Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 221 - 137 Annoying

Fu Yang had grown so much, and it was only after Shu Wan arrived that he was deprived of spicy foods, suffering a bit. At other times, Fu Yang had everything he wanted.

As a teenager in puberty, without meat, Fu Yang simply couldn’t eat.

So at this moment, he glanced over and directly walked to the side, not intending to pick up his chopsticks at all.

Shu Wan didn’t mind; she picked up a bun and, eating it with salted vegetables, seemed to enjoy it bite by bite.

Fu Yang was already a bit hungry, and seeing Shu Wan enjoying her meal so much, he even started to wonder if the bun had an extraordinary aroma.

He watched for a while, and finally couldn’t resist, tearing off a small piece and putting it into his mouth.

It was dry, not only stiff but also slightly sour.

Fu Yang almost spat it out but, thanks to the upbringing he had received since childhood, he didn’t spit out the food he’d put in his mouth and reluctantly swallowed it.

Looking at Shu Wan in disbelief, Fu Yang asked, "How can you eat this when it’s so disgusting?"

After chewing and swallowing the bun in her mouth, Shu Wan finally responded, "In the past, flour-based foods were rare. It’s only because life has gotten better now that you find it unpalatable."

In a previous life, soldiers marching and fighting could only eat millet porridge every day; having a hot white flour bun for a meal was an extreme luxury.

When there was a Manchurian banquet, Shu Wan certainly wouldn’t refuse, but under poor conditions, she could endure and finish her meal.

Fu Yang was taken aback by Shu Wan’s words, scoffing softly, "You talk as if you’ve suffered a great deal."

Shu Wan didn’t reply but continued eating on her own.

How much she had suffered, perhaps Fu Yang wouldn’t believe if she told him.

[Indeed, such a pampered Young Master he is, finding even a bun hard to swallow, but that’s ordinary life for most people.]

[Have you seen Lin Yang’s shoes and clothes? With his appearance, he could buy the whole street, I’m not joking, he probably rarely even saw a bun growing up.]

[To be honest, I’ve started to see Shu Wan in a new light because of what she said, though I don’t discount that she might be shaping her persona for a reality show.]

At that moment, across from where Shu Wan was, Wang Tianyu’s family was also eating.

Chu Huahua and Wang Shu had been on similar parent-child reality shows before and had skillfully secured the best lunch.

There were braised chicken pieces, tomatoes scrambled with eggs, and green vegetables.

Yet Wang Tianyu didn’t want any of it, "I don’t want this, I want ribs."

"Sweetheart, when the show ends, we’ll go home and grandma will cook ribs for you, okay? Just eat a piece of chicken for now. Come on, open wide, ah."

Chu Huahua said as she picked up a piece of chicken and brought it to Wang Tianyu’s mouth.

Wang Tianyu quickly slapped Chu Huahua’s chopsticks away, the chicken rolling on the ground and gathering dust.

"You—" Chu Huahua frowned, just about to say something, when Wang Tianyu opened his mouth and started to cry.

"Daddy, mommy is being mean. Wahhhh, I don’t like her anymore, daddy, hug me."

Wang Tianyu cried as he clung to Wang Shu’s arm, while Wang Shu looked displeased at Chu Huahua, "If he doesn’t want to eat, don’t force him, just give him an egg."

"..." Chu Huahua was speechless, "Did you forget, Yu is allergic to eggs?"

Wang Shu paused, "Did you tell me? It’s all your fault. I said breastfeeding would have been better, but you insisted on formula, and now his immune system is so weak."

Speaking of this, Chu Huahua felt wronged, "Wasn’t I just trying to go back to work earlier? What’s wrong with feeding formula? Who says that causes allergies?"

"It’s what my mom said, when she was pregnant with me, she exclusively breastfed, and look how healthy I am now."

"That’s because your mom had no choice back then, look at the conditions now."

"All you do is pamper him, spoiling the child beyond limits." Wang Shu displeasedly handed Wang Tianyu back to Chu Huahua, "You handle it; I’m hungry, I’ll eat first."

With that, Wang Shu took his bowl and chopsticks and sat down to eat on his own.

[My god??? What’s wrong with Wang Shu? I can’t stand it anymore, is he illiterate? Allergies are due to physical constitution, who told him it’s because of the formula.]

[Typical of men... They’re too arrogant, thinking their ideas are always right. You talk science to them, and they think you’re the one who’s brainwashed.]

[How disgusting, Chu Huahua hasn’t even eaten yet, and there he goes eating first, makes my blood pressure rise. Didn’t everyone say they had a great relationship before?]