"what!"

The mother screamed, as if her entire scalp had been lifted up.

The father dragged the woman to the sink and said fiercely, "Spit it out!"

That's all.

Mom vomited, as if she was vomiting up everything in her stomach. Then her legs gave way and she knelt on the ground, looking more like a skeleton.

She clutched her stomach, seemingly regretting the meat she had eaten.

【ah……】

Can this really be considered a happy family?

As you know, the dungeon names in this game have always been quite humorous.

Why won't you give the meat to Mom?

[Yes, wasn't Nanxi's introduction supposed to say she was a newly arrived adopted daughter?]

Nanxi noticed that while her father was hitting her mother, a little boy with a watermelon-shaped haircut came out of the next room, but he didn't look like a normal person.

The little boy had sharp, shark-like teeth and stared thirstily at the remaining oil on the plate, swallowing his saliva uncontrollably.

Seemingly afraid of being discovered by his father, the little boy pretended to bite his fingers, but unconsciously bit them until they bled profusely.

This looks like her younger brother?

Nanxi raised an eyebrow, watching her father stare indifferently at her mother, then plopped down at the table, picked up the wine bottle, and took a few gulps: "Eat."

That sound seemed to have turned on the power switch in the house, and only then did the others begin to move around again.

Mom struggled to her feet: "Nanxi, we're out of meat. I'll go buy some tomorrow... I'll make this dish for you again tomorrow. It's a special dish for you, only you can eat it..."

She muttered to herself as she approached the dining table.

Compared to the large piece of fatty meat mentioned earlier, the dishes on the table seemed much more ordinary; they were just typical home-style dishes.

Its only distinctive feature might be that it's purely vegan?

Nanxi took a bite of the dish.

It has to be said that the story's background, which states that the mother is a skilled cook, is true; even ordinary home-cooked dishes are made incredibly delicious.

How could a mother who is so good at cooking have made that bowl of meat?

Nanxi lowered her eyes: "Okay, Mom, then I'll go grocery shopping with you tomorrow."

This should have been an ordinary sentence, but after the words were spoken, the entire room fell silent.

"I don't need you."

Mom seemed to realize something and waved her hand hastily, "You don't need to go grocery shopping with me, you can just stay home..."

There was a sense of panic, and something seemed amiss.

【Huh? Is this a deliberate attempt to prevent Nanxi from leaving the house?】

No wonder the instance is called "Happy Little Family," but this family's attitude towards Nanxi is really strange.

Is it because of my adopted daughter?

[Enough said, it's rare to see Sister Nan in her sickly beauty form again, I'll take a screenshot first.]

[A rerun? That sounds weird, like a game rerun, haha, but it's definitely unusual.]

"What if I want to go out?"

Nanxi tilted her head, feigning innocence as she asked.

This really panicked the mother. Just as she was hesitating about what excuse to make, the man next to her, who reeked of alcohol, made his decision in an unquestionable tone.

"You're not going out."

He seemed used to making such rulings, adding later, "It's not safe outside."

"Yes, yes, it's not safe outside. There seems to be some kind of chaos in the neighborhood lately. Nanxi, you're new here and not familiar with the area, so it's better for you to stay at home," Mom quickly added.

Has anything happened in the neighborhood lately?

Is this yet another new piece of information?

Just as Nanxi was about to speak again, her father pointed to the food next to him and said, "When you've finished eating, go and take your food to Grandma in her room."

Nanxi: "..."

[Hahaha, they've forcibly banned Nanxi.]

[Dad: You talk too much. Hurry up and go.]

[Laughing so hard!]

[I just brush off questions I don't want to answer.]

"Okay, Dad."

Nanxi coughed twice, obediently stood up, picked up the rice next to her, and opened her grandmother's room.

open the door.

An elderly man, emaciated and with sagging skin, sat on a recliner on the balcony.

It's early summer, yet the old man is wearing a scarf to keep warm.

"Grandma, dinner is ready."

Nanxi placed the food next to her grandmother, who glanced at it and then turned her head weakly, saying, "Mmm."

It doesn't look like it's going to eat.

"Coo coo".

At this moment, the old man's stomach let out a series of long, drawn-out growls.

Grandma only took a sip of water, and seemed even weaker. She said weakly to Nanxi, "Take it away, I don't want to eat it."

Why?

I don't know, but this grandma looks like she's starving. Why isn't she eating?

Was the food poisoned?

Why do the dishes Grandma made look a little different from the dishes on the table?

Nanxi lowered her eyes, looked at the food that had been brought over, and handed over a bowl of plain porridge: "There's no meat in this."

Upon closer inspection, one can discern subtle differences between the food served and the dishes prepared outside.

The food outside is vegan, but this dish contains deliberately small pieces of meat that are almost invisible unless you look closely.

Of all the dishes, only the white porridge was the cleanest.

Grandma paused for a moment, looked at the white porridge, then at Nanxi, picked it up and carefully examined it. She found that there was really no meat or oil in it before she tentatively took a sip.

This sip was like someone who had been thirsty for a long time finally tasting water, and then, regardless of the temperature, they swallowed it in large gulps.

In just a moment, the bowl of white porridge was completely empty, and Grandma's face finally regained some color.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Grandma finally looked up at Nanxi, and for the first time, she really looked her over seriously: "You're Nanxi?"

Nanxi put away the bowl, poured the remaining uneaten food into the toilet and flushed it away, while replying, "I am Nanxi."

These dishes are either left untouched or completely devoured.

Otherwise, it would definitely be discovered by outsiders.

While Nanxi was busy with her work, her grandmother watched her every move, and the coldness in her eyes seemed to melt a little.

"Nanxi, eating meat can be addictive," Grandma said meaningfully.

Nanxi asked directly, "Grandma, do you know something?"

Grandma's eyes seemed to daze for a moment, then she looked at Nanxi carefully again: "You'll know in the future, but before that... you must recognize your own identity."

Identity?

Isn't her identity just an adopted daughter who has just arrived?

Are there other possibilities?

When Nanxi looked up again, her grandmother on the recliner had closed her eyes and fallen asleep in the cool night breeze, only repeating a single sentence.

"You absolutely must understand this..."

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