He walked to the gate of Su Yan and Gu Chen's courtyard house, habitually pushed up his glasses, and then called out as he walked in, "Little Ruanruan, your third brother has come to take you home!"
Having just finished dinner, the little dumpling, rubbing her tummy, sat on a recliner in the yard to digest. Her bright, watery eyes darted around, and she suddenly sat up, looking at Su Yifan with an innocent and naive expression.
"Third brother, have you finished eating? It turns out that Gu Chen's house and fourth brother's house are together. Tonight, Qingzai's dad cooked dinner. We ate steak, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, Mapo tofu, Kung Pao chicken, pork rib and mung bean soup, and pancakes too!"
The little dumpling successfully saw Su Yifan's throat move, and she said with a smile, "Go and see, Fourth Brother might not have finished eating yet."
"Okay." Su Yifan agreed seriously and walked into the main room.
Su Yan had already heard the little dumpling's voice. Just then, he came out carrying a bowl of leftover food and dumped it all into the dog trough a few steps away from Su Yifan.
Then he stood up and looked at Su Yifan with a forced smile, saying, "Sorry, the rest were all eaten by the dog."
Su Yifan gritted his teeth, "...You win!"
He turned around impatiently, strode over to the little dumpling, and picked her up from the recliner where she was digesting her food. "Little sister, let's go home!"
Su Yan wanted to rush forward to snatch the person, but the little dumpling quickly winked at him to stop him.
Poor Su Yifan, who hadn't eaten dinner, lay on his creaky, dilapidated bed that night, his stomach rumbling, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
The little dumpling lay there gazing at the twinkling stars in the sky, unable to fall asleep, mainly because his third brother's belly was too noticeable.
Left with no other choice, she could only roll over, get up, and sit cross-legged on the bed.
Su Yifan turned to look at her, "Little one, what kind of wicked ideas are you up to instead of sleeping?"
The little dumpling glanced at him with disdain, then nimbly climbed off the bed and ran to the stove to pick up the vegetable basket, only to find it empty.
She turned to her third brother in shock and asked, "Where's the flour?"
"Look!" Su Yifan gestured with his lips, indicating that she should look at the oval-shaped thing covered in dust and wood slag in front of the stove.
Little dumpling: "..."
Although she was somewhat speechless, it was still quite gratifying that her third brother, who spent all his time in the laboratory and never lifted a finger in the kitchen, had actually tried to make noodles.
She picked up the lump of dough whose original color was no longer recognizable, and peeled off the outer layer with her tender little hands, only to see that Su Yifan was still sitting there without moving.
She raised her delicate eyebrows and said, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and come and start the fire!"
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