The wrong love is deep, Luo Shao indulges in indulgence

At the funeral, Mu Yijing didn't want to conflict with this kind of woman, so he hurriedly calmed Luo Xingchen's emotions.

Mu Yijing's way of comforting others was not gentle, and he said very seriously: "Little Xing, wipe away your tears immediately."

Luo Xingchen was in awe of the fourth uncle from the bottom of his heart, sniffing his nose hastily, and wiped away his tears in aggrieved way.

Mu Yijing bent down and leaned against his ear, and whispered, "Xiao Xing, you have grown up, you must know how to distinguish good from bad. If the other party speaks ill of your parents, no matter whether it is true or not, you must first do it right. Believe easily, don’t let the other person’s words affect your judgment, and you can even defend your parents face to face. If you still have doubts, you can go back and ask your parents instead of completely believing what others say right now.”

Xiaoxing seems to understand, but he is in a better mood.

He asked earnestly, "Fourth Uncle, how do you tell the good from the bad?"

Mu Yijing said: "For example, the person next to you said something that made you sad at an inappropriate occasion, and his intention was very strong to sow discord."

This time, Luo Xingchen completely understood.

Today is the funeral of the great-grandfather, everyone is immersed in sadness, but Wen Ya talked about his parents to make him unhappy.

It turned out to be the case.

Luo Xingchen nodded, and said to Mu Yijing, "Thank you fourth uncle, Xiaoxing understands. Xiaoxing can't trust other people's words. If you have doubts, you can ask your parents."

"Yes." Mu Yijing nodded.

"A good person won't continue to say bad things to make me sad when I'm sad." Luo Xingchen repeated confirmingly.

Mu Yijing patted Luo Xingchen's head. Although his understanding was very one-sided, he still understood.

Luo Xingchen turned his head slowly, and Wen Ya gave Wen Ya a cold and stern look, and Xiao Jun showed an angry look on his face.

Wen Ya didn't hear Mu Yijing whispering something to him, but it seemed that Xiao Xing was not fooled.

But it didn't affect her good mood at the moment.

She curled her lips at Luo Xingchen in disdain, and looked at Luo Wanfeng in front of her with an elegant posture, her eyes full of affection.

Luo Xingchen bit her lower lip, and slowly clenched her small hands into fists.

When he came, the fourth uncle told him that the dead are the most important, and the funeral is a very serious and solemn place, there should be no playfulness and mistakes, and there must be good manners, and no mistakes are allowed.

Luo Xingchen put up with Wen Ya right away, and didn't care about her because he obeyed his fourth uncle's advice.

After the funeral, according to local customs, the Chen family will invite the funeral guests to a hotel for dinner.

It was six o'clock in the evening.

The funeral banquet is ready, and the guests are seated.

Luo Xingchen naturally sat with his father Luo Wanfeng, and Mu Yijing also sat beside Xiaoxing.

This seat was almost full, Wen Ya came in relatively late, and when she walked to Luo Wanfeng's side, she found that there was no seat left.

She looked around, asked the waiter for an extra chair, and had to squeeze between Luo Wanfeng and Luo Xingchen.

Luo Wanfeng's face was gloomy and stern, frowning at Wen Ya's excessive behavior.

He clenched his fists tightly to suppress the anger in his heart. Before he investigated it clearly, he couldn't turn his back on her, so as not to break the clue.

Luo Xingchen was the complete opposite, with a bright smile, he hurriedly moved the chair for her to sit down, "Aunt Wen Ya, please sit down a bit more."

Wen Ya touched Xiaoxing's head, and couldn't help feeling: "Xiaoxing is really a good boy with good manners."

Luo Xingchen smiled at her, his heart was filled with joy.

Wen Ya turned her face to Luo Wanfeng and said with a smile, "Third Brother, you don't mind if I sit here?"

Luo Wanfeng couldn't pretend to be in a good mood no matter how much he pretended, he responded lightly, "You can sit anywhere."

