Mr. Shen, your love-struck wife doesn't want you anymore!

Jiang Yu brandished the spatula, glaring fiercely at the brat: "If I hear you utter another swear word, I'll beat you so badly your own mother wouldn't recognize you. Go watch TV in the living room."

Shen Mo was scared away by her tigress-like appearance.

Shen Chengyan felt that he might be a little sick.

He actually found her shrewish wife persona to be much more real and adorable than her previous doting wife persona.

He said, "You scared your son."

Jiang Yu: "Did I scare you, you little brat?"

Shen Chengyan: "..."

He might really be seriously ill; how could he find such a shrew cute?

Jiang Yu had been a housewife for four or five years and was very skilled in the kitchen. She could cook a simple three-dish meal and soup in less than half an hour.

The premise is that no one disturbs you.

Shen Chengyan, that obsessive-compulsive germaphobe, seemed to have gone mad for some reason, lingering in the kitchen and pointing fingers at her.

"The oil splattered out, it's really dirty, let's wipe it up."

"You tasted it with the spatula, so you should wash the spatula before putting it back."

"Jiang Yu, I think you're actually quite sloppy."

Jiang Yu, unable to contain herself any longer, retorted, "When I kissed your abs and then your lips, why didn't you call me sloppy?"

"..."

Shen Chengyan shut up and left.

Jiang Yu noticed that his ears were actually red.

She was speechless.

How old are you to still be acting like a naive girl?

Without external interference, the meal was prepared quickly.

Perhaps because Shen Chengyan had been paying attention to the kitchen, she didn't even need to say anything; as soon as she turned off the stove, he brought Shen Mo over to serve the dishes.

But neither of the young masters had ever done any work before, and they managed to break two bowls while handling them.

Jiang Yu heard a loud crash behind her, turned around, and almost rolled her eyes to the sky. "Whoever broke it, clean it up. Don't expect me to."

Shen Mo said guiltily, "Daddy will clean up after Daddy who fell."

Shen Chengyan: "..."

After Shen Mo finished speaking, he ran to the restaurant. He was starving and climbed onto a chair to start eating. Just as he reached out with his chopsticks, a slap came from across the table.

Shen Mo winced in pain and pulled his hand back, angrily saying, "What are you doing!"

Jiang Yu didn't even look at him, looking down at her phone: "Everyone hasn't arrived yet, so we can't start eating first. That's basic manners and politeness."

"Everyone's here!"

"Isn't your dad human?"

Shen Mo: "..."

But he was so hungry.

Those dishes look delicious.

When Shen Chengyan finished cleaning up the kitchen and went to the dining room, his wife and son were glaring at each other.

Shen Chengyan sat down, puzzled. "What's wrong with you two again?"

Shen Mo said resentfully, "Mom said she'd wait for you to come over so we could eat together, and she wouldn't let me eat."

Shen Chengyan glanced at Jiang Yu: "Your mother taught you very well; you should listen to her."

Shen Mo pouted in dissatisfaction.

"You can eat now," Shen Chengyan said.

Shen Mo didn't move, but glanced at Jiang Yu.

Shen Chengyan repeated, "You can eat now."

Shen Mo still didn't move.

Jiang Yu gave a light hum: "Eat."

Shen Mo then picked up his chopsticks.

Shen Chengyan: "..."

**

Shen Chengyan and Jiang Yu both have excellent table manners, but Shen Mo didn't inherit any of them.

Jiang Yu had also mentioned Shen Mo's habit of smacking his lips while eating, but Tang Yun was very protective of her grandson and wouldn't allow her to say anything bad about Shen Mo, which led to Shen Mo having more and more shortcomings.

Jiang Yu endured for ten minutes: "Shut your mouth and eat."

Shen Mo was unhappy with what she said and ate even louder.

Shen Chengyan looked at Jiang Yu, who was glaring at him menacingly, and said, "He's still young..."

Jiang Yu shot him a sharp look. "If you don't correct bad habits when he's young, are you going to wait until he's grown up to change them?"

