Huo Xiaolong has been really busy these past few days. She was most worried about each of her older sisters getting married, and now, the little dumpling was holding a broken branch she picked up from under a tree and directing the Xiao family's guards.

"I don't want this color, my sister Ruyi doesn't care for it. I want this one, this pink one."

"Also, this bed is too hard. Put a few more mattresses on top."

"That's true. My sister Ruyi is very particular about tea. The teacups and teapots must match. Are there any in the betrothal gift box? If so, take them out and let me choose."

Xiao Lanyi stood to the side, not daring to utter a sound or make a move, lest he say something wrong again. Then Huo Xiaolong would start crying and whining to Ruyi, and who knows if he'd still have a wife.

"And you."

The little dumpling pointed at the man with the twig in its hand.

"So, what's wrong, little sister?" Xiao Lanyi was really eager to get involved; he hadn't even married his wife yet, and he was already calling his little sister over.

Huo Xiaolong didn't like this address, and the little dumpling pouted and said to him.

"Who said I'm your little sister! I'm not!"

"Okay, okay, then tell me, what's wrong?"

“Sister Ruyi doesn’t like to drink hot water; she usually prefers cold drinks. Sometimes, if she’s not careful, she gets a little pain during her period,” Huo Xiaolong said.

Xiao Lanyi nodded.

"Yes, I know."

"Do you know when her period is?" the little dumpling continued to ask.

"Mid-month."

"Yeah, so don't let her drink cold water around the middle of the month. I'll take care of her when you're not around, but you can take care of her when you are."

Huo Xiaolong stared at him intently with a serious expression, making Marshal Xiao feel that this child wasn't marrying off his older sister, but rather his ancestor. The amount of worry he was carrying was something even his own mother couldn't match.

“Okay,” Xiao Lanyi replied.

After a morning of work, Ruyi's new house was finally finished. The little dumpling wandered around inside and outside the house, and then returned to the yard to bask in the autumn sun, but she was still a little unhappy.

At this moment, the burly, dark-skinned man stood at the archway of the Huo family residence, calling out to Huo Xiaolong, who was taking a break at the brothel.

"Long'er, come here."

The little dumpling opened her eyes and saw Erhei waving at her from the doorway, his voice deliberately lowered as he called her very softly.

Huo Xiaolong also replied in a breathy voice.

"What's wrong, bro? Did you upset Mom and get beaten up? Is that why you're afraid to say anything?"

Erhei shook his head, then waved to her again, and Huo Xiaolong ran over eagerly.

She thought it was something bad. The little dumpling was at that age where cats and dogs couldn't stand her; she was so annoying every day. She sidled up to Erhei, staring longingly at the tall guy, and then asked...

"What's wrong, bro? Tell me. As long as it's not a matter of principle, I'll take the blame for you. Just tell me."

Erhei pursed his lips, his voice muffled, then squatted down to be at eye level with his sister.

"What are you talking about, kid? Do you think your brother is that kind of person?"

"So what's wrong, bro?"

"Well... since you're helping Ruyi look at her new house these next few days, why don't you take a look for me while you're at it?"

"hold head high?"

"Your second sister has already agreed. The sooner the new house is ready, the better. That way you won't be so tired, right?"

Huo Xiaolong glanced at Erhei sideways, remembering how Erhei was cautious and somewhat simple-minded when he first came to her house. He was especially honest. Later, when her mother's novelty wore off and she started beating him for his mistakes, Erhei was the only one who dared to step in and pull her mother away. Although his way of stopping the fight was to put himself behind her so that her mother couldn't hit him, compared to his indifferent father and brother, this brother from the grasslands was really too good.

Unlike now, people who clearly want to get married as soon as possible but still come up with all sorts of high-sounding reasons.

He and Er Ya's girlfriend have been dating for two years. Getting married isn't something shameful. He can just go talk to her mom and Aunt Zhang. Why is he embarrassed to get married?

"So when are you going to propose, brother?" Huo Xiaolong asked.

"Our mother said to wait until Miss Ruyi is married."

The little dumpling nodded.

"That's fine too. Anyway, they set their wedding date early, so they should postpone it. Didn't you see how angry Xiao Lanyi made my mom the other day? She's doomed."

"Do you know what your second sister's room looks like? What do you think I should do with this room?" Erhei asked as he led Huo Xiaolong into the room.

The room was spotless and very well-organized. A large dining table was specially made so that Er Ya could replace the table in the master bedroom of He Yi and Huo Shuwen's house after she married into the family.

They both have big appetites, and Erhei was worried that there wouldn't be enough room for all the food.

“My sister lives in a dormitory, but brother, you’ll have to leave this thing outside later.”

A ghost mask hung from the rafters; it was bought by the couple when they went out, and Erhei wanted to keep it as a souvenir, so he hung it there. The man asked the little dumpling...

"Why? This is what your sister and I bought when we first went shopping together. We hung it up there specifically so we could see it every day."

Huo Xiaolong felt that her two brothers were both straight men, the Iron Man of straight men. If it weren't for her, neither of them would ever be able to get married in their lives. Seriously, they wouldn't be able to get married at all.

When you're lying in bed sleeping, the first thing you see when you open your eyes is a mask with a blue face and fangs. Isn't that scary?

Besides, Er Ya was afraid of these kinds of things anyway, so she must have bought this because she got carried away playing with her sweetheart.

“My sister is scared, so don’t get your hands on that stuff. If you really like it, you can hide it in the closet.”

"Okay, go ahead."

Erhei's main trait is to listen to advice.

These past few days, Zhang's mother has felt that Erhei is always hanging around in front of her. Every time her apprentice sees him, she looks shy and doesn't dare to look at him. When has her own chubby girl who's always been so adventurous ever been shy?

Er Ya has grown taller in the past few years, probably because she eats a lot. Her little face is chubby and round, and she looks really cute when she smiles.

She's the kind of girl that all the older women in the village want to arrange a marriage for her.

"What's wrong? If you have something to say, just say it. Stop loitering around all day," Zhang's mother said to the man peeking at Er Ya through the door.

These two kids have never been like this since they got together. Whether they're going out shopping or eating out, they're always very open and confident, and I've never seen them be shy.

Even when the young girls in the building teased her apprentice, Er Ya always looked completely at ease.

“Our Er Ya is so lucky! The other day I saw our Long’er’s second brother making sauerkraut stew with pork bones for Er Ya. Who has sauerkraut in the summer? It must have been some rich family that kept it in their ice cellar and Er Hei bought it.” Ping’er gossiped to her girlfriends at the table while eating, speaking openly in front of Er Ya.

I just want to see a round-faced girl blush.

To everyone's surprise, the person didn't stop eating, nor did they blush; instead, they said with a happy expression.

“My senior brother’s cooking was a bit lacking; he ruined the pickled cabbage, but I was too embarrassed to say anything, so I just made it all.”

"Why are you too embarrassed to say it?" Wenye asked.

"He worked so hard on it, how could I say it was a little lacking? He must be upset about that," Er Ya said while chewing her food.

There aren't so many rules when sisters eat together.

"Then why would they only make it for you and not for anyone else?" Huanlu continued to tease her.

"He likes me."

Well, well, their self-righteous attitude is really a bit silly. These two are a match made in heaven.