"I'm not planning to help you. But if it were Chang Xiaohu, I would definitely help him," Song Yan said gloatingly.

“Sister, you’re my sister, aren’t you going to help me?” Cheng Youfu asked.

Song Yan: "Heh, besides Jiang Xiaoxiao, who do you see as your older sister? So I don't want you as my younger brother anymore!"

"How could you do this? I've always considered you my older sister!" Cheng Yousuo said, somewhat annoyed.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'm asking you, does your mother know?" Song Yan became serious.

"I'll talk to my mother once Xiaoxiao agrees," Cheng Youfu said, a little embarrassed.

"You're still a kid. What do you know about love? What if people say Jiang Xiaoxiao seduced you? Let's talk about it when you're older in a couple of years." Song Yan really didn't approve. At Cheng Youfu's age, teachers considered it puppy love. And he saw it the same way.

“I can’t wait. Xiaoxiao will get married in two years.” Song Yan saw the seriousness and stubbornness in Cheng Youfu’s eyes.

A young person's feelings are pure, but how long can they last?

“If word gets out, I’m afraid everyone will say it’s Jiang Xiaoxiao’s fault. Not just others, your family will say you’re still a big kid, what do you know?” Song Yan hoped that neither Jiang Xiaoxiao nor Cheng Youfu would get hurt.

“My mother listens to me the most. I’m an adult now.”

Cheng Youfu felt that the way Song Yan looked at him was the same way Song Yan usually looked at Wei Ping and the others when they were being naughty.

"You still don't believe me? I'll have my mother come and tell you herself." Cheng Youfu threw down the knife and was about to leave.

"Hey, hey! You still say you're an adult? You just give up halfway through the work." Song Yan wasn't happy about abandoning the work halfway through.

When Aunt Wei and Chang Xiaohu came in together, Cheng Youfu silently began chopping minced meat.