When Song Xia returned home after finishing all the school chores, she found that Song Jun and Song Jiao had already cooked dinner, and even prepared two dishes and a soup. The dishes were stir-fried eggs with chives and steamed fish, and the soup was tomato and egg soup.
It was obvious that this was the first time the two of them had cooked this. The stir-fried chives and eggs were a bit burnt, the fish was overcooked, and the tomato skins in the tomato and egg soup were not removed, and too much water was added.
The two looked at her nervously: "Sister, how about we just make do with this today?"
Song Xia paused for a moment, then calmly put down her backpack: "Why didn't you wait for me to come back before you did it?"
"Anyway, we're both at home with nothing to do, and we're both grown up now. We can't always wait for you to come back so we can go through all that trouble to cook for you." Song Jiao smiled uneasily, looking at her expectantly.
Song Xia ignored her gaze and simply said, "You're all too young. It's not safe for you to touch the stove. You can wait for me to come back and cook it later."
"Sis, are you worried about us? I'm being very careful."
I guess so.
It was clear that her expression remained unchanged, which made Song Jun and Song Jiao somewhat discouraged. What could they do to get their sister to be more affectionate towards them?
If their initial actions hurt the older sister, didn't her behavior soften afterward? Why did she suddenly become so distant from them again? It's as if all she feels is responsibility.
Song Xia thought that being a little cold would allow the two of them to return to normal, but she didn't expect it to make them even more entangled in the matter and more concerned about winning her back.
She couldn't understand why things had changed in this life, when the two of them had only ever cared for each other in their past life. Could people's hearts really change so easily?
"Xiaoling, do you think what I'm doing is right or wrong?"
"Xiaxia, there's no need to worry about so much. In this life, you just need to live according to your own heart."
Song Xia felt uneasy. If she ignored Song Jun and Song Jiao, she would feel helpless seeing their longing yet anxious eyes. But if she talked to them, she was afraid of causing a lot of trouble in the future. Moreover, the events of her past life still left a shadow in her heart.
After a moment's thought, she decided to distance herself from him and reduce the number of conversations. She would try to communicate as little as possible except when cooking and eating. After all, she was now officially in university and could explain her busy schedule.
So from then on, whether she had classes or not, she would prepare breakfast early and go to school. After dinner, she would go to her study to study, pretending that she didn't want to be disturbed. She hoped that this would dissuade the two of them. Now that Song Jiao and Song Jun had their own goals, they were destined to live their own lives in the future.
The more she did this, the more the two of them competed to show off. Not only did their cooking skills improve, but they also prepared a surprise for Song Xia on her birthday.
In fact, even Song Xia herself forgot her birthday. After military training, she entered a state of selfless study. She not only needed to constantly absorb the medical knowledge of this era, but also integrate the secret formulas collected from various worlds in the space. She was so busy that she forgot herself. She even had a medical book with her when she ate or went to the toilet. How could she have specially celebrated her birthday?
But she forgot that Song Jun and Song Jiao hadn't. They started preparing a month before her birthday. Song Jiao used her earnings to enroll Song Xia in a driving school class, while Song Jun used his savings to order a custom-made cake. As for the longevity noodles and birthday meal on her birthday, they prepared them together.
As usual, Song Xia rode her electric bike home that day. The moment she opened the door, with two loud "bangs," a large amount of ribbons and confetti fell from above her head, leaving Song Xia stunned.
Happy birthday, sister!
Looking towards the sound, she saw a large number of balloons stuck to the wall, spelling out the initials of her name and the number 19 in the middle, with the words "Happy Birthday" in large letters below. She felt a sense of disorientation again. Last year, on her eighteenth birthday, her father passed away unexpectedly, so no one would celebrate it for her. Even in her previous life, for so long, no one had ever mentioned it. Until she died alone, she had never had a proper birthday.
But why, in this life, did the two of them...
"Sister, welcome home!" Song Jiao excitedly put a birthday hat on Song Xia's head, then looked at her nervously, "We've taken the liberty of celebrating your birthday without your permission, sister, are you angry?"
Song Xia was pulled down to sit by Song Jun: "Sister, please sit down and try the longevity noodles we made especially for you. Song Jiao and I practiced for a long time for this bowl of noodles, so it shouldn't be bad. Wait a minute, I'll go get it."
Soon, the longevity noodles were served. In addition to green vegetables, there was a round fried egg, and chopped green onions floated on the soup, making it look particularly refreshing.
After the two men handed her the chopsticks, they both looked at her expectantly. Song Xia wanted to say something, but she picked up a mouthful of noodles first.
The moment she tasted the noodles, she knew they were made with care, and not only were they perfectly salty, but the temperature was also just right, instantly bringing a bittersweet feeling to her heart.
She was somewhat exhausted: "Why...?"
"Because you're our older sister!" the two said matter-of-factly, then went back to the kitchen to busy themselves, bringing out bowls of dishes.
There's an unwritten rule here that chicken must be served on one's birthday. For those who aren't good at cooking, chicken is hard to make delicious, especially chicken bought from the market, which can easily have a fishy smell if not cooked properly.
However, what was served in front of Song Xia was stewed chicken made according to local methods. It smelled very fragrant, indicating that it was handled very well during the cooking process. There were two whole chicken legs in the pot that had not been chopped up. Song Jiao and Song Jun each put one leg into her bowl with chopsticks.
"Sister, have a chicken leg."
Song Xia gave the two of them another deep look. When her father was alive, he often made stewed chicken like this. But back then, Song Jiao and Song Jun were very selfish and both wanted to eat chicken legs. However, a chicken only has two legs. She used to be afraid that her father would be in a dilemma, so she deliberately said that she liked to eat chicken wings. In the past year, she has made chicken many times, but she has never indulged the two of them. She always chopped them up before cooking.
The two had argued about the chicken legs back then, but she had forcefully suppressed them. They thought that after a year, they had long forgotten about it. Unexpectedly, today they specially stewed chicken for her and put both chicken legs on her plate.
Song Jiao said shyly, "Sister, Song Jun and I were ignorant before. From now on, all the chicken legs in our family will be yours to eat."
Song Xia rarely joked with them: "How could I possibly eat two chicken legs that big by myself?"
Seeing a smile finally appear on her face, Song Jiao and Song Jun breathed a huge sigh of relief. They had finally managed to appease their sister! All their preparations for today had been worthwhile!
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