"Don't cry. If you keep crying, I will throw you out!" Seeing that Angela was about to cry again, Carry let
go of her and threatened.
"Haha..." Hearing this, Angela turned tears into smiles. She wiped her tears and looked at her, "Sister,
you are still so bad tempered."
"You know I'm still like this, so you should obedient." Although she said those threatening words, her
hands were very gentle. Carry carefully pulled out the hair stuck on Angela's face.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Angela replied with a smile, feeling warm in her heart.
As if she had returned to her childhood, she was the one who loved to cry most. Every time she cried, it
would take several hours. Sometimes, even her parents couldn't stop her. But every time when her
second sister came and she shouted, she would shut up obediently.
"You guys..." Betty shook her head helplessly and said, "It's always like this. You are already dozens of
years old, but you still play this trick."
"Sister, you know her." Carry turned to her sister, "Every time I yelled at her like this, just because she
is the youngest one in our family. When she was a child, parents spoiled her, and so did you. Every
time she cried, she couldn't be coaxed, and every time she was suppressed by me. Only my bad
temper can cure her."
These words moved everyone's mood, and everyone showed a smile.
"So, your name shouldn't be Carry." Betty sighed deliberately, "Carry, a name of gentle, is used on a
person as rough as you."
"How could I be rude?" Carry retorted rudely, staring at her sister. Since she had cried before, her eyes
were wide open, which added to her joy.
Seeing her like this, Betty immediately said, "Well, well, you are not rude anywhere, but I am rude,
okay?"
"That's good." Carry gave up.
However, at this time, Sherry said, "Aunt, my mother is just a simple and rude woman in front of us, but
in front of my father, she is a simple, yellow and rude woman."
"What are you talking about?" Hearing this, Carry cast a murderous glance at her daughter and glared
at her, "Believe it or not, I'll teach you a lesson."
"Mom, I'm telling the truth. What's more, you can't hit me with Eric's presence," said Sherry with a
smile, hiding behind Eric.
Then she asked Eric with a fawning smile, "Will you protect me, brother Eric?"
Seeing her like this, Eric smiled dotingly. Only in front of all the elders would she call him brother Eric,
and call him boss in other place.
"You bad girl..." Carry rolled up her sleeves and was about to slap her, but was stopped by Amanda,
"Well, well, it's time for dinner."
Carry stopped, but she still glared at her daughter. This was her daughter, who exposed her secret in
front of so many people!
"Ah, it's time for dinner!" As soon as Sherry heard the word "Eat", she jumped out from the back of Eric.
She was really hungry this time.
Seeing her like this, almost everyone laughed. She was a living treasure in this house, and also a
happy ending for everyone.
But when they turned around, they saw the master of Sun family, Jackson, looking at them with
expectation. But when they turned around, he immediately changed into a serious expression.
Sitting next to him, Noble shook his head helplessly. It seemed that what he had just said was in vain.
Although Jackson looked serious, the expression in his eyes betrayed him, because he was looking at
Angela eagerly.
Looking into her father's eyes, Angela's smiling face disappeared at this moment. Her eyes turned red
again, and her heart was full of guilt.
At this time, Amanda, who was closest to her, patted her on the shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Go
and talk to your father. In fact, he also misses you."
Angela turned to look at her, like a child who had done something wrong. She didn't have the courage
to take a step forward, and she needed encouragement.
"Go ahead." Amanda gave her an encouraging look, indicating her to go bravely.
At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Angela, hoping that she could take this step forward.
Taking a deep breath, Angela suppressed the surging in her heart, summoned up the courage to take
the first step and walked to Jackson under the gaze of the crowd.
"Dad..." She called out in a trembling voice, trying to hold back the impulse to cry. "I'm back."
"Humph, you're back?" Jackson's voice seemed to come out of his nose. He pretended to be angry, but
less real.
"Dad, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so willful." Her throat was choked with sobs, but she tried her
best to hold it back. Tears blurred her vision. She lowered her head and her hands were entangled at a
loss.
"You're back. Don't cry." Jackson snapped, "It seems that we don't want you to come back."
"Sorry, sorry..." Biting her lower lip, Angela held back her tears and kept apologizing.
