As she said this, she pulled out her handkerchief and wiped her lips, her movements were elegant and natural.

The reason is very good, but I just refuse to take a bite.

Mrs. Mei Er's face sank, but it didn't happen. "It's just a small matter, you don't have to take it to heart. If you don't like it, just give it to Siyu."

Chen Lan's eyes flashed, and he pulled his son into his arms, and said with a faint smile, "How can he eat so much?"

She lightly pointed her son's head and taught the child a lesson earnestly, "Siyu, you have to teach your rules well. How can you eat before the elders have eaten? Let me give it to my aunt first."

Siyu was stunned for a moment, but soon reacted, his face turned red, and he lowered his head in shame to admit his mistake.

"Siyu was young and ignorant, and he was reluctant to leave the rules. Please forgive my aunt."

He apologized repeatedly, and Mrs. Mei Er naturally accepted it all.

Seeing that she was not angry, he let out a heavy sigh, held the plate of the red date cake, put it on his hands, and looked at her naively, "Grandma, you eat it first."

He frowned with heart and blinked his eyes, with a very sincere and polite attitude, innocent and childish and cute face.

Mrs. Mei Er's body froze, her hand held her palm, forced a smile, and patted the child's shoulder lovingly, "Silly child, grandma, watch you eat, happier than eating yourself, eat quickly. ”

Siyu held up the plate of snacks, blushing, "No, your kindness is not an excuse for me to be arrogant and unruly. Everything must be followed by the rules. Please, grandma, please."

He stubbornly asked her to eat first, otherwise she would cry and show her.

As a child, he has the right to be willful, and he is so filial and understands the rules so well, who would be willing to scold him?

Mrs. Mei Er's scalp became numb, and she felt like she was trapped in a cocoon. Her mouth felt bitter, as if she accidentally had eaten coptis chinensis. "Okay, Yu'er is becoming more and more sensible, and her aunt is so happy."

She smiled happily and reached out to answer, looking satisfied.

Siyu waited for her to hold the plate firmly and then retracted her hand, but somehow, the plate of dim sum fell to the ground, and the dim sum rolled all over the ground, all dirty.

Siyu widened his eyes, screamed, and felt very distressed.

What happened?

Mrs. Mei Er couldn't help but smile bitterly, very uncomfortable, "Hey, I'm old and have inflexible hands and feet. I'm so ashamed. Why are you still standing stupidly? Get it clean up and change it to a new one."

"Yes." The maid stepped forward quickly to clean up.

Siyu pursed her lips and hugged in her mother's arms, looking at the snacks on the ground, with a look of regret.

"Mom, let Dad hire a good doctor for my aunt. She is so pitiful. She can't even hold the plate. Is it because of epilepsy?"

Mrs. Mei Er's face turned blue and her mouth twitched.

Who got the epilepsy?

Chen Lan looked at his son with a funny look, a smile flashed in his eyes, and his voice was very gentle.

"Why do you say that?"

Siyu sighed and looked at Mrs. Mei Er with sympathy, "I have seen patients with epilepsy before, and the symptoms are exactly the same as those of my aunt. Oh, it's so pitiful."

My mouth was pitiful, and my heart was deeply stimulating to the point of Mrs. Mei Er, and my heart was as painful as a pan of oil.

She also wanted to pretend to be a smile, "I'm not sick, I appreciate Yu'er's filial piety."
Chapter completed!