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Lu Yihe was reading a book while paying attention to the outside. She had finished her breakfast and read a book for a while. Why didn't her younger sister get up yet?

Even though she knew that the couple must be very passionate as newlyweds, the sun would shine on her buttocks if she continued to sleep. She originally wanted to chat with her younger sister to kill time. They finally lived so close to each other and should cultivate their relationship.

Luo Wenbo was the first to sit at the table. He picked up a cookie and took a bite. He only chewed it a few times and immediately screamed.

"Mom, why is this cake so salty today? Is our salt free?"

The absent-minded Li Hongying was almost scared to death by such a shout, and immediately said unhappily: "If you think it's too salty, don't eat it. If you want to eat it, shut up. But you are still here making a fuss about drinking a few more sips of water. If you scare me, I will let you starve to death."

Luo Wenbo looked at his mother who was inexplicably angry, and suddenly he became depressed. He didn't say anything, so why was his mother so angry today?

It's no big deal for his mother to get angry, and as a son, it's right to bear it, but if she wants to strike and not cook, that's absolutely unacceptable.

The only thing he looked forward to every day was to eat the food cooked by his mother. Although there were many women in the family, her cooking skills were really hard to describe.

After eating the delicious food cooked by his mother, it was really hard for him to eat the pig food made by his wife or his sisters-in-law.

With a sense of crisis, he decided to make up for the loss and please his mother.

"Mom, don't be angry. It's all my fault. Don't hold it against me. It's better to make the cake saltier. If you save it, you can have more meals and save some food for our family. I was just stupid and didn't think of it. I scared you. I deserve to die."

Luo Wensong, who had just walked to the door with soup and was reminded by his younger brother, tasted the soup alertly. He was relieved when he found that the soup was delicious. He was disgusted by the shameless flattery of his younger brother behind him.

Sometimes he would doubt whether he and his younger brother were born from the same mother. His brothers and sisters were all decent people, but why did his second brother seem like an alien, not only slick but also particularly greedy.

He shook his head and said he had to go to work soon, but he didn't have time to care about his shameless second brother. He might as well spend more time with his daughter. If his daughter could be as successful as her aunt when she grew up, he would die with his eyes closed.

When Luo Tugen came over, he saw that his eldest son had a strange expression on his face. His wife had a loud voice and heard the conversation just now, so she naturally guessed why his eldest son had a distorted expression.

The eldest son was going to set up his own family, so he was a little strict when educating him. He basically didn't care about the younger son, who was a little unruly. His wife always said that the younger son was like him when he was not serious.

As the head of the family, he absolutely could not lose his prestige in front of his son, so no one in the family knew the true face of his father.

In fact, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his younger son being like this. It is a skill to speak differently to different people. Dealing with people depends on one's mouth.

"Wensong, take the soup to your wife quickly. It will be cool soon."

After sending his eldest son away, he stepped into the kitchen: "Wenbo, your mother is upset because she just married off your younger sister. Don't mess with her."

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