After school, Wu Siming went home directly, and the supper was just ready.

Liu Yumei made the sauce noodles, and she added the meat residue and lard left after eating the braised pork to the dish.

During the meal, Wu Sifan complained that the rice was full of lard and kept chanting with chopsticks, "Why do you always put the remaining lard in the vegetables? How to eat meat or vegetable or vegetable?"

"Don't eat if you don't want to eat."

Liu Yumei could not bear to see her daughter's fault. She thought the lard was greasy, sheep oil was smelly, and the bowl of eggs she had beaten was fishy. She coaxed her to eat when she was a child, but she was ungrateful. The older she grew up, not only did she not change, but she became more picky.

"When did your brother worry about eating?"

Liu Yumei said as she took away the bowl from Wu Sifan's hand and poured the rice into the trash can under the table.

"If you don't eat, don't eat it, I'll just starve to death."

Wu Sifan felt a little difficult to adapt. After reacting, he threw down his chopsticks and left the seat with tears in his eyes.

"You throw it again."

Liu Yumei said loudly.

Wu Sifan didn't even go back to the bedroom.

"Just coax it, do you have to?"

Wu Qingping picked up the chopsticks that fell to the ground and said.

"If I can coax her for the rest of my life, I will burn incense every day. Whoever coaxes her when I go out, don't worry about it, eat,"

Liu Yumei shouted a few words and started eating. This time she refused to be accustomed to her daughter. She cured her daughter’s bad habits. The family spoiled her child for a lot of problems. When she grew up, outsiders would not spoil her.

Seeing that my mother was serious this time, Wu Siming took her bowl to the bedroom.

Wu Sifan didn't turn on the lamp, lying on the bed, pulling the curtain, Wu Siming turned on the lamp, looked at it, and sat on the desk to have a meal, "Fan your mouth is too cheesy. We are not a royal family member, so we can eat whatever we do. Could you give me a private chef?"

Wu Sifan said silently. She just complained, "This is how my mother is, is she kissing me?"

"Are you hungry? I'll bring you a bowl."

Wu Siming went to the bedside and picked up the curtain.

“Not to eat.”

Wu Sifan is quite strong now.

Wu Siming didn't talk too much, and went to eat his own, while enlightening the old girl.

"The times are different. Now you say that you have passed the grassland for 25,000 yuan. You must think it's too far-reaching to eat rice and white flour. You are too willful to choose from. Grandpa and grandma have eaten bark and grass roots, and parents have eaten steamed buns. It was not easy to eat a meal of meat when we were young. What are you picking now?"

"We shouldn't have experienced the days of lack of food and clothing in this life, but we cannot forget the instinct of survival. If we don't want to be starved to death or thirsty to death, we must have food and the awareness of grasping everything."

Wu Siming didn't want to say it too bluntly while having dinner, so that his sister could understand it himself.

Wu Sifan listened quietly and said nothing, and his stomach was uglied and protested that she put her down and went to have a meal. If my mother brought it in and said a few good things, Wu Sifan would force herself to eat, otherwise she wouldn't eat it tonight, and she would be embarrassed to eat too much by herself.

Wu Sifan thought too much.

Liu Yumei cooks according to the head, and there is nothing extra when she pours a bowl.

After Wu Siming finished eating, he sent the bowl out. Wu Qingping asked Wu Sifan how it was. Liu Yumei also seemed. Wu Siming said it was okay, so he put the bowl down and went back to the bedroom to look at the old girl.

"Are you really going to go on a hunger strike and starve to death?"

Wu Siming sat down by the bed and patted the old girl and said.

"You don't have to worry about it."

Wu Sifan pushed his elbow away.

"Don't care about you, you will definitely be hungry to sleep tonight," Wu Siming rubbed his sister's flat belly. "Tell me the truth, there is no food. I guess my mother won't remake it for you today. What do you want to eat? Brother will take you out for food."

"Don't go."

Wu Sifan squeezed out two words from his mouth. As soon as he finished speaking, he gushed again in his stomach, really awkward.

