Because of He Chen's antics, everyone got to eat the beef balls and spicy chicken that He Jing made, leaving half a plate untouched. Everyone turned their attention to He Zhou himself.
He Sui was practically bursting into laughter, hands on his hips: "Hahahaha, Third Brother, you didn't expect this, did you? Enjoy the rest of the food yourself."
He Chen's lips curled into a slight, subtle smile.
He Yi remained silent for a moment, but there was something unusual about his expression.
He Xiaoguo frowned, his handsome face filled with difficulty: "Third Brother, although you've worked very hard, shouldn't we just throw away the rest?"
Before he could finish speaking, He Sui immediately retorted, "How can this be thrown away? Saving food is a traditional virtue of the He family."
When the He family was poor, they wouldn't throw away anything that didn't taste good. Even if something was burnt, they would pick out the burnt part so that the burnt part wasn't too noticeable.
Although the He family is now wealthy, this is not an excuse for them to squander their money recklessly; this is a rule ingrained in the He family.
So, it's all He Zhou's fault for being so malicious and deliberately putting so many chili peppers on them. Now he has only himself to blame.
He Zhou glanced coldly at He Sui, his attitude arrogant: "You think I can't eat it just because you put in too much chili?"
He Sui said, "Then you eat it."
He Zhou: "..."
The veins on his forehead bulged slightly, as if he could hardly tolerate He Zhou's provocation.
He Jing stepped forward, wanting to help He Zhou solve this problem, but He Sui immediately stopped her, grumbling, "He Jing, you didn't say anything when he deliberately messed with me, and you're not allowed to say anything now either."
He Jing rubbed her forehead helplessly: "Fourth Brother, one should be forgiving when possible."
"Screw you, I want to see him eat all of these."
"..."
So, what exactly is the reason?
We're all family, so why do we have to love and hate each other?
He Jing couldn't understand the current situation at all, let alone the intense and volatile nature of the struggles between men over their sisters.
If only she had stopped He Zhou's prank, things wouldn't have turned out this way.
He Chen then chuckled in her ear, "Don't worry, Sister He Jing. This has happened before. It's just a way for brothers to strengthen their bond."
Hearing this, He Jing looked at He Yi with some doubt. Seeing He Yi nod hesitantly, she was finally less flustered.
Then He Zhou said with utter disdain, "You think I'm afraid of this level of spiciness? But you, having stayed home all this time, were you mentally prepared to not eat?"
He Sui snorted: "It's okay, I have He Jing, He Jing will give me special tutoring."
"Dream on!"
"It's about to open, it's about to open."
He Sui acted like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water, as if having He Jing around meant he had a foolproof way out, and he wasn't scared at all.
He Zhou glared at He Jing, his eyes filled with a strong sense of threat.
Just as He Zhou glared at him, He Chen covered He Jing's eyes to prevent her from meeting He Zhou's gaze, and said innocently, "Third brother, you can argue with fourth brother, but don't involve sister He Jing."
As the saying goes, both the palm and the back of the hand are flesh, and He Jing, as everyone's younger sister, faces a difficult choice no matter what she does.
He Yi rarely agreed with He Chen: "Yes, that's right."
He Zhou closed his eyes and took a deep breath—
I'll poison these younger brothers tomorrow.
Ultimately, the final result was determined by He Zhou eating the extremely spicy chicken and beef balls. Despite his illness and disability, He Zhou cooked for his three younger brothers for three days and successfully sent two of them to the hospital.
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