Zhang Yule didn't follow.

Zhang Yule carried his schoolbag on his back, looking at the back in front of him who had been looking at it for more than ten years, and his heart was still cold after all.

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"Lele is here, come in quickly, your mother specially made a lot of delicious food today."

"Lele, we did something wrong before, and today we are here to make amends."

When Zhang Yule followed Yang Mei'e to Qian's house, Qian Qiangping and Qian Jie seemed to be waiting for her, and when they saw her, their eyes burst out with fine light, and their attitude was very enthusiastic.

Zhang Yule looked at these smiling faces, but he felt more and more cold.

There were seven or eight dishes on the table, which was considered the sumniest meal ever, and it was indeed not long after it was finished, and some of them still exuded heat and aroma.

It's just that who knows that this seemingly elaborate dinner is a Hongmen banquet.

"Lele, come on, sit down, let's eat together."

Zhang Yule was beckoned to sit down, no matter how enthusiastic their attitudes were, their expressions were always light.

In addition to Zhang Yule, next to Yang Mei'e and what they couldn't see, it was Zhang Yuanxiao who was standing.

Zhang Yuanxiao looked at Yang Mei'e and the others, with a cold face.

He looked at the dishes on the table again, a flash of red light flashed under his eyes, and then his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Lele, there are some dishes that are problematic, and some are okay, you follow what Dad said, eat those dishes that have no problems."

Zhang Yule listened to his father's words, but his heart became colder and colder, seven or eight dishes, those few dishes that were drugged, are all dishes that she likes more, but Yang Mei'e rarely makes these dishes, and the dishes she makes are generally liked by Yang Mei'e herself or the Qian family's father and son.

And today, she actually made so many dishes that she liked, should it be said that it was difficult for Yang Mei'e to remember what her daughter liked? It should be said that her mother is "well-intentioned".

"Lele, eat quickly, it's time to get cold when the food is ready."

"Okay."

Since you want me to eat so much, then I'll eat, but what to eat is up to me.

So, Yang Mei'e, who just picked up the bowl and pretended to eat, went to see Zhang Yule after taking a bite of rice.

They thought they were well disguised, but they didn't know how burning their eyes were.

It's just that they looked at the dishes picked up by Zhang Yule, but they frowned.

A few people are even more eyebrows.

[Don't you tell me that Lele likes to eat these dishes?] Why didn't she eat a single one? ]

[She just likes those dishes, I remember it, I can't be mistaken.] ]

[Then why didn't she eat, and what about our next plan if she didn't eat.] ]

Yang Mei'e's face was not very good.

What's the matter with this damn girl, don't like those dishes? But before Zhang Yuanxiao died, he often bought these dishes and came back, and when she complained before, Zhang Yuanxiao said that these dishes were his daughter's favorite dishes. Why don't you eat it now.

Did she know there was something wrong with the dishes?

No, it's impossible, only the three of them know about this matter, and Zhang Yule is not at home, how can he know.

Secretly anxious, Yang Mei'e picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and was about to put it in Zhang Yule's bowl, she said with a smile: "Lele, I heard your father say before, you like to eat sweet and sour pork ribs the most, why don't you eat it today, come, mom will clip it to you." ”

Seeing that the sweet and sour pork ribs were about to go to Zhang Yule's bowl, Zhang Yule quietly moved the bowl away.

"Mom, we've lived for so long, don't you know that I don't like other people's dishes?"

Yang Mei'e only remembered that Zhang Yule has a little cleanliness habit and doesn't like others to pick up vegetables for her, when Zhang Yuanxiao was there in the past, the dishes for Zhang Yule were all chopsticks.

Yang Mei'e also complained because of this, but Zhang Yuanxiao didn't change it.

Later, when she remarried to the Qian family, Yang Mei'e didn't indulge Zhang Yule, she thought she was hypocritical, so she never used chopsticks again.

And now, what Yang Mei'e uses to clamp the ribs is the chopsticks that she has just put into her mouth.

Actually, I was disgusted by this dead girl.

Yang Mei'e immediately smiled, "Yes, I forgot, why don't I get the chopsticks for you?" ”

Zhang Yule's expression was light, "No need, I'm not used to others serving me vegetables, just eat their own food, and besides, I don't like to eat sweet and sour pork ribs now." ”

Actually, Zhang Yule lied, she still likes to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, but she doesn't like this plate of "poisonous" pork ribs.

"No, since this rib is already clipped, why don't you eat it yourself." Zhang Yule looked at Yang Mei'e, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she seemed to have a kind smile, but Yang Mei'e felt dazzling no matter how she looked at it.

These ribs are stuffed, how can she eat them, and she's still pregnant with a child.

It was precisely because she was pregnant with her son that Yang Mei'e had a cold and fever of 39 degrees before, and she was unwilling to take medicine, and finally survived for several days by drinking more hot water and cold compresses.

I don't dare to eat cold medicine, let alone the pork ribs with ingredients.

Yang Mei'e immediately smiled, "Since you don't like it, then I'll give you Uncle Qian for this piece of ribs." ”

As he spoke, the ribs were put into Qian Qiangping's bowl.

Qian Qiangping was dumbfounded and glared at Yang Mei'e.

Yang Mei'e quietly pointed to her stomach.

It's not good for the child to eat it, so she can only eat it with Qian Qiangping, anyway, although the ingredients are added, but it's just a piece, as long as you don't eat too much, it's fine, besides, even if you eat too much, what, waiting, he can play better.

Qian Qiangping understood the meaning of Yang Mei'e's gesture, and in the end he could only eat the ribs.

Later, Yang Mei'e and Qian Qiangping, father and son, kept fooling Zhang Yule to eat those dishes, but Zhang Yule didn't eat them.

Zhang Yule didn't eat it, and Yang Mei'e and the three of them knew that it was a problematic dish, and they wouldn't eat it, so those dishes that looked very delicious were left.

"Don't you like these dishes? Why haven't I seen you in the middle? Zhang Yule asked suspiciously.

Yang Mei'e's heart was slightly raised, the corners of her lips barely pulled out a trace of arc, and said: "Yes, I thought you liked to eat this dish, and it was specially prepared for you, but I didn't expect you to like it now, we, we actually prefer to eat other dishes." ”

"Yes, yes." Qian Qiangping, father and son, hurriedly agreed.

Zhang Yule sneered in his heart.

It's just that seeing that a meal is about to be finished, Zhang Yule hasn't touched those dishes in a bite, and Yang Mei'e and the others are anxious.

Squeeze each other's eyebrows.

Zhang Yule took in their small movements, but there was no reaction on his face.

It didn't take long for her to put down the dishes and chopsticks.

"When I'm done, it's time for me to go. Mom, didn't you say you were going to give me and my grandparents back? Otherwise, you can transfer it to me now. As he spoke, Zhang Yule took out his mobile phone.

"I got a bank card, you can transfer it directly from your bank card to my bank card."