After Wen He and his mother finished their meal, he skillfully began to tidy up.
Washing dishes wasn't a tedious task for him; he'd been doing it all his life and was used to it.
Wen's father and younger brother Wen Ze did not come home for dinner tonight.
They must have gone out for a big meal again.
Wen Ze is his younger brother, eight years younger than him, and just turned ten this year.
He was the darling of the family; he was the true child of Wen's parents.
Wen's parents were very generous to him, and were willing to buy him all the best things.
The reason for this is that Wen He came to the world at the wrong time.
Back then, my family was poor and couldn't afford an abortion, so I was forced to give birth.
Wenhe was merely the product of her parents' momentary impulse.
Wen Ze was quite different; his parents felt that life was slowly getting better and wanted to have another child.
Although they were born into the same family, their mindsets at the time of their birth were completely different.
Wenze was loved by his parents from birth.
Even if his grades are bad, even if he is naughty, even if he is completely immature.
But his parents had boundless tolerance for him.
Bang!
The door was suddenly kicked open.
"Hands up! You're all under arrest!"
Wen Ze, wearing a camouflage helmet and holding a glowing toy gun, spoke to his mother with a serious expression.
Seeing this, Wen's mother smiled and quickly raised her hands, saying, "Officer, I'll cooperate, I'll cooperate completely."
"Stop grinning and come with me." Wen Ze raised his gun and approached his mother.
"You little brat, you've got me arrested!"
With lightning speed, Wen's mother snatched his toy gun and turned it around to point at Wen Ze's head.
"Dad, Mom is cheating!" Wen Ze quickly turned around to complain.
"Hmm? Do you have a problem with that?" Mrs. Wen looked at Mr. Wen and raised an eyebrow.
"No, no..." Father Wen raised his hands and smiled.
"What delicious food did you have with Dad tonight?"
"I ate KFC! Hehe! A giant chicken leg, bigger than my face!"
Really?
"Of course! I even ate two!" Wen Ze said proudly.
"As expected of my precious son, he's amazing!"
The arrival of Wen Ze and his father instantly brought liveliness to this quiet and deserted home.
Their laughter filled the house with a warm atmosphere.
"Autumn is here..."
Wen He glanced at the calendar; no wonder she felt a bit cold.
It even chilled me to the bone.
KFC...
He's never eaten this before in his entire life.
I have eaten at Wallace's.
It was only because Wen Ze disliked the taste that it ended up falling on his head.
It's not his fault; Wen He also found it unpalatable.
He found the hamburger and fries extremely bitter, even more bitter than Chinese medicine.
Wen He knew she shouldn't be jealous of her own younger brother.
He didn't expect his parents to treat both sides equally.
He just wanted a little bit of attention...
Even if it's just a little bit.
Instead of what it is now.
There was nowhere for him to stay in the entire house.
Listening to the laughter and playful chatter in the living room, Wen He turned her gaze to the report of late-stage lung cancer.
There's no need to talk about such unlucky things.
"Cough cough!" He coughed uncontrollably.
The joyful noise outside suddenly stopped.
The quiet environment left Wen He feeling somewhat at a loss.
He knew he shouldn't cough when they were happiest.
They shouldn't be reminded that they have another child.
Soon, the door was opened, and Wen He subconsciously hid the report behind her back.
"Your mom said it's gotten worse recently?"
The kind and gentle father, who had just been speaking, now sounded somewhat cold.
"No...cough cough...it's nothing..." Wen He tends to cough when she's nervous.
Mr. Wen glanced at the trash can.
The blood-stained tissues were particularly eye-catching.
"It's getting cold lately, wear more clothes, and don't waste so much paper." After saying this, Mr. Wen left.
Upon hearing this, Wen He suddenly froze.
He gradually clenched the report in his hand.
Even a simple, symbolic expression of concern requires money.
Why did they have to include that last sentence...?
Was he worried that Wen He would catch a cold, or that her cough would get worse if she caught a cold and she would need more tissues?
Wen Ze could easily afford a year's worth of tissues just by eating out, right?
Wen He couldn't understand whether she was really that cheap...
They are so cheap that they don't even dare to have the right to get sick.
They're so cheap that even using more tissues will get you criticized.
Wen He hugged her knees and curled up in the corner of the bed.
The trash can, stained red with blood, was now covered with a layer of debris.
That was Wen He's report.
He pulled out a secondhand phone with a screen riddled with cracks.
Although it's very laggy, although it crashes occasionally, and although I can't play any games.
But this was one of Wen He's few treasures.
"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."
Seeing the message with 99+ views, Wen He subconsciously clicked on it.
This is his fan group, which only has a dozen or so people, but they are all chatterboxes who often chat day and night.
Wen He enjoyed watching them chat, even though she couldn't really join in on what they were talking about.
But they always took good care of Wen He, and they would patiently explain anything Wen He didn't understand.
"Wow! Wen He has really become a top-tier internet celebrity! From now on, all of us brothers will be her die-hard fans!"
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