Song Ya glanced at the tempting sweet and sour ribs on the plate. She swallowed her saliva and picked up a piece of stir-fried bitter gourd. As she stared at the sweet and sour ribs, she put the bitter gourd into her mouth and chewed as if she was eating the sweet and sour ribs.
However, the taste was so different that she almost cried.
However, when she thought of what happened today and what Tang Ze said, she steeled her heart and picked up some vegetables to eat.
"Baby, what's wrong with you?”
Wen Hong asked with a solemn expression.
Her daughter was a carnivore like her father. It was difficult to get her to eat more vegetables. Today's abnormal behavior made her panic.
"Sweet and sour ribs are too high in calories. I won't eat them in the future.”
Song Ya answered seriously.
"Ah?"
Wen Hong was stunned. She frowned and asked anxiously,""Did someone bully you at school and say bad things about you? Quickly tell Mom. Mom will get your dad to help you vent your anger.”
"No, I didn't."
Song Ya shook her head and denied it." Mom, don't ask too much. I just want to eat some vegetables. Don't you want me to eat more vegetables?"”
After saying that, she continued to eat her food. She barely touched the rice.
Wen Hong frowned as she looked at everything, thinking about what her daughter had experienced at school today.
Song Ya quickly ate some vegetables and beef. After eating half a bowl of rice, she stood up and said to her mother,"Mom, I'm full. I'm going back to school.”
"Stop!"
Wen Hong called out to her daughter in a deep voice.
Song Ya lowered her head and glanced over carefully.
"Finish your meal before leaving!"
Wen Hong pointed at the remaining half bowl of rice.
"No, I don't want to eat anymore."
Song Ya shook her head and refused.
"Sit down!"
Wen Hong's tone did not allow for rejection.
"I…I still have something to do at school. I'll leave first.”
Song Ya ran away in a panic.
Wen Hong frowned as she stared at her daughter's departing figure. Suddenly, a thought appeared in her mind. Her expression changed slightly as she muttered to herself,"This girl, could it be…"
About ten minutes after Song Ya left, a middle-aged man with a big belly in a suit and leather shoes walked into the villa's dining room with a briefcase under his arm.
It was none other than Song Ya's father, Song Youcai.
"You're back. Come over quickly. I have something to tell you.”
When Wen Hong saw her husband return, she hurriedly stood up and waved at him.
"What's wrong?"
Song Youcai quickly walked to her side and sat down. He picked up his chopsticks and pointed at the sweet and sour ribs that hadn't been touched much. He stuffed a piece into his mouth and chewed as he said indistinctly,"I've been busy all day. I'm starving."
"Why do you only know how to eat? Can't you see that there's something wrong?”
Wen Hong grumbled.
"What's wrong?"
Song Youcai asked blankly.
Wen Hong pointed at the plate of sweet and sour ribs with her chopsticks.
"Eh? Xiao Ya didn't come back for dinner?"
Song Youcai asked in surprise.
"Didn't you see the bowl and chopsticks? I'm back, but I only ate some vegetables. I didn't touch my favorite sweet and sour ribs.”
"What happened? Did that brat badmouth her in school?”
"I asked, but she said no. I guess your wishful thinking might be useless.”
"What do you mean?"
Song Youcai realized the seriousness of the matter and could not be bothered to enjoy the food. He put down his chopsticks and looked at his wife with a serious expression.
Wen Hong rolled her eyes at him. Can't you tell? Xiao Ya is trying to lose weight. Why is she suddenly paying attention to her image? She might have a boy she liked.”
"Thump! Thump!"
Song Youcai's chopsticks fell onto the table. His eyes widened as if he had been struck by lightning.
Song Youcai only came back to his senses after a few minutes.
"No, no, no…Impossible, absolutely impossible!”
Song Youcai couldn't accept this bad news.
In fact, Song Ya had inherited her mother's excellent genes. When she was young, she was slim and elegant.
Ever since Song Ya received a love letter from a boy in junior high school, Song Youcai acted like he was facing a great enemy. After careful consideration, he came up with a crooked idea.
That was to feed his daughter and temporarily fatten her up.
Reality proved that his plan was indeed useful.
Ever since her daughter gained weight, the good looks that she inherited from her mother were temporarily hidden. No one had any ideas about her daughter anymore.
At least that was the case before today.
"Where's Xiao Ya? Is she in the room upstairs?”
Song Youcai asked anxiously.
"No, she went to school."
"Isn't it only six o'clock? Why are you going to school so early?”
"Who knows? She's in a hurry. Maybe…she's meeting someone?”
Wen Hong ate her food elegantly. As she answered, she glanced at her husband with interest.
As expected, Song Youcai immediately couldn't sit still when he heard this.
"No, I'll go to their school to take a look.”
Song Youcai stood up and said.
"What are you doing? Sit down and eat.”
"But…"
"How old is your daughter? Isn't it normal for her to have a boy she likes? If she doesn't have one, I'd think it's abnormal. You too. Do you still want her to be fat for the rest of her life?”
Wen Hong questioned with a straight face.
She had always been against her husband's plan to fatten up her daughter.
In the past, when the family went out, everyone said that their daughter was as beautiful as them.
In the past few years, these praises had gradually turned into " your daughter is really lucky, just like her father "," your child is really cute, one look and you can tell that she is a blessed person ", and so on.
Wen Hong was actually not very happy about such praise. She was a beauty lover. In the past, Song Youcai was also a handsome young man, but after getting married, he quickly changed his appearance.
Although she didn't want to hear such praise, her daughter didn't think it was bad. Instead, she ate and drank happily every day, so she let nature take its course.
However, things were different now.
Her daughter was already old, and it was time to pay attention to her looks.
If her daughter was really determined to lose weight, she would actually be quite happy.
It was a normal reaction for a mother to ask her daughter to eat more. She was worried that her daughter would not be able to take it if she ate so little all of a sudden.
"But I have to go and take a look. If…if Xiao Ya really likes someone…"
At this point, Song Youcai's tone and expression seemed to be gritting his teeth.
"I have to see what that brat is like. If he's a bad influence on our Little Ya, we have to quickly think of a countermeasure!”
"Come on, I think you have to think of a way to break them up no matter how good that boy is, right?”
Wen Hong rolled her eyes, raised her left hand and said,"Sit down and eat. Xiao Ya's taste is like mine. Why would she like a bad boy?”
"That's true!"
Song Youcai nodded in agreement. He was quite pleased with these words.
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