C432 (1/2)
”Aiya, Xiao Bo, you've come. Quickly come in.”
The moment Wu Chen and Xiao Bo returned home, mother Wu passionately rushed over and pulled Xiao Bo into the room. Wu Chen, who was at the back, felt a sense of danger.
”Mom, who is your son?”
Wu Chen sat at the dining table with his mouth shut, preparing to start the meal.
”You, you still have the nerve to say that you're my son. Go, bring the food over.”
Mother Wu laid out the tableware, picked up a series of chopsticks and knocked on Wu Chen's head.
”Ai ai ai, I'll go.” Wu Chen covered his head and slipped into the kitchen.
”Mom!” Why are there so many dishes? ” As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw that it was filled to the brim with prepared dishes. Every dish weighed heavily on the table. ”Mom, did you cook a full meal?”
”Don't talk so much nonsense, hurry up and bring it out.” Mother Wu instructed.
Wu Chen could only bitterly carry two plates to the exit. Oh god, what's wrong with this, he had to cook so many dishes.
”Aunt Wu, let me help.” Xiao Bo was about to get up to help when his mother pushed him onto a chair.
”No need, no need. He can do it, no need to worry.”
Hearing Mother Wu's words, Wu Chen felt a burst of exhaustion. He was indeed a foster child, right? Speaking of which, the moment Xiao Bo came over, he had already become an 'orphan'.
Finally, he spent ten minutes carefully bringing out all the dishes.
”Mom, what's wrong with you today? Why are you stir-frying so many dishes?” Wu Chen picked up his chopsticks, wanting to go pick up the dishes.
”Don't move.” Mother Wu quickly picked up her chopsticks and knocked on Wu Chen's hand, telling him to put down his chopsticks.
”Today is Xiao Bo's birthday celebration.” Mother Wu looked kindly at Xiao Bo.
Xiao Bo instantly opened his eyes wide. Counting the date, it was indeed his birthday. How long had it been since his birthday? It seemed that ever since his mother passed away, he had never had a birthday.
He didn't expect that his mother and father Wu would remember his birthday and even cook so many dishes for him. His heart that never had a ripple of emotions suddenly surged again.
”Aunty, Uncle, thank you. Thank you so much.” Xiao Bo stood up and bowed deeply to Wu's father and mother.
”Child, quickly sit down. There's no need to be courteous. Just treat this place as your home.” Mother Wu quickly pulled Shobo into her seat.
”Mom, why didn't you tell me about this?” Wu Chen
”Tell you?” I'm afraid that your big mouth will be exposed, and there will be no surprises if that happens. ” Mother Wu looked at Wu Chen in disdain, and sure enough, mother Wu had completely understood Wu Chen's temper.
”Alright, alright.” Wu Chen watched as Xiao Bo ate his first mouthful of food, and then began to eat while feeling depressed.
That day, Xiao Bo drank a lot of wine and seemed to be in a good mood.
The next day, Xiao Bo woke up with a headache. After washing up, he went downstairs.
”How is it? ”Do you still have a headache?” Mother Wu served a cup of tea to Xiao Bo and asked a maid to pinch Xiao Bo's head.
”Has the young master woken up yet?” Mother Wu
” ”No, not yet.”
”This brat, he woke up so late.”
”Mom, you're talking bad about me again.” Wu Chen leaned on the stairs and looked at his mother.