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The atmosphere was good, and Mr. Cyclone was once proud of this hypocritical feeling.

However, it was just an illusion.

Yuna's aura was too strong, and even scarier was the seat she chose to sit in.

A rectangular wooden table, two on each side, one on each side.

Undoubtedly, Mr. Cyclone's mother would sit on the side near the kitchen, the one-person position.

It was like this before, and it will be the same now.

And the seat Yuna was sitting in was exactly Mr. Cyclone's special seat.

She could sit next to his mother and also have a view of the scenery outside the window.

Of course, the key point was that it was convenient for his mother to help herself with the food, making it a throne-like position.

However, now Yuna was sitting in her own special seat.

But it hadn't reached the point of worrying.

This was the first time his wife had come to meet his parents, so she should leave a good impression.

But Mr. Cyclone believed that Yuna wouldn't do anything, after all, claiming to be Mr. Cyclone's wife might have just been a spur of the moment.

In reality, there was no one here who could understand what Yuna was thinking, let alone worry that she would kill everyone here.

For safety reasons, and to have someone present as a good daughter-in-law in front of Mr. Cyclone's mother.

Mr. Cyclone would let Eileen sit next to him, between himself and his mother.

On one hand, even if Yuna showed any unusual behavior, Eileen could help mitigate the situation by appearing as a gentle and virtuous wife.

On the other hand, if Yuna really made any movements, Little Dragon sitting next to her could buy a second or two.

A perfect plan... What a joke!!

On one hand, he wanted to see Yuna, but on the other hand, he didn't want to see her right now. Mr. Cyclone couldn't help but laugh and cry.

"We're here, we're here!!"

Eileen served the first dish, and then Little Dragon served one dish with his left hand and one dish with his right hand.

Finally, Mr. Cyclone's mother's pot of soup, three dishes and one soup, a feast that was rarely seen.

The seating arrangement was as Mr. Cyclone had expected.

Salted fish and minced meat patties, pan-fried catfish, stir-fried tofu with cabbage, and a fish head soup.

Not only were there many dishes, but the ingredients were also something Mr. Cyclone would rarely eat.

Of course, this was only true before they came to Allen City.

In the past, Mr. Cyclone's mother rarely cooked fish. Having been born in a peasant household, their daily meals consisted of tofu and cabbage.

Fortunately, Mr. Cyclone himself was not picky, and his mother had put a lot of effort into these two ingredients. Stir-fried cabbage with tofu was Mr. Cyclone's favorite dish.

The other three dishes were also dishes Mr. Cyclone loved.

Fish, for Mr. Cyclone's family, was an expensive ingredient.

Not to mention fresh fish, dried fish was fine, but fresh fish not only had to be bought in another village, but the price was also half a month's wage.

After all five of them were seated, Mr. Cyclone's mother suddenly burst into tears.

"Haha, tonight is... I never expected tonight..."

"Aun... Auntie..."

Seeing this, Eileen quickly took out a handkerchief from her pocket.

Although Little Dragon also stood up, he couldn't do anything because Yuna was separating them.

Of course, Yuna still maintained her unchanged expression, quietly watching.

The actions of the three formed a strong contrast, but none of this was within Mr. Cyclone's line of sight.

"Hey, Mom, don't be like this!"

It had been so many years, Mr. Cyclone couldn't remember, but in his memory, his mother never cried.

"What are you saying!? It's all because of you disappearing, that I..."

As she spoke, more and more tears streamed down, and Mr. Cyclone's mother used Eileen's handkerchief to wipe away the tears that kept flowing.

Everyone didn't know what to do, only Mr. Cyclone picked up his utensils.

He picked up a piece of steamed fish and placed a pile of fish into Mr. Cyclone's mother's rice bowl."It's really, come on, let's eat, isn't he back?"

"Yes, yes, really, is this the way to talk to your mother?"

"Haha, hahaha!"

"Still laughing? Sigh! You're really something. Come on, everyone, let's eat."

"Everyone, let's eat!" x4

Everyone said it, but only Yuna tilted her head.

As everyone looked at her, she slowly spoke.

"Everyone...let's eat."