Guan Bo and Xiao Yu's relationship became more stable. Seeing her grandfather's genuine joy and happiness, Xiao Yu felt that what she had done was worthwhile.
Li Mancang stayed in the hospital for a few days and then went home to recuperate. His second and third sons took turns taking care of Old Man Guan at night, while Xiaoyu and the Guan family stayed at the hospital during the day.
On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the third brother got out of the car with a yawn and walked into the residential area. Just then, his phone rang. He glanced at it, rubbed his eyes a couple of times, and thought, "Li Xingguo, what is this guy thinking? Calling me again? Didn't he cut ties with his family?"
He immediately blacklisted Li Xingguo. It was bad luck to receive a call from Li Xingguo during the Chinese New Year. He told Li Xingguo to keep quiet and not to talk to him.
My family is making dumplings right now. We were so busy on New Year's Eve that we didn't even get to eat them. Today is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and Li Mancang has come back. Everyone is gathered together again, making dumplings in a lively atmosphere. When family members are together, every day is a holiday.
"The Third Young Master is back," Chunni said with a teasing smile.
The third son chuckled awkwardly. He was the least influential person in the family now, all because he almost got himself killed by his father.
"Second sister-in-law, you're teasing me again. What kind of filling are you making? I'll help."
"Hurry up and go to the yard to start a fire. Mom said that job has to be saved for you," Chunni pointed to the two large pots outside, which were weighed down by the wind and snow.
The third brother...
"Mom~"
The third brother looked at Wu Zhiqi pleadingly.
"My grandma has given you so much love, Dad. A wise man submits to circumstances," Yuanyuan tugged at her father.
The third brother wanted to kick this brat to death, "You'll be my assistant!"
"I didn't send my grandpa to the hospital."
The third brother... he really knows how to rub salt in the wound, gritting his teeth as he dragged Yuanyuan outside to clean up the pots.
"Help! Grandma, Second Aunt, save me! Save me!" Yuanyuan cried out as she struggled.
The people inside burst into laughter.
“This kid is just like the third brother when he was a kid,” Li Xiu said with a smile.
“He’s even more of a fart than his dad,” Wu Zhiqi said with a laugh.
Chunni nudged her second son with her phone. He was rolling out dough when he glanced at it, dusted off his hands, and went outside with his phone.
As Yuanyuan swept the snow off the stove, she muttered, "Snowstorms will press down on you for two or three years, that's five years in total. How can you withstand a torrential downpour if you don't experience snowstorms?"
If it weren't for the Chinese New Year, the third brother would definitely have put this chatterbox in a pot.
"Second brother, we still have to be brothers. When it really matters, it's our deep brotherly bond that matters. Second brother, can you help me chop firewood?" The third brother immediately changed his tune when he saw the second brother come out.
Yuanyuan looked at him with disdain, "My second uncle must have been worried about a little kid like me getting cold outside, so he came to help me."
Second brother… “Why are you two so self-important? Third brother, did Li Xingguo call you?”
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