Living with Third Brother, you never know when he might annoy you to death.
Second Brother is a rough man with an imposing presence, just standing next to him feels suffocating, and he doesnât have a careful heart like Qinghe.
She discovered that in this family, it was most stress-free to get along with Fourth Brother.
âAchoo!â The spicy fragrance of braised pigâs large intestine made her sneeze.
Xiao Qinghe looked at her worriedly, âQingyue, you should go rest in the room. Iâll call you when itâs ready.â
âItâs fine.â She walked into the kitchen, took the spatula from Xiao Qinghe, and added a big bowl of stir-fried pork intestine to Little Bastardâs bowl. âAlthough braised pigâs large intestine is delicious and cheap, itâs good to treat Little Bastard to some meat once in a while.â
Little Bastard knew that there was something delicious, and could no longer contain its excitement. It immediately stood up on its hind legs, holding its head high.
Su Qingyue placed the big bowl of stir-fried pork intestine in the corner for it, and the little guy âowooâ¦â went over and devoured it joyfully.
âFourth Brother, youâve been busy all morning. Have you eaten breakfast yet?â She handed the spatula back to him.
He nodded slightly, noticing a naughty strand of her hair at her temple, he raised his hand to help her tuck the hair behind her ear, but she beat him to it.
His hand stiffened in midair while pretending to reach for the salt.
She looked puzzled, âFourth Brother, didnât you just add salt?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âOh,â he said awkwardly, âI forgot.â
She looked at him, âYour mind seems elsewhere. Are you worried about something?â
âNoâ¦â he mumbled.
She didnât force him to talk if he didnât want to.
A while later, Xiao Yishan returned, and Qinghe scooped the two big pots of braised pigâs large intestine into two baskets with washed and cushioned tree leaves.
Once filled, Su Qingyue covered the baskets with two large banana leaves and placed a stack of tree leaves and a scale on top of them.
It was almost six oâclock in the morning now.
Su Qingyue picked up the carrying pole, preparing to leave.
As for the basket used for pork fat, it was dirty despite being washed yesterday and wasnât suitable for holding cooked food, so she put it in his big basket with one of the two baskets containing stir-fried pork intestine.
This way, she only needed to carry one shoulder pole.
Xiao Yishan instructed, âItâs no problem if you canât sell it all, just bring it back, and weâll eat it ourselves.â
She smiled, âNot only will it sell out, but I think itâll also sell very well.â
âQingyue, be careful on the road.â Xiao Qinghe was sitting in a wheelchair, his clear gaze never leaving her.
She looked at his elegant and sickly pale face.
He had been paralyzed for over four years.
Without a wheelchair before.
In other words, he hadnât left the house for more than four years, and was bedridden.
If it had been her, she would have gone crazy long ago.
But Fourth Brother never showed any negative emotions.
He was such a rare young man.
Su Qingyue felt compassion, âFourth Brother, why donât you come with me?â
When her words fell, Xiao Qinghe froze.
Even Xiao Yishanâs stern face was full of surprise.
The three people were in the yard at the moment, the window of the master bedroom was open, and Xiao Yuchuan inside heard it. His brows furrowed slightly, but he didnât object.
Fourth Brother hadnât been out for so many years.
If he was willing to go, even though it might be a little more trouble for his wife on the road, it would be good for him to get out and relax his mind. But he also worried that Fourth Brother would cause trouble for his wife.