After the banquet, everyone was eating seriously. Wen Ya always picked up vegetables for Luo Wanfeng, piled up the plate in front of him with all kinds of food, and said softly while picking up vegetables: "Third brother, you have lost a lot of weight, eat more point."

"Aunt Wen Ya, eat more too." Luo Xingchen put a big goose head into Wen Ya's bowl.

As soon as Wen Ya turned her head, she saw a huge goose head facing her. She didn't have the slightest appetite. If she ate it, she would lose her ladylike demeanor.

Wen Ya just picked it up and wanted to return it to Xiaoxing, but Xiaoxing brought another chicken head over.

"Aunt Wen Ya, let's eat meat." Xiao Xing was very enthusiastic, and put all the only heads on the table into Wen Ya's dishes.

Fish heads, goose heads, chicken heads, and a lobster head.

She couldn't put down her chopsticks at all, and angrily lowered her voice and scolded: "Xiao Xing, don't give me this kind of thing, I won't eat it."

Xiao Xing stood up and said in surprise, "Aunt Wen Ya, you said you want soup, right?"

Wen Ya frowned, before she had time to react, Xiao Xing had already reached out and picked up a big spoon to fill her with soup.

Everyone thinks that the child Luo Xingchen is really cute and cute, very interesting, and very polite, he can take care of others at such a young age

Only Luo Wanfeng and Mu Yijing knew that it was not that simple, they were frowning at Luo Xingchen.

Sure enough, in the next second, Luo Xingchen brought the soup to Wen Ya, and when he staggered, the whole bowl splashed on Wen Ya's chest.

"Ah!" A burst of heat made Wen Ya scream in panic, the whole person jumped up and backed up, and the chair fell to the ground with a bang.

She didn't care about her image, and desperately pulled the clothes on her chest. The burning pain made her face turn black, and she cursed furiously: "You damn child, are you sick?"

Luo Xingchen felt aggrieved and wanted to cry, she lowered her innocent little face when she did something wrong, trembling with fright: "Aunt Wen Ya, Xiao Xing didn't do it on purpose, I'm sorry."

Luo Wanfeng and Mu Yijing didn't say a word, watching Luo Xingchen perform by himself.

Obviously Wen Ya was the victim, but everyone blamed her.

"You woman is really lacking in quality, and the child didn't do it on purpose. See how you scare the child?"

"That's right, if you get dirty clothes, just change into another one. The kid is kind enough to serve you soup, but you still scold the kid to death. Your mouth is really vicious."

"no quality……"

"Who is she? Why don't I remember that the Chen family has this relative?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it either."

"..."

All kinds of accusations, criticisms, and jokes kept coming to Wen Ya's ears. At this time, she was in a mess, and was pointed at by others, so angry that she wanted to cry without tears.

She gritted her teeth and glared at Luo Xingchen, and finally looked at Luo Wanfeng pretending to be pitiful, and said flatly, "Third Brother, I'm going back first."

Luo Wanfeng looked indifferent, and comforted him: "Go back and change your clothes, I will teach Xiaoxing a lesson."

Seeing that Luo Wanfeng was still protecting her, Wen Ya nodded in satisfaction, "He should be educated, he is indeed becoming more and more ignorant."

Luo Wanfeng nodded.

Although Wen Ya was upset, she turned around and left with satisfaction.

The dining table regained a harmonious dining atmosphere, Luo Wanfeng couldn't help smiling, and reached out to touch Luo Xingchen's head.

Luo Xingchen was not scolded by his father and fourth uncle, but he heard two words of "teaching" him.

Luo Wanfeng: "Xiao Xing, you did a good job, but don't do this next time."

Xiaoxing nodded obediently: "Okay, Dad."

Mu Yijing: "Such a naive trick, don't use it after elementary school."

Luo Xingchen: "Okay, fourth uncle."