"Now you know you did something wrong?" No matter how serious he pretended to be, Jackson
couldn't help but cry in the face of his daughter's appearance. His original serious spirit suddenly
weakened.
"Yes." Angela kept nodding, "I know I was wrong, father. I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have
disobeyed you."
"Okay, okay." Amanda came out to mediate the dispute. She walked to Angela, put her arm around her
shoulder and said, "Our child has finally come back. You should be happy. It's time for her to eat. If he
doesn't eat now, it's almost the first day of the new year."
"Yes, yes." Not knowing where she came from, Sherry sat down on the other side of Jackson and
raised her hand with a watch in front of him. "Grandpa, it's almost half past nine. If you don't eat now,
it's almost the first day of the new year. Do you have the heart to see your lovely granddaughter starve
till next year?"
After saying that, she winked her eyes, pretending to be cute.
The atmosphere suddenly became lively, and Jackson couldn't help laughing. He looked at her lovingly
and said, "Okay, okay, let's eat."
After saying that, he looked at Angela lovingly, "Wipe your tears. It's time to be hungry after several
hours on the road."
"Okay." Angela nodded, wiped her tears and smiled. At the same time, she felt much more relaxed. It
was good to have family's tolerance.
The New Year's Eve dinner had been prepared. They didn't have dinner until now when they knew that
Angela and Eric were coming back.
When Jackson mentioned the New Year's Eve dinner, the servants served the dishes to the big round
table in the restaurant.
Of course, Jackson took the main seat. Next to him was Amanda, followed by Angela, Betty, Carry, and
the rest of the people took their own seats.
The New Year's Eve dinner officially began, and then such a situation happened at the dinner table.
"Come on, girl. This is your favorite chicken drumstick." Betty was the first one to put a drumstick into
Angela's bowl.
"And this braised beef is also your favorite." Carry then added a piece of beef to Angela's bowl.
The third one who picked up food for her was Amanda. "Angela, this is your favorite glutinous rice ball."
Seeing the food in her bowl, Angela was moved. These were all her favorite food, as if time had
returned to a long time ago. At that time, her family was not as rich as now, but she was not worried
about food and clothing. Her father's career was just starting, and her mother would not only take the
three sisters to the company to help him every day, but no matter how busy and tired they were, as
long as she wanted to eat. They would always cook for themselves.
At the same time, Jackson looked at Angela with concern. He picked up a stewed meatball with
chopsticks and put it in her bowl after hesitating for a while. "You don't get tired of it."
Angela looked up at him with a smile, "Thank you, father."
"You don't have to thank me. Eat quickly, or there will be no food left." Jackson said subconsciously.
Angela was stunned, and a picture suddenly appeared in her mind. A family of five people were having
dinner around the table. Her father also picked up a braised meatball and put it in her bowl. Because
she was the youngest and the eating speed was the slowest, and the meatballs were the favorite food
of the whole family, and they would always scramble for it. Therefore, generally, she could only eat one.
At that time, she could only eat one meatball at most. Her father would always put one more piece in
her bowl and say something like that.
Angela felt a sting in her heart. She lowered her head, picked up the braised meatball and took a bite.
But as soon as she bit it, her nose twitched. The taste was still the same as before. She suppressed
her emotions and looked up at Jackson with a smile. "Dad, did you do it yourself? It tastes so good."
Hearing this, Jackson's eyes flashed unnaturally, and the woman beside him said first, "Your father is
also biased. In the past few years when you were not at home, he has never cooked this dish. When
he heard that you would come back today, he immediately cooked by himself, saying that we don't
need to interfere in anything."
"Exactly." Carry added in a sour tone, "Don't say anything else. It's not easy for Angela to come back,
so father must cook her favorite. It's our blessing that we can eat the meatballs made by him today."
"Ahem..." Jackson coughed unnaturally, "Hurry up to eat. It seems that I have mistreated you."
"Dad, I didn't say that." Carry immediately said, "But you are a little eccentric."
"Angela is the youngest one in our family. Are you?" Jackson looked at his second daughter and said,
"If you are the youngest, I will still love you so much."
"Well, that's it again." Carry puckered her lips. She looked like a child at the age of more than 40.
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