Shen Chengyan immediately shut up and stopped interfering.

Shen Mo revealed a provocative expression.

Jiang Yu snatched his chopsticks away: "If you can't learn to eat properly, then don't eat at all."

Shen Mo became anxious: "I'm listening, I'm listening. Give me the chopsticks, I want to eat."

He then closed his mouth tightly to show her.

Seeing that he was being nice, Jiang Yu returned the chopsticks to him.

But he didn't behave for even half a minute before resorting to the same trick again.

Jiang Yu glared at him: "Are you doing this on purpose?"

Shen Mo looked aggrieved: "I forgot about it while I was eating."

Jiang Yu: "..."

Shen Chengyan said, "Bad habits aren't formed in a day or two, and they can't be changed in a day or two either. Give him some time."

Jiang Yu, unusually, did not refute him.

Shen Chengyan was a little surprised; he hadn't seen Jiang Yu so obedient in a long time.

Although she was just like usual tonight, full of rebellious spirit and prone to cursing.

But she was actually compromising all along.

Her attitude doesn't seem as resolute as before.

Shen Chengyan even thought to himself that perhaps she had already given up the idea of ​​divorce.

Because she's willing to cook again.

She was also willing to sit at the same table with him to eat and chat.

She even started teaching Shen Mo about manners.

If they hadn't given up on the idea of ​​divorce, why would they send out such a signal?

Shen Chengyan increasingly felt that bringing Shen Mo back was a wise move.

She didn't care about him.

Doesn't she care about her own son?

Jiang Yu felt a chill run down her spine from his laughter: "Are you sick? Why are you staring at me like that?"

Shen Chengyan looked away: "It's my business if I want to."

"..." Jiang Yu took a deep breath, breathless, she would be able to move out soon.

This scoundrel won't be arrogant for long.

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Yu had almost finished eating and put down her chopsticks.

Shen Chengyan was about 70-80% full.

Only Shen Mo was still engrossed in eating.

Jiang Yu frowned and asked, "How many bowls has he eaten now?"

Shen Chengyan thought for a moment and said, "Three bowls, please."

Jiang Yu: "...Stop eating."

Shen Mo protested loudly, "I can still eat three bowls!"

Jiang Yu was terrified: "Are you a pig? Even pigs can't eat as much as you! You're not allowed to eat anymore!"

Shen Mo retorted indignantly, "You gave birth to the pig too! I'm a little fat pig, and you're the old sow!"

Jiang Yu: "..."

Although Shen Chengyan also thought the boy was a bit chubby, he was at the age where he was growing, so it didn't matter if he ate more.

"There's no fat gene in our family, so I'll lose weight in the future."

"A doting father often spoils his son!" Jiang Yu said angrily. "He's so fat he could sit on you and kill you."

"We can't let him go hungry."

"How can you not be hungry while dieting!"

"Don't be too extreme."

"If we don't control it now, I'll grow into a 300-pound fat man and won't live past 30."

"...He's only five years old. He'll naturally lose weight when he goes into puberty."

While the two adults were arguing, Shen Mo stuffed several more mouthfuls of food into his mouth.

Jiang Yu took a deep breath and said calmly, "Shen Chengyan, do you know that if a little boy is too fat, his penis will stop developing?"

Shen Chengyan: "..."

After a few seconds of silence, Shen Chengyan snatched the bowl and chopsticks from Shen Mo's hands without saying a word: "Don't eat."

Shen Mo was so anxious that he stared wide-eyed.

"Listen to me, you'll thank your dad when you grow up."

Shen Mo looked genuinely angry; his eyes were red, his cheeks were puffed out, and his eyes were filled with tears, making him look pitiful and aggrieved.

He roared indignantly, "Why won't you let me eat my fill? I don't want a big penis, I only like small penises!"

Shen Chengyan: "..."

Jiang Yu: "..."

Shen Mo: "Waaaaah, I hate you all!"

After saying that, he jumped off the chair and ran away angrily.