Song Meili snorted and said, "Third brother, you're bullying second brother. Someone like third sister-in-law has no right to take my second brother's red envelope."
Song Shiting looked at Song Meili with a cool gaze.
Song Meili quickly sought help from Song Lao Er.
"Second brother, did you see that? Third brother is like that."
Song Shirong, as if he couldn't see anything, said, "Let's go eat first."
The three of them then walked away together.
Song Shiting held up an umbrella and tried to walk slowly.
Song Shirong asked, "How are you feeling in town now?"
Song Shiting's voice was calm: "It's alright."
Song Shirong then fell silent.
Until they found a small stir-fry restaurant.
Song Shirong went in and ordered three bowls of rice, four dishes, and a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor).
Song Shiting directly stated that he couldn't drink alcohol.
Song Shirong looked at him in surprise: "Why can't you drink it?"
Song Shiting said expressionlessly, "You're injured."
Song Shirong glanced at him and sighed like an old cadre: "Whether in the army or in criminal investigation, it's equally dangerous. Getting injured is commonplace for us."
Song Shiting remained silent.
Song Meili fawned, "Second Brother, does that mean powerful people never get hurt?"
Look, they both joined the army, but the second brother is doing much better than the third brother.
He was clean and uninjured.
Third Brother looks like a pig in the mud, covered in scars.
Therefore, she felt that her second brother must be more capable.
Song Shirong smiled slightly and said, "You can't say such things in front of your third brother."
As he spoke, he sighed to Song Shiting, "We were all young and immature before, which is why we argued every day. But now it's all better. We've all grown up and become more sensible."
He began to lay the groundwork.
Song Meili looked worried: "Second brother, the past is the past. In the past, third brother could still see his younger sister, but now third brother can't see me. Look, I live here all alone, without any relatives. I feel so sad."
Song Shirong had a square face, like Song Shoushan, and spoke in a very formal and methodical manner.
She looked at Song Shiting and said, "No matter what happens outside, we are still family. It would be too embarrassing for others to laugh at us if we made a fool of ourselves in public."
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