Xu Songyuan prepared the ingredients efficiently and started stir-frying them in no time. Even Grandpa and Grandma Song praised them highly after eating them.
Outside, the two brothers sat under the eaves.
The fifth brother narrowed his eyes slightly, "Third brother, that's our uncle, why don't you start with our uncle?"
Song Anmin smirked, "Didn't you hear what Mom just said?"
The fifth child blinked. "Don't listen to Mom! If Uncle doesn't help us, who will he help?"
Song Anmin moved his lips and touched his chin.
“Then you start with your second brother, and I’ll start with my uncle.”
Song Jianmin: "Okay!"
This is fate!
There were so many people on the street at the time, but only Song Anmin rushed up and snatched the money back!
It seems he's destined to go home!
The third brother stood up, shook his head with a smile, and patted the fifth brother on the shoulder.
"Fifth brother, you have a long way to go and a heavy responsibility to bear."
Song Jianmin stopped laughing. "Song Anmin, stop that smug grin! It annoys me!"
Song Anmin kicked him.
"Fifth brother, if you can't speak properly, then shut up!"
Song Jianmin also stood up. "I'm hungry. Let's go get some noodles and come back this afternoon."
Both brothers knew from experience that their grandparents and parents wouldn't feed them.
Song Anmin said his coworker recommended a newly opened Xinjiang-style braised chicken restaurant outside the shopping mall, where he could also try the braised noodles.
The two brothers were walking down the road when Song Anmin suddenly stopped and stared straight ahead.
The fifth brother froze. "Third brother, what's wrong with you? What are you looking at? Are you stupid?"
Song Anmin frowned, staring at the black car that drove away ahead.
"Fifth brother, I think I see Liu Aimei."
"Where is he?" Song Jianmin looked around.
Song Anmin didn't see the license plate clearly. His brows furrowed. "They got into a black sedan. They were just over there."
Song Jianmin: "The Liu family doesn't have any wealthy relatives. You must have misunderstood."
Song Anmin squinted slightly. "Who knows? Let's go eat, I'm starving."
After finishing their meal, the two brothers hurried back to Heping Lane.
Hearing the laughter and chatter inside made me feel terrible.
It's already early November, and it's been almost a year since my second brother had that accident.
So much has happened in a year.
The two brothers were sitting under the eaves when Zhuo Huai rode by on his bicycle. Seeing them, he couldn't help but joke, "Want some water? I'll bring you some."
Song Anmin: "Is there anything to eat?"
Zhuo Huai: "There's no food. Go back to your own home and eat."
Song Jianmin murmured, "...I can't get into the house."
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