"You are so filial now. Your father and I won't know what you will be like in a hundred years from now. Why bother?"

Dabai frowned and glared at Yang Huamei: "My foster father was very kind to me and taught me my crafts. When he dies, can't I be sad? Is it wrong?"

Dabai's voice couldn't help but become louder, causing Ju'er who was walking in front to turn her head and look at him.

Dabai frowned and stared back.

Ju'er rolled her eyes, Dabai was really unreasonable, and she hurriedly caught up with Yang Huaming, too lazy to walk with Dabai.

When she and Ju'er were far apart, Yang Huamei pinched Dabai again and said in a low voice: "What are you doing with such a loud voice, you idiot? Do you still want to borrow money?"

Only then did Dabai's unruly arrogance subside a little.

Yang Ruoqing, who was walking at the front of the team, raised her lips with a sarcastic arc and shook her head secretly.

Yang Huazhong, who was following her, also frowned.

As for Yang Huaming, he put his hands in his sleeves and shook his head and laughed as he walked.

Everyone heard the conversation between Yang Huamei and Dabai, but no one broke through the window paper.

Along the way, Yang Huamei and Dabai stopped talking to each other.

Yang Ruoqing, Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongzhi didn't have much communication. Yang Huaming and Ju'er mainly talked.

Ju'er and Yang Huaming were asking about their younger brothers and sisters, while Yang Huaming focused on asking about interesting things about his two grandchildren.

Even though Yang Huaming is usually generous with his time, in his heart, the ranking of important relatives is clearly ranked. His two grandchildren are the ones he puts at the top of his heart. After all, they are his real third generation.

Surrogacy.

Ju'er kept telling interesting things about the two children all the way, making Yang Huaming laugh from ear to ear.

After laughing, Yang Huaming had an idea in his mind, but he glanced at the back of Yang Ruoqing in front of him and held back the idea.

The restaurant belongs to someone else, and this meal is also someone else’s invitation. How can I be so embarrassed to say that?

Forget it, after dinner, you can go out on the street to buy some snacks for Ju'er to take back to your two grandchildren!

The group of people finally arrived at the door of the restaurant, and saw Chen Biao and Chen's mother standing at the door looking some way away.

Mother Chen also held a child over one year old in her arms.

Ju'er's eyes lit up, "Hey, why are they here?"

Seeing people from Lao Yang's family coming, Chen Biao and Chen's mother hurriedly came over to greet them.

Yang Huaming hadn't seen his little grandson for a long time. He held it in his hands and raised it high, using his stubble to poke the child's tender face, making the little guy giggle.

After the two sides greeted each other, Ju'er asked Chen Biao: "Why are mother and second boy here?"

Chen Biao glanced at Yang Ruoqing and said with a smile, "Sister Qing'er sent someone to pick it up."

"Ah?" Ju'er was surprised.

Yang Huaming was also smiling, looking at Yang Ruoqing with complicated eyes.

This Qing'er... is destined to be capable and accomplished. What she does will win people's hearts!

Except for Yang Huamei, who was worried and had a smile on her face, and Dabai, who was extremely unconvinced at the arrogance, everyone else entered the restaurant happily.

"Third uncle, when are you going to eat? I'm starving to death."

As soon as Xun'er was next to the stool, Dabai grabbed a handful of popsicles on the table and chewed them in his mouth until they were crunchy. He was still able to find time to talk to Yang Huazhong about eating.

Yang Huazhong glanced at Dabai and really didn't want to talk to him.

Just like this, you suddenly have a different face, but you still want to run a shop and become the shopkeeper yourself? Who are you fooling?

"We haven't even talked about the business yet, but you already know how to eat? Are you trying to run a shop and be your own boss?"

Yang Huaming was standing by the window watching the street scene with his little grandson in his arms. When he heard Dabai's words, he couldn't help but turn his head and condemn him.

Dabai rolled his eyes, twisted his neck and tilted his head as he sat there, pulling at the fine cotton silk tablecloth with his hands as if to vent his anger.

"This tablecloth was originally purchased for five hundred cents. The golden chrysanthemums on it are embroidered with gold thread. You can tear it. If it is torn, remember to pay the original price." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile, stood up and grabbed a handful of rock candy.

The fruit came to the window and was stuffed into the child's hands.

Yang Huamei quickly pulled Dabai's hand off, "Can't you just sit down for a while? You're such a big man."

Dabai looked unconvinced, but he didn't dare to talk back to Yang Huaming in front of so many people, so he threw his head back and leaned on the chair, with two legs stretched out to the bottom of the table, and one leg

Still playing and playing.

Yang Huamei patted his thigh again. She really hated the iron and said, "You can't sit properly. There are a lot of elders in the room. Can't you be more dignified?"

Dabai raised his hand and rubbed his nose before sitting upright again. Even so, compared with other people's sitting posture, he was still crooked.

"Qing'er, please help me hold the baby. I want to see if Dabai's spine has been twisted by someone, so he can't sit upright!"

Yang Huaming thrust the little grandson in his arms into Yang Ruoqing's hand, rolled up his sleeves and came to Dabai aggressively.

Yang Huamei was so frightened that she hurriedly smiled at Yang Huaming while slapping Dabai hard and dragging him to sit upright.

Dabai was also frightened and quickly straightened his back and sat down.

Yang Huazhong took advantage of the situation to stop Yang Huaming: "Forget it, give Meier some face and stop taking action."

Yang Hua Ming pointed at Dabai with a cold face: "It's just like this, you still want to learn to be a shopkeeper? My fourth uncle will give you a free sentence, you kid should learn how to behave first! Bah!"

Dabai also turned red with anger and opened his mouth to defend. When he raised his head, he met Yang Yongzhi's gloomy gaze, Chen Biao's clenched fist, and Ju'er's contemptuous sneer...

In fact, he wasn't really too afraid of these people. It was just that they were outnumbered and he couldn't defeat them.

But the cousin by the window, who was holding the child and clearly smiling and looking like a good person, was the heaviest stone weighing on Dabai's heart.

He was just afraid of her, inexplicably afraid, from childhood to adulthood.

Just at this time, the waiter came over to ask Yang Ruoqing if the food was ready and she wanted to serve it.

"Can."

After the interruption of serving the food, the previous unhappiness was temporarily over.

"Everyone, sit down. Let's eat first and talk while eating."

Yang Ruoqing greeted and asked the waiter to get a child's seat.

"My dear, no wonder our Tianxiang Restaurant is getting better and better. We are so considerate for our diners just because of the children's seats. We are far ahead of other restaurants eighteen blocks away!"

Yang Huaming touched the high-legged stool that was polished smooth and covered with soft cushions, with a tray in front of it, and praised it from the bottom of his heart.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongzhi also nodded repeatedly.

"As a carpenter who has studied carpentry for ten years, I feel a little ashamed. My two children have always had a difficult time eating when they were young. I didn't even think of buying them a pair of seats like this. Qing'er thought of it.
Chapter completed!