Every World Seems Not Quite Right [Quick Wear]

1.5 - Reaching out and sketching the boy's facial features bit by bit

"My son is so cute, isn't he?" Zhang Guoqiang was really proud of his son when he talked about him. He looked like he was the best son in the world and it made people want to touch him.

"Cute." Zhang Zixuan responded with a smile as he looked at Shao Qian's blushing face.

"He really looks like Song Yun." Zhang Guojian looked at Shao Qian and sighed: "If it wasn't for the old man's insistence..."

"Ajian." Zhang Guofu said in a deep voice: "Don't mention the past anymore."

"That's right, big brother." Zhang Guojian responded and said with a smile, "Let's not talk about that. I've asked the housekeeper to prepare the food. Let's eat and talk at the same time."

Zhang Qing was furious as she watched everyone surrounding Shao Qian. She was standing right here, so why didn't anyone see her? She was also his father's daughter, so why did he only see Zhang Zihui, who was inferior to her in every way? Was it because she was the daughter and Zhang Zihui was the son?

"Who is this?" Zhang Guojian had noticed the woman standing beside him. She had been looking around since she entered the door. This impolite behavior really made him unhappy.

"This is my sister Zhang Qing." Shao Qian grinned and said, "My sister came with us."

Zhang Qing wanted to introduce herself, but Shao Qian got there first. This made Zhang Qing, who was already a little angry, glare at him, and then she introduced herself in a gentle voice: "Hello, Third Uncle, I am my father's daughter Zhang Qing."

Sister? Zhang Guojian and Zhang Guoqiang looked at each other. They clearly remembered that when the second child took Song Yun away, she was only pregnant with Xiaohui. Didn't they find out that they were twins at the time?

"Let's talk about this later. Let's eat first." How could Zhang Guoqiang not see the doubts in his brother's heart? But he couldn't say it in front of the children.

The Zhang brothers were all clear-headed people, and there was nothing to delve into in this matter. After greeting Zhang Qing, they went to the dining table together.

Zhang Zixuan had been standing next to Shao Qian. He had naturally seen Zhang Qing glaring at Shao Qian, and his slight affection for Zhang Qing instantly dropped to negative. Although he knew that they might not get along, he really disliked Xiaohui for looking at him like that. If she wasn't his second uncle's daughter, he would have kicked her out long ago.

The Zhang family didn't have many rules for dining, but the seats for elders and younger generations were slightly different. So, when Zhang Qing sat down next to Zhang Guoqiang, the faces of the people present suddenly became a little awkward, but these people were all smart people, and there was no need to make a reunion dinner too awkward.

Shao Qian sat next to Zhang Zixuan, glanced at the table and finally chose the chicken wings in front of Zhang Guoqiang: "Dad, give me a piece of chicken wing."

"Okay, son." Zhang Guoqiang stood up and put the chicken wings into Shao Qian's bowl. He looked at his son chewing on the chicken wings he handed over with a smile on his face.

"Xiaohui, why are you so ignorant? You can't reach the food in front of you and just eat it." Zhang Qing couldn't help but scold the father and son when she saw their embarrassing appearance. As soon as she said this, Zhang Guofu, who had just picked up the chicken wings plate, put it down and didn't pass it over.

The Zhang brothers always believed that there was no need to follow any rules when eating as a family. The rules were for outsiders to see. Wouldn't it be tiring to care about this when eating with one's family? Now Zhang Qing's scolding made the Zhang brothers feel that this was a style for outsiders.

"Father, give it to me." Zhang Zixuan took the plate from Zhang Guofu and placed it in front of Shao Qian: "Eat it."

Zhang Zixuan's disrespectful behavior really made Zhang Qing feel a little embarrassed. She secretly glared at Shao Qian and lowered her head to eat, but her movements were much bigger than before, and the clinking sounds on the table were all hers.

Zhang Guoqiang's face suddenly turned cold when he saw this. He opened his mouth to say something but a piece of meat was stuffed into his mouth: "Dad, this braised pork is delicious."

Although Shao Qian was happy to see Zhang Guoqiang scold the heroine, the heroine had already been embarrassed enough today. If he pushed her too hard and her true face was revealed, wouldn't that miss a lot of the show?

So, when he saw Zhang Guoqiang's face change and he was about to scold Zhang Qing, he picked up the braised pork next to him and walked to Zhang Guoqiang, and stuffed the meat into his mouth when he opened his mouth.

Zhang Guoqiang swallowed the fat in his mouth with a bitter face. No matter how delicious the braised pork was, or how melt-in-the-mouth it was, it couldn't change the fact that it was a piece of fat. He couldn't stand such greasy things since he was a child, but... since it was fed by his son who looked so much like his wife, he would just eat it reluctantly.

"Hey, he really ate it." Zhang Guojian said with exaggerated surprise: "Xiaohui, your father likes to eat this kind of meat, hurry up and pick up two more pieces."

Shao Qian grinned at his uncle who was obviously teasing his cheap father, and then put a bigger piece of fat meat in his bowl: "Uncle, if dad likes it, you must like it too."

Zhang Guojian looked at the big piece of fat in the bowl and his smile froze. What does it mean to shoot oneself in the foot? This is, Zhang Laoer doesn't like to eat fat meat, so does he like it? He doesn't like it either. It should be said that none of the three brothers of the Zhang family like this kind of food. The third brother of the Zhang family, who was tricked, has begun to consider reducing the expenses of buying food.

The family dinner ended, and since it was not too late, the housekeeper took Shao Qian and Zhang Qing to rest in the room that had been prepared long ago. Zhang Guoqiang must have his own room in the main house, and even if he hadn't been back for more than ten years, there was always someone cleaning the room.

The housekeeper first sent Zhang Qing to the second floor, and then took Shao Qian to the third floor. Zhang Qing watched the housekeeper take Shao Qian upstairs and then locked the door. She touched around the room with excitement, and when she saw the princess bed that was big enough for several people to sleep side by side, she jumped on it, rolled on it a few times, and then lay on it, her cheek pressed against the delicate and soft brocade, feeling as if she was in the clouds. The softness made her smile.

As expected, she was born to be a princess. From now on, no one dared to look down on her. Those classmates who had a little money at the beginning must have never thought that she would become the little princess of the Zhang family. Maybe she would also go to the next class reunion? Zhang Qing fell asleep on the bed while she was daydreaming.

Shao Qian thanked the housekeeper and closed the door. He quickly took a shower, changed into pajamas and went to bed. He was very tired after tossing and turning for most of the night. Shao Qian was snoring after almost every few minutes.

Not long after Shao Qian fell asleep, his door was unlocked. The tall man quietly closed the door and approached the bed, looking at the boy lying on the bed with the help of a weak light. He stretched out his right hand and traced the boy's facial features bit by bit, even gently tapping on the boy's dimples.

Perhaps his movements were a little too big, the boy on the bed hummed softly twice, and the man hurriedly patted the boy's back to help him sleep more soundly.

Sure enough, he patted the boy gently a few times and his breathing became heavier again. The man touched the boy's hair, then slowly lowered his head and placed a kiss on his forehead.