"He wouldn't dare!" After saying this with a smile, Li Qianxia slowly put away her smile.

"It was when our parents left. I remember crying a lot at the time, but he sat on the stool by the door doing his homework without saying a word. When his grandparents asked him, he said it was nothing, and his tone was exactly the same as yours just now."

“I think if you two ever fight, it will be a disaster. The house will be as tense as before a storm, and I, your little sun, will have to mediate.”

Why should I argue with him?

"Hehe." Li Qianxia didn't answer, and continued, "A few days after Mom and Dad left, I asked him, 'When are Mom and Dad coming back?'"

"He said he wouldn't be coming back?" Yang Qinglan guessed.

"Well, before he said that, he did something else."

Li Qianxia was lost in memories.

“There’s an abandoned steel factory in our village. Kids use it as a secret base and playground. That day, he took me to climb over it, pried open the sewer manhole cover, sold it for more than ten yuan, and bought me a bunch of snacks.”

"Just as I was happily eating snacks, he told me that those two people would never come back."

Yang Qinglan cleaned up the pieces of "The Lover" and put them in the trash can.

As if to liven up the atmosphere, Li Qianxia said proudly, "So from that time on, I liked to have my brother spend money to buy me things."

"Really?"

"Oh my, really, really, at least half of it is true."

Yang Qinglan laughed, forgetting about the book. She imagined Li Changzhou doing his homework at the door and taking his younger sister to pry open the manhole cover.