—She had said before that she would not serve food to the jinx, for fear of being tainted by bad luck.
So Su Ruyi stepped forward and poured the remaining noodle soup from the pot into her own bowl.
There was only a small half bowl.
The family slurped down their noodles, having long been accustomed to this kind of distribution.
Su Ruyi took a sip of the grayish-green noodle soup.
A taste that is both distant and familiar.
Fourth Brother Su Tong held out his bowl to her: "I can't finish it, so I'll give you some."
Su Ruyi hesitated for a moment, then moved the bowl closer.
Su Tong gave her one-third of the noodles.
A warm feeling welled up in Su Ruyi's heart.
This action is so familiar; for many years, Fourth Brother and Fifth Brother have always said they "can't finish eating" or "can't eat anymore."
She survived thanks to these few leftover meals.
Guan Yumei cursed, "What a kind heart! Are you trying to get rid of your nemesis already?!"
Su Tong smiled but didn't say anything.
His face was dark and his lips were purple—typical features of someone with congenital heart disease.
Unconsciously, Su Ruyi applied the traditional Chinese medicine knowledge she had learned in her previous life to her fourth brother.
However, when she died tragically in her previous life, she had just graduated from school and was still a long way from becoming a miracle doctor.
Nowadays, her limited medical skills are simply not enough to cure her fourth brother's illness.
Su Zhenzhu rolled her eyes at the two of them and muttered, "They've already given you heart problems, and you still haven't learned your lesson!"
After saying that, he buried his face in the bowl of noodles again.
Su Ruyi acted as if she hadn't heard them, quickly finished her noodle soup, and left the table.
No one asked her what she was going to do.
Apart from Su Tong, everyone in the family only paid attention to her when they needed her to cook or do various chores.
Su Ruyi walked around in a circle, seemingly heading towards the covered storage room located between the east wing and the kitchen, where she slept.
But he quietly bent down and circled around the wall.
Without letting anyone see them, they arrived at the main room where Su Dazhi and Guan Yumei were sleeping.
The door wasn't closed.
She silently counted, calculating Guan Yumei's eating speed, and quickly reached for the iron box on top of the dresser.
Open the tin box and find a small brass key inside.
Her hands were trembling slightly.
Holding the key, he quickly opened the locked bottom drawer of the chest of drawers.
Inside were a household registration booklet, a thin stack of money, and a few scattered receipts.
She quickly took everything out, not having time to look at it carefully, and stuffed it into her bosom. Then she locked the drawer and put the key back in its place.
He bent over again and moved back under the window.
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