The protagonist's younger brother's school is very close to this place, because it is a school district property. Even though the house is small, the protagonist's parents still gritted their teeth and bought it just because it is a school district property.

The protagonist knew perfectly well that this wasn't for her sake, but for her brother's.

That mischievous younger brother who also had poor grades.

Because this was the child of the protagonist's adoptive parents who had him late in life, the two of them doted on him and were reluctant to hit or scold him, spoiling him without any limits.

It's okay, these days will be gone after today.

After today, this home will disappear completely.

Anning's guess was absolutely right. The person who opened the door with the key was indeed her younger brother, a boy whose appearance alone suggested he was very mischievous.

When the boy realized that the first person he saw after pushing open the door was An Ning, he instinctively took a step back, showing that he was very afraid of his older sister.

It's funny to say, but this little prince isn't afraid of his father or mother, but he is afraid of his adopted sister.

Anning looked at him, the knife in her hand already hidden away. She pointed to the dining table beside her, "Mom specially prepared sweet and sour pork ribs for you."

She emphasized the word "specially" to see the boy's reaction.

The boy froze almost instantly.

Even if you're holding a girl's wrist, it's extremely difficult to make any moves.

"Don't be afraid, try it and it's just what he likes." An Ning took two steps back and grabbed the girl's arm.

The sweet and sour pork ribs that I usually find delicious tasted awful tasted like chewing wax at this moment, but I dared not show that I was eating them badly, so I could only force a stiff smile.

The girl seemed to sense something and kept shaking her head, "Sister...sister eats too."

There wasn't a trace of a smile on your face. Your amber eyes were fixed on the girl behind you, like you were staring at a big kid who had made a mistake, while you yourself were like a little person contemplating how to reward her.

Anning agreed directly, "You eat."

The girl froze instantly, burying her head in her hands.

Before you finish eating everything, you badly send him off on the road.

"Eat up, Mom made this especially for you. Eating it is the only way to repay Mom's kindness."

The person standing behind you now is as stiff as a zombie.

Anning tried to reason with him for a long time without success, but finally got angry and said, "So what if he eats?"

The girl's face was still pale, but she dared to resist, so she could only tremble as she picked up the sweet and sour pork ribs from behind the noodles and put them in her mouth.

"It tastes awful...it really tastes awful, let your sister try it."

It's said that children have a warning sign for dangerous things. If that's true, then Anning suspects that his younger brother's warning sign has already gone off.

Even though my hands are shaking as I hold the chopsticks, I still force myself to pick up this plate of sweet and sour pork ribs that looks a little warm.

The moment your fingertips touched the girl's wrist, you felt my stiffness.

And this safe thing... of course doesn't refer to you.

The girl was startled by your appearance and immediately stopped standing there. She walked behind the large square table and plopped down on the wooden stool.

Anning looked at me like that, then suddenly sat down opposite the girl, propping herself up on her arms and looking at me.

Anning accepted my recommendation, shaking her head, "Okay, that was specially prepared for him by Mom, and he ate it all."