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Justin Johnson had a car accident and his arm was scratched. When I returned to Johnson's family, Cheryl Williams was feeding him. Alex Johnson and Celine Smith put food in their bowls from time to time. Alex Johnson said with a kind smile: "Wife, what food are you helping Justin Johnson to pick up? He has Qinqin to help him. Eat quickly, don't be hungry." Grace Johnson also said: "In my opinion, no one should help him pick up food. This kid is always in trouble." Justin Johnson hid in Cheryl Williams' arms with a wronged look and said: "Mom, you see that my sister and dad are bullying me."

Cheryl Williams gently scolded them, touched Justin Johnson 's hair and said: "Don't listen to them." Looking at the sweet and harmonious appearance of their family, I didn't have the heart to disturb them. However, when I walked into the restaurant, I felt like I had committed a big mistake and endured their condemning eyes. "You are so ignorant. Why are you back so late now?" The Sichuan-shaped wrinkles on Alex Johnson's forehead looked particularly serious under the lighting of the restaurant. I sneered and said in a cold tone: "I have eaten, so I won't disturb your family to eat."

The moment I turned around and went upstairs, the sound of the bowls and chopsticks suddenly falling to the ground made a harsh sound. I paused and walked into my room without looking back. After a while, there was a knock on the door, and Aunt Williams came in with a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus wine dumplings. " Simon Johnson , do you want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus dumplings? Cheryl Williams made them for you by hand, and no one else has a share." I jumped off the bed happily, hugged Cheryl Williams ' body and said coquettishly: " Cheryl Williams , I also want to eat brown sugar glutinous rice cakes." "Okay, okay, let your Uncle Williams make glutinous rice cakes for you by hand."