"Is it raining heavily outside?" Tang Xiao sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his sister Tang Mi, who was a little constrained, with a concerned expression, wanting to relieve Tang Mi's nervousness by speaking.

Tang Mi stepped on the carpet as soft as clouds and walked to Tang Xiao and sat down, during which his brother-in-law Cheng Lie kept quietly looking at her with his surprisingly dark eyes - this made Tang Mi very nervous, although he understood that his brother-in-law no longer hated himself, but with such sharp eyes, anyone who looked at it couldn't help but be afraid.

Tang Mi didn't do anything wrong, but he felt weak. His eyes were evasive, but he didn't dare to look at his brother-in-law.

"Well, it's a bit big. Tang Mi said softly, hanging his head and looking at the thermos bucket he held on his chest, which was wrapped in a plastic bag with three layers inside and three layers outside, as if he was afraid that the heat would dissipate.

"Sister, will you drink soup?" Tang Mi seemed to remember this, put the thermos bucket on the bedside table next to Tang Xiao, and started to remove the plastic bags that were tightly attached to the thermos bucket layer by layer outside.

"Soup?" Tang Xiao saw the soup in Tang Mi's arms at the beginning, thinking that Tang Mi made it, so he asked with a smile: "Did you make it?" Mi Mi is really amazing, he only knew how to make desserts before, but now he can even cook soup, and after a while, will he still cook a big meal?"

Tang Mi was amused by her sister's words, and a smile suddenly bloomed on her pure little face: "Sister, don't think too much, where will I make a big meal, this soup is not made by me at all, this is made by my mother herself." As soon as she was ready, I put it in the thermos bucket, and held it well all the way, not letting it show a little wind, and now it must be steaming hot!"

As soon as Tang Xiao heard that it was Tang Mi's mother Li Yan, the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

Although she didn't hate the house and Wu so much that she threw this thermos bucket out immediately, she couldn't drink the soup made by Li Yan.

It's just that, looking at Tang Mi's expectation, the words of refusal were a little unspeakable.

Tang Xiao thought to herself, is she originally soft-hearted, or is she getting older and more unable to say a word "no"?

However, if you can't refuse, then you have to drink the soup made by Li Yan, it's really ironic, when she lived in the Tang family before, she rarely had the opportunity to drink soup at home, and even if there were, it was mostly Li Yan and Tang Mi who drank the leftovers, or pretended to be in front of her father Tang Zhentian, in Li Yan's eyes, she was like an old thing at home that was an eyesore that could not be discarded and could never be of any use, where could she use Li Yan's driver to make soup for her personally?

Tang Xiao was a girl, how envious Tang Mi was when she came home from school to drink the hot and fragrant soup made by her mother, she knew that none of them were her share - Li Yan would never directly say to her, "Get out, don't drink", but when she tried to fill herself with a bowl of hot soup or a chopstick meat, she would cast a faint glance at her with that mixture of disdain and disgust, how to describe that glance?

That glance swept to Tang Xiao's face, like a mouthful of saliva stained with thick phlegm "snapped" on her face, as if it still had a cold sticky texture, and a disgusting fishy smell.

Tang Xiao couldn't stand it - no matter how greedy she was, she couldn't stand it.

Her self-esteem is so strong, even if she is only a teenager, she will never allow herself to be a beggar in front of others for a bite to drink.

But now, now, Li Yan actually sent her sister Tang Mi to bring her a bowl of soup she made herself, Tang Xiao almost wanted to laugh, this thing in the world is really unthinkable. What's even more unexpected is the human heart.

In a short period of time, Tang Xiao had a lot of images of the past in her mind, and those memories were like 3D projections, allowing her to re-enter the scene at that time.

One of her hands at her side tightened quietly. The smile on his face also froze completely.

"Tang Mi, I'...... I don't like soup. She said with difficulty. When she said this, she didn't dare to look at Tang Mi's eyes. After all, the person who did those things was Li Yan, what did Tang Mi know at that time? The current Tang Mi should not have borne her hatred for Li Yan.

She really didn't want to hurt Tang Mi's feelings, but sometimes, if she couldn't bear to hurt others, she had to choose to hurt herself.

She has to protect herself and not let herself be hurt, whether it is for herself or for Cheng Lie - she can't be hurt so easily, she has to become strong, then she is bound to hurt Tang Mi. There's no way around it. She only hopes that Tang Mi can understand her and be considerate of her. Don't blame her incompetent sister.

