to the child about?"

Hearing his objection, Wang Ling immediately shouted back, "Do you believe me when I get back and show Xiao Wei the physical examination report?!"

They had not had the habit of physical examinations before, and it was only after Ye Ke repeatedly reminded them that they had to go and get one. As a result, they found quite a few minor problems.

Ye Wenguo immediately wilted as if his tail was pinched.

Wei Qian'an didn't care about the embarrassment of being exposed by Ye Ke for his sweet tooth, and immediately went to comfort the depressed Ye Wenguo.

And she made an unequal treaty - to help Uncle Ye find delicious food that is sweet but does not raise blood sugar, in order to make up for his wounded heart.

Wang Ling looked at the two people who were playing around, one willing to fight the other willing to be beaten, and shook her head in amusement.