"What are you scolding? It is a good thing for children to eat, but a blessing." Grandma Meng did not allow Grandpa Meng to call the child not to eat.

"Eat again and eat, there are only chicken legs left in my mind." Grandpa Meng said angrily.

Meng Chenjun turned around and wanted to talk back to his grandfather, but his elder brother slapped his head down. Meng Chenhao educated his younger brother that the elders were angry and not to talk back to the elders. It was meaningless, and he had to learn to give in first. Meng Chenjun stubbornly said, no matter what, the elder brother was right.

Ning Yunxi gave the pastry he bought for the old man to Grandma Meng. Grandma Meng immediately understood the meaning and performed exaggeratedly and shouted to her husband: "Look, they respect you so much and bought you your favorite rice cake."

When Grandpa Meng heard that he had his favorite snacks, he couldn't help but straighten his back and look at the food in Grandma Meng's hand. After that, when he remembered something, Grandpa Meng turned around awkwardly: "I have eaten too much of this thing. I can buy it on the street. What do you care about?"

"Talk well, I'll tell you, old man. It was your grandchildren and daughter-in-law who bought it to honor you." Grandma Meng warned her husband carefully.

Grandpa Meng stood up and walked towards Grandma Meng: "Yes, yes, the child is filial to him, it's different."

The family, now the child eats chicken legs and the old man eats rice cakes, and the atmosphere finally eases. As soon as there is something to eat, everyone will feel better.

Ning Yunxi made a pot of tea for his family so that the children and the elderly would not eat too greasy. Anyway, there is still some time before supper. Grandma Meng just put the rice and cooked the rice.

Meng Chenhao picked up his son and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Leilei's mouth was full of greasyness. After eating big meat buns and chicken legs, his belly was burping. Today, my uncle was so lucky that he was fed by his grandmother and his parents. I was satisfied that this kid would bit his head like a chicken pecking at his father's chicken. He couldn't speak, so he couldn't stop eating.

"Don't eat too much later." Meng Chenhao was afraid that his son would be overeating, so he explained.

Leilei thought about it and stuffed half of the chicken legs into his father's mouth.

Meng Chenhao, who was fed by his son, remembered that he and his wife left their children and wandered around for a day. He was a little sorry, so he touched his son's little head.

"Do you like to learn martial arts?" Meng Chenhao asked his son.

Leilei shook his head when he heard the words "Martial Arts".

Grandpa Meng was angry when he saw his great-grandson shook his head and shouted to the child: "Why don't you listen to it?"

"Grandpa, stop talking. Leilei doesn't like it. Why do you force him? If he wants to like it, he will ask for an exam himself." Meng Chencheng couldn't stand anyone bullying his nephew, and the grandfather at home could not do it.

The little girl said this to the point. Grandpa Meng swallowed his saliva: "Then tell me, why don't he like it? Why don't he like such a good thing in martial arts?"

"There are so many good things in the world. You may not necessarily like them all." Meng Chenjun said. After eating a chicken leg, he wiped his mouth and reached out to get one. "For example, playing basketball is such a good thing, but Zhu Lingling and her brother don't like it, they just like to watch it."

Grandpa Meng blinked hard at Xiaosi at home, but couldn't find the fault in the other party's words.
Chapter completed!