The fake daughter is crazy about her waistcoat and leads her whole family into a wealthy family

After drinking two bowls of radish and pork ribs soup, An Yuan put down the bowl and said seriously: "Mom, Dad, I know very good doctor friends. After you set a time, tell me, and I will ask the hospital to send a car to pick up my grandparents and invite my doctor friends. Check them out.”

"You don't have to worry about money. The hospital allows credit. It can be repaid in five years or ten years."

An Weiguo and his wife were surprised and happy when they heard this: "Thank you so much, Xiao Yuan, you are really the lucky star of our family."

An Yuan smiled lightly and continued to eat.

Parents all like their children to say that the food they cook is delicious. That feeling is so satisfying.

Huang Xiaomei smiled brightly and kept picking up food for Anyuan with serving chopsticks, piling up a small mountain in Anyuan's bowl.

"Come, come, eat more."

When An Weiguo saw this, he couldn't lose to his wife.

So he also picked up the serving chopsticks, put an empty bowl in front of An Yuan, and kept adding vegetables to it: "The chicken, lobster, and pork belly are made by dad. You can try them."

Anyuan would eat whatever they picked up.

He was as content as a cat, burying his head in the food, and barely had his tail raised and meowing.

They are all Chinese cabbages. Why are her Chinese cabbages so fresh and tender, as if they are growing in your mouth?

They are all fish. Why is the fish cooked in her home so delicious and feels like it is jumping alive in the mouth?

As the god of food in the family, Huang Xiaomei will never give up to her husband.

He immediately said: "Xiaoyuan, steamed sea bass, Buddha jumping over the wall, boiled beef and these vegetarian dishes are all cooked by my mother. Do you think the food cooked by my father is better or the one made by my mother?"

An ordinary child would definitely say that the food cooked by mom and dad is equally delicious.

But Anyuan has no similar experience, and his usual style is to either say nothing or tell the truth.

So she thought about it seriously and said matter-of-factly: "Dad's cooking can give me a hundred points."

An Weiguo laughed and winked at his wife proudly.

Huang Xiaomei was frustrated. It seemed that she had not practiced enough.

But An Yuan then added: "Mom's cooking can score 120 points."

Huang Xiaomei immediately raised the corners of her mouth and brightened her eyes. She instantly became more than ten years younger, and her whole body exuded energy.

"Then you eat more." She then diligently picked up vegetables for her daughter. "As long as you are willing, mommy will cook it for you every day. Mommy can make whatever you want to eat. If you don't know how to cook it, you can learn it."

"It's not that mom is bragging. Mom is very talented at cooking. Your dad ate the green vegetables, tofu and steamed fish I made back then. He thought he would die if he couldn't eat them in the future, so he cried and made a fuss about marrying me."

"How could you lie to a child?" An Weiguo said with a serious face, "You were obviously the one who fell in love with me back then, and you cooked for me every day in order to marry me..."

"Hmm..." An Yuan ate happily, feeling that her teeth had never been so busy.

An Weiguo and Huang Xiaomei were bickering and watching her eat. The more they watched, the more they liked her.

Why is their Xiao Yuan so cute?

The cheeks are bulging, the eyes are bright, and the little mouth is chewing non-stop, like a happy little hamster.

It makes people want to feed them.

After An Yuan cooked rice vigorously for more than ten minutes, he put down his chopsticks, touched his stomach, and said with a satisfied expression: "Have an intermission and continue in the second half."

An Weiguo and Huang Xiaomei loved hearing this.

Huang Xiaomei poured her sour plum juice: "Xiaoyuan, this is mom's best sour plum juice. People who have tasted it say it can be used to apply for intangible cultural heritage."

An Weiguo smiled and said, "Drink slowly, and dad will tell you about the other brothers and sisters."

"Your second brother is studying abroad. His family has not given him a penny. He relies on scholarships and part-time jobs to pay for all his expenses while abroad. Sometimes he also sends money home."

"He really wants to go back to China to see you, but he needs some time to collect money to buy a plane ticket. His family wants to transfer money to him, but he refuses, saying that he can afford it."

Speaking of this, his expression was both proud and guilty.

An Yuan smiled slightly: "Mom and dad, tell your second brother that I am in Nancheng and not going anywhere. So he doesn't have to worry and will come back whenever it's convenient."

An Weiguo was pleased: "Xiao Yuan, you are a considerate child. I will convey your words to your second brother. He will definitely be very moved."

Huang Xiaomei continued: "Your third brother is serving in the army..."

Just as she said this, An Weiguo's cell phone suddenly rang.

An Weiguo's mind was focused on his daughter, and he pressed the speakerphone casually: "Hello?"

The environment there is very noisy.

The other party's voice was very excited: "Hey, are you Xiao An's father? Xiao An had a conflict with the security guard and was taken away by the police. They said he intentionally hurt others..."

"What?" An Weiguo stood up in shock, walked quickly to the kitchen, and lowered his voice, "Where is he now? Is he injured?"

Snapped!

Huang Xiaomei was so shocked that the chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground, and the smile disappeared from her face.

An Weiguo closed the kitchen door to prevent his wife and daughter from hearing their conversation.

The living room was very quiet.

Huang Xiaomei looked left and right anxiously, as if looking for something.

Anyuan picked up the mobile phone she placed on the sofa and handed it to her.

Huang Xiaomei took the phone and pressed a number tremblingly.

"Dududu-"

A blind tone came from the phone.

Her face turned pale again, and she kept dialing out, looking like she was about to cry.

Anyuan saw that the note displayed on the phone was "Little Four", and also noticed that her phone was from the past two years, which was much better than her father's old-fashioned phone.

It seems that the An family loves her mother very much.

Huang Xiaomei tried to dial her fourth son's number for several minutes, but she almost burst into tears.

"Why can't I get through? Even if I get caught, my phone won't be confiscated, right?"

"At least the child should be allowed to make phone calls. Otherwise, how can he contact his family? He hasn't done anything harmful..."

An Yuan didn't know the inside story, so he didn't speak easily and just observed silently.

After a while, the kitchen door opened, and An Weiguo walked out with a solemn expression.

Huang Xiaomei stood up: "Weiguo, how is Xiaosi? When will he come back..."

"Don't worry, it's just a misunderstanding. Xiaosi will be fine."

An Weiguo put his hands on his wife's shoulders and motioned for her to sit down.

Then he said to An Yuan with an apologetic look: "Xiao Yuan, mom and dad are sorry for you. This happened to you the first time you came to the house. Your fourth brother got into some trouble and was taken away by the police. I'm going to go now. Meet him at the police station.”

"If it's convenient for you to stay a little longer or live at home, I'll ask your mother to stay with you at home."

"If you want to go back first, dad will call a car to take you there."

After hearing what he said, An Yuan said, "Dad, I am now a part of the family. Can you tell me what happened to my fourth brother?"