Chapter 339 A Brainless Idiot

"Ivan, you idiot!" On the second floor of the Smith family, there was a sound of crackling and throwing things from the study room. Cynthia covered the ears of the two children, glanced at the building, and sighed. Since Clare's ashes were buried, Alston had been under low pressure. Cynthia didn't know what happened upstairs that made him so angry. Keller looked at Cynthia, and her black grape-like eyes trembled. She said in a childlike voice, "Mom, is it because I'm a picky eater that made dad angry? I will no longer be a picky eater." Desmond glanced at his silly sister and didn't speak. Cynthia touched her hair and smiled softly, "Dad is not angry with you. You're a good girl." Keller was relieved when she got her mother's answer. Cynthia continued, "However, it's wrong to be picky eaters. From now on, you must eat all vegetables and meat and have balanced nutrition." Keller dropped her brows