Wei Kun ignored her. Looking up, he noticed Wei Luo coming in, his expression brightening: “Ah Luo, come sit down. After the meal, Daddy has something to tell you.”
Wei Luo sat next to Changhong, to the opposite of Wei Zheng.
Wei Zheng was still mad at Wei Kun for yesterday’s punishment, naturally her anger spread to Ah Luo as she stared indignantly at her. Ah Luo paid her no attention, she was only hurting herself by refusing to eat.
Ah Luo was very hungry. Since she couldn’t neglect her own stomach, she deliberately leaned over to pick an emerald shark fin dumpling between her chopsticks: “What does Daddy want to tell me? Aw, Daddy, Ah Luo can’t reach this…”
That dish was what Wei Zheng liked to eat the most, so the maidservants had gotten used to placing it in front of her. A moment ago, Wei Zheng had spitefully declared she wasn’t going to eat, and Wei Kun had a mind to educate her by letting her suffer some setbacks, or else she would become too wilful with everything. Right away, he said to a maidservant: “Place this dish in front of the fourth Miss.”
Wei Zheng had said she wouldn’t eat in anger. She had cried a whole night, and crying also consumed energy, so now she was also absolutely hungry. She had meant for Wei Kun to coax her and let her mother join them. She hadn’t expected that not only would he not coax her, but would also give her favorite dish to Wei Luo! Feeling wronged, she wanted to cry, however, she thought of the words that Madam Du had spoken to her yesterday, to restrain herself and to tolerate, and to hold her tears back. She could not cry, mother had said there was no use crying. She had to think of a method to rescue mother and reunite with her.
Wei Zheng looked anxiously at the emerald shark fin dumplings that were put in front of Wei Luo. One plate of steamed stuffed buns and one of seasoned bracken salad were the only dishes that remained in front of her, dishes that she didn’t like.
Wei Luo pretended not to see Wei Zheng’s line of sight, and clamped an emerald shark fin dumpling between her chopsticks to give to Changhong: “Changhong, eat more. Fourth Aunt said that if you eat a lot, you’ll grow tall faster.”
Hearing the last sentence, Changhong raised his eyes to look at her: “Can it also let me grow taller than you?”
At this age, girls grew quicker than boys. Even though they were born on the same day, Ah Luo was taller than Changhong by half a finger.
Ah Luo nodded with a smile: “Sure it can!”
She was chatting with Changhong harmoniously, talking and laughing, with Wei Kun occasionally inserting a sentence or two. No one took the initiative to talk to Wei Zheng, making her look like an outsider.
There used to be Madam Du before, who completely doted on her, and even personally fed her, though she was already five. Now that Madam Du wasn’t there, she actually couldn’t even feed herself.