Because it was a family banquet, the Lin family didn't want outsiders to disturb their reunion. Except for the butler who was still outside, the servants were all on vacation tonight.

Meals are home cooked.

Mrs. Mo Ya is mainly in charge of various desserts and soups, Qiao Zhinuan is in charge of cold dishes, and Lin Zhiyuan, a great chef, cooks stir-fried dishes.

Although Lin Zhiyuan has always been in politics, he has good cooking skills.

When Lin Zhen was still busy setting the dishes outside, he could smell the aroma of food coming from the kitchen.

"Dad's cooking is delicious!"

Mrs. Mo Ya touched her son's head, "You, this is the light of Zhi Nuan, otherwise, you might not be able to taste your father's handicraft when."

Lin Zhen was unwilling, "Then let my sister live at home, my sister is not an outsider."

Who said no.

But now that these words are said, it makes people feel a little sad.

After all, there is another Lin Tian in this villa.

Although Lin Tian has not been back for some time.

Lin Tian seemed to have evaporated from this world, since the last time he quarreled with Mrs. Mo Ya in the hospital, and then, whether it was Qiao Zhinuan who went to the disaster area, or Lin Zhiyuan came back to start a new round of The general election has disappeared without a trace, as if it has completely disappeared.

Both Lin Zhiyuan and Mrs. Mo Ya saw a trace of worry in each other's eyes.

But Lin Zhen was a child after all, so he didn't have the slightest idea about it, but said: "Isn't it just a good thing she doesn't come back, she's not my sister."

"What nonsense." Mrs. Moya said.

Lin Zhen pouted aggrievedly.

"I didn't talk nonsense. Lin Tian said it herself. She said she didn't have a brother like me, and scolded me all day long."

Mrs. Moya interrupted the awkward silence and waved, "Come, come and eat."

Lin Zhen hummed, and a smile appeared on his face immediately, "Come and eat."

Qiao Zhinuan came out of the kitchen with a soup bowl and put it on the dining table.

A goblet is placed in front of everyone.

Except for Lin Zhen's orange juice, the others were half glasses of champagne.

"Today's family dinner, let's toast together to celebrate two things." Lin Zhiyuan toasted, and Qiao Zhinuan also toasted.

But because Lin Zhen is relatively short, he was a little out of reach when he toasted.

He knelt directly on the chair and touched their cups in mid-air.

Lin Zhiyuan said: "First thing, congratulations to Aya and I for finally finding our biological daughter, Zhi Nuan!"

The champagne in the glass was drained in one gulp.

"The second thing," Mrs. Moya said first, "is to celebrate. Zhiyuan has won more votes in the general election!"

Lin Zhiyuan waved his hand, "This is also Zhi Nuan's credit. This trip to the disaster area for disaster relief has played a large part."

Lin Zhen said: "Don't push it, you all think that I, Lin Zhen, did it. I brought you good luck."

"Hahaha."

A burst of laughter.

Lin Zhen suddenly remembered Mo Xiaomo, who Qiao Zhinuan brought to play with last time, and asked Qiao Zhinuan.

"Sister, where is that kid? I haven't seen him for a long time."

Of course Qiao Zhinuan knew that Lin Zhen was talking about Mo Xiaomo.

"He went to school outside, which is fully enclosed, and it is estimated that it will take several years."

Lin Zhen immediately drooped his head, thinking that he could have another playmate.

Mrs. Mo Ya said, "Xiaozhen, Mo Xiaomo is your sister's son."

She thought to herself, anyway, sooner or later, the child should know about it.

Lin Zhen nodded.

He knew it before, but he hadn't been sure about it.

Hearing what his mother said now, his eyes rolled around, as if he suddenly thought of something.

"Hey, my sister has a child, so am I going to be promoted to be an uncle?"

In fact, Lin Zhen had been abroad before, and now after returning, he began to sort out the so-called relationship.

Qiao Zhinuan nodded, "Yes."

Lin Zhen's voice suddenly filled with joy, "I'm an uncle!"

Qiao Zhinuan burst out laughing.

I really don't know what kind of expression Mo Xiaomo, that stinky kid, will make when he sees a little uncle who is only three years older than him.

Just when the family was having fun, suddenly, a person walked over from the door.

"Oh, it's so neat today, what kind of big meal did you eat?"

The door was pushed open from the outside, and Lin Tian, ​​who was wearing a bright red dress and ten centimeter high heels, appeared in front of everyone.

The housekeeper staggered and followed behind.

"Ma'am, sir, it's Missy who didn't let me report..."

Lin Tian was suspicious, "Why do I need to report when I come back?"

Mrs. Moya raised her hand, waved and let the housekeeper go out.

"Since you're back, let's sit down and eat." Lin Zhiyuan opened his mouth.

Lin Tian took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and put them aside casually. He didn't take off the high heels on his feet, and just kicked and stomped on the ground, making a pattering sound.

"Mom and Dad, today's people are so tidy, is it a family banquet? Don't you need to call me at the family banquet now?" Lin Tian said, "Could it be that you have an extra daughter and forget me, the original daughter?" Are you over? People say that nurturing kindness is greater than giving birth to kindness, how can you do this, it hurts people's hearts."

Mrs. Moya said: "We called you, but no one answered, and you haven't come home once a month or two at home..."

"So you think I don't exist anymore?" Lin Tian's eyes were filled with tears, "How could you treat me like this? Although I... am not your daughter, when I was young, It's not something I can choose, and I always thought I was. During this period of time, I was very sad, and I have been using alcohol to drown my sorrows, but your current family banquet actually excludes me like this..."

As Lin Tian spoke, he really burst into tears.

She pointed at Qiao Zhinuan, "Is it her! It's her! She didn't let you get in touch with me, did she? How could you do this?! Even if I'm not my biological daughter, we've been together for more than 20 years. Was it wiped out?"

Lin Tian took two steps back, "Okay, okay, since that's the case, I'm leaving now!"

As she spoke, she turned and went upstairs to pack her things.

The high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground, as if they were nails, and the sound was harsh.

Mrs. Mo Ya and Lin Zhiyuan looked at each other, then got up and walked upstairs.

Qiao Zhinuan sat on the chair without moving, and heard Lin Tian crying on the stairs.

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