"Don't hold on with me, I'll suffer if I have to fight with you. Don't compete with your stomach. Don't think that this is a sign of backbone. This is the most unreliable manifestation. You can't really go on a hunger strike. Wait for your mother to say a few good things before you eat it. What's the difference between being slapped and enjoying two sweet dates again?"

Wu Siming patiently enlightened him, picked up the alarm clock and looked at it, "It's past seven o'clock, what do you want to eat, I'll go out to buy it."

"Um?"

Wu Sifan kept his mouth tight and said in his heart that he would eat whatever he bought.

It was already dark. Wu Siming wandered around the living room, slipped out, and wandered around to the community supermarket. He bought a box of potato chips, a pack of spicy strips, and sausage and noodles. Finally, he brought himself a bottle of Coke. After returning, he went back to the bedroom and put the Coke on his own bed, and threw the rest down the bunk, then went to his own bunk and picked up "Border Town" to read.

On the lower bunk, Wu Sifan stared at the plastic bag, but still couldn't put his stiletto.

But the protest in her stomach became even more intense, which made her headache and upset. As expected, she was so hungry that she didn't eat for a meal.

While reading the book, Wu Siming kept paying attention to the movements below and quarreled with his older sister, but at this time, the brother and sister were together and couldn't help but coax, care, and pay attention.

After a while, the lower bunk made a crackling sound.

Wu Siming lay beside the bed, lifted the curtain of the lower bed. The old girl stopped chewing her mouth, looked up, with a expressionless face.

"Is it tasty?"

Wu Siming smiled.

Wu Sifan blinked his big eyes, "How much did it cost?"

"This is my priceless love and comfort for your hurt heart. I don't want to give you a hundred dollars."

Wu Siming reached out and patted the old girl's bangs.

Wu Sifan suddenly said angrily: "You can't say that mom is too much?"

"It's too much." Wu Siming nodded and said, "But my mother is also deeply in love and harsh in her heart."

"Then I can't pour my rice bowl, I'm obviously going to make me hungry all night."

Wu Sifan was sad when he thought about it.

Wu Siming smiled and said, "You ask mom where I picked you up."

"Picked up from the cracks of the stone."

At this time, Liu Yumei pushed the door and came in, with Wu Siming's thermal underwear hanging on her arm, throwing it onto Wu Siming's bed, "Will you come back for lunch tomorrow?"

"I won't come back. I'll review it carefully for the exam next week."

Wu Siming did not explain that he went to Lu Manxi's house for dinner at noon. With his mother's personality, he would definitely give him many instructions after he knew about it.

Having said that, what should I wear when I go to Manxi's house tomorrow? I have been wearing my school uniform for a week, and it got dirty today. Wu Siming thought it was appropriate to wear a school uniform, so he asked my mother to wash and hang it next to the heating bottle with a washing machine.

There is another problem.

Xin Liao, Bai Yanlong and Li Fan discussed singing on weekends. After school started for so long, the few people have not had fun together. Considering that the exam next week was about to sing next week, the old class said that the parents' meeting next weekend was held, so he decided to go this week and just release the pressure before the exam.

Wu Siming planned to study in the morning and go to Lu Manxi's house for lunch. He just took off his clothes in the afternoon. He also took advantage of the fact that there was some money on Yuechu and decided to sing tomorrow afternoon.

Do you want to go to KTV in your school uniform?

It doesn’t matter, the school uniform is just the school uniform, and you can also hide it from your mother.

Liu Yumei said: "I'll wear it tomorrow, and I'll wash your bed sheets and quilt covers the day after tomorrow."

"The legs of the trouser are covered with mud, which makes people tutor. They are so dirty that they are so careless."

Wu Siming shouted.

"Why don't you take a shower and change your clothes? Studying hard is not in vain. It is the greatest sincerity," Liu Yumei glanced at the bastard and lifted her daughter's bed curtain. "You took off your body and washed it together."

"I wash myself."

Wu Sifan muttered hard.

"If you have the ability, you will support yourself. If you are ignorant, you are not happy to say something. You are so resentful. Can your mother be ill-hearted towards you?" Liu Yumei looked at her daughter and said, "Will you wash your school uniform?"
Chapter completed!