Tang Mi let out an "ah", as if she didn't react, she blinked her eyes quickly, tilted her head slightly in confusion and said, "Yes, my sister doesn't like to drink soup?" But--my mother said that this is my sister's favorite yam pork rib soup, and she said that my sister likes to drink soup very much, hmm...... There is also black-bone chicken soup or something, my mother said that the materials at home today are not enough, and there are only yam ribs left in the refrigerator, so I made a simple supplement for my sister first, and then made others for my sister to drink in a few days. ”

She thought that these words would make her sister smile, and look at how sincere her mother is and how willing she is to take care of her sister. She knows that her sister Tang Mi has lacked maternal love since she was a child, if her mother is willing to take care of her like her sister's own mother and give her good food, then she can more or less make up for some of the regrets in her sister's heart, right?

What she didn't know was that her words doubled down on Tang Xiao's disgust for Li Yan.

Li Yan actually knew that she liked to drink soup? Now that she knows, what kind of mentality did she use to embarrass a little girl at that time, and what kind of mentality did she deliberately crave a child who couldn't eat enough to eat, but she was not allowed to drink a bowl of hot soup at her own home?

What's even funnier is that Li Yan even knows everything about what kind of soup she likes to drink.

How did you know that? Did you carefully observe the number of times the child swallowed saliva when she made the soup she made? You can imagine how she looked at her coldly and laughed at herself in her heart—something like this made her feel like watching a play, right?

What kind of bad taste does it take to be able to have fun with this kind of thing?

What kind of thick skin does she have that can make her talk about "what soup she likes to drink" without scruples today, does she think that the things she did have been forgotten by that child back then?

Adults always think that children are stupid, children can be bullied casually, children have no memory, so they show their various shameless faces in front of children, but children's eyes are the clearest and brightest, and those things that happen in the eyes of children, a word, an action, and a look will be deeply imprinted in the hearts of children who think they are stupid and can be bullied at will.

A sneer appeared on Tang Xiao's tender lips, she turned her head, pretending to look elsewhere, in fact, she didn't want Tang Mi to see the ridicule and indifference in her eyes.

Tang Mi didn't know anything about it, she just wondered why her sister suddenly became silent. Her two palms were held on both sides of the thermos bucket, greedily absorbing the temperature on the wall of the bucket, and she was a little anxious, when will my sister drink the soup? If she doesn't drink it, the soup will be cold.

Tang Mi couldn't see Tang Xiao's true reaction, Cheng Lie was clear about his wife's actions and expressions, although he hadn't personally experienced the things that Tang Xiao had experienced, on the contrary, he had lived in a fairly happy family since he was a child, but, because he loved her, he could accept her past, and he could understand what she thought.

"Tang Mi, your sister can't drink soup now. Cheng Lie straightened up from the sofa and walked over to this side, and said lightly, "Her diet must be arranged by a professional nutritionist herself, and she can't eat anything other than the food arranged by the nutritionist." I'm sorry, but thank you for your kindness on my behalf. ”

"Is this so?" Tang Mi looked surprised, she furrowed her thin eyebrows, and looked down at the thermos bucket in her eyes, this thermos bucket accompanied her all the way, for fear that it would rain, she carefully held it all the way. Tang Mi couldn't help but think of her mother again, and she saw the appearance of her mother when she was making soup - her face was still blue and purple, the corners of her eyes were also swollen, her whole face was deformed, she didn't look like her usual mother at all, and when her mother was serving soup, her elbow was a little unable to play, which was accidentally knocked on the ground by her father when she was slammed to the ground last night, and it is still red and swollen. At that time, my mother also took a few deep breaths because of the pain.

Thinking that it was not easy for his mother to make such a pot of soup, but his sister didn't even want to taste it, Tang Mi couldn't help but feel sad, lost and unfair.

What kind of professional nutritionist is the brother-in-law talking about, can the things she makes have the nutrition of the things made by her mother?

Tang Mi pursed her lips, she felt that it was necessary to work a little hard for her mother and her own hard work all the way - what's wrong with drinking two sips of soup, just drinking a little soup will make her sister's nutrition unbalanced? How is it possible.

She didn't ask for anything else, she just wanted her sister to take two sips and then praise it casually.

As long as her sister said a word, she felt that it was all worth it.

Tang Mi made up her mind, raised her head and stared at her tall and handsome brother-in-law with her big eyes that were slightly upturned and said: "Brother-in-law, my mother has always been very good at making soup, and the soup she makes is the most nutritious, and the taste is not bad at all, my father can't help but drink several bowls every time! ”