Chapter 75 Mao Mao Wants to Fatten Up Her Brother
Before the new chef arrived, two scoops of ice cream—about the size of Mao Mao's little fist—were delivered the next day by a waiter from the cold drinks department of Haicheng's largest Western restaurant.
The ice cream scoop that was delivered to her door had melted a bit, and Mao Mao generously shared one with her brother.
She sat with Lou Yansui, scooping out sweet ice cream with a small spoon.
It's already a bit cold now, and a bite of ice-cold food made the two little tufts on her head tremble.
The big white cat meowed and circled around her, its fluffy tail brushing against her cool little hands.
Although she ordered two ice creams, she only ate half of one before looking up at him pitifully and saying, "Brother, my mouth is cold."
Lou Yansui smiled and was about to take it when a hand reached out from the side and took the small bowl from Mao Mao's hand.
It was Lou Hongjian.
"Mao Mao, Asui can't eat these." With that, he opened his mouth wide without changing his expression and swallowed the half ice cream in one gulp.
Lou Yansui: "..."
Lou Yansui was speechless: "Third brother, aren't you childish?"
"I didn't say anything wrong." Lou Hongjian was also shivering from the cold, but he tried his best to maintain his composure in front of his sister: "Second brother said that you are too thin and you need to take care of your health before going to the hospital."
Mao Mao excitedly raised her little hand and happily said, "Mao Mao, watch your brother eat."
“That’s right, Mao Mao, your task is to watch Asui eat.” Lou Hongjian said seriously, “At least, he has to eat a whole bowl.”
Lou Yansui said helplessly, "Third Brother..."
Lou Hongjian glanced at him: "What's wrong? You're not listening to Mao Mao?"
Mao Mao's eyes widened suddenly, becoming round, and she stared at him seriously with her little face.
Lou Yansui had nothing to say.
Early this morning, he was sent to Renji Hospital for a comprehensive physical examination using professional equipment to check the condition of his leg and whether there was any possibility of recovery, so as to formulate a more complete surgical plan.
Although the test results were not yet available, Lou Heming, being a doctor, pinched his arms and legs and determined that he was too thin and needed to gain some weight.
Without a healthy body, how can one cope with the upcoming surgery and recovery?
Lou Yansui had been depressed for a long time. He used to eat very little, and his originally healthy and well-proportioned figure quickly became thin. After Mao Mao came, he ate more and gained some weight.
But that's still not enough.
From his family's perspective, he was still too thin, sometimes even less than little Mao Mao, who ate more. Ideally, he should eat two bowls, no, three bowls of rice per meal to make up for it.
As for the important task of watching over his meals, it was handed over to Mao Mao.
In this family, Lou Yansui could refuse anyone, but he couldn't refuse his younger sister's big, dark eyes.
Before he had even finished his ice cream, the maid Ah Chun brought over a bowl of chicken soup: "Fourth Young Master, it's time for your soup."
Lou Yansui: "I..."
Mao Mao sat up straight with a start and immediately carried out her task: "Brother, it's time to eat!"
Lou Yansui had no choice but to accept it.
There was a whole chicken in the soup bowl, which was bigger than his face. The chicken soup had been stewed to a beautiful golden color, and the steam was rising, giving off an enticing aroma.
Mao Mao diligently carried out her task, while swallowing hard on the sidelines.
"Isn't this too much?" Lou Yansui touched her stomach and couldn't help but say, "I've already eaten three meals today."
Mao Mao stared intently at the golden chicken soup, swallowing hard. "Brother, is three meals a lot?"
Lou Yansui: "..."
"Second Brother said you'd better gain another ten pounds." Lou Hongjian patted his shoulder, feeling the thin curve under his palm, and said, "A-Sui, you're too thin now, you wouldn't look good even as a model."
Lou Yansui picked up the spoon, "...Third Brother, I will never be your model."
Lou Hongjian scoffed, "You want to be a model? I'd rather find my older brother. His physique is more perfect than a sculpture, and he even has more abs than me."
Mao Mao stared intently at the golden chicken soup, swallowing hard. "Brother, what kind of chicken pieces are these?"
Lou Hongjian immediately shut his mouth and lightly slapped himself.
Too talkative.
Lou Yansui glared at her third brother, then took another small bowl, filled it with chicken soup, and placed it in front of Mao Mao: "Mao Mao, you can have some soup too."
Mao Mao immediately buried her face in the small bowl, dutifully helping her brother eat.
"Third Brother," Lou Yansui said, shooing him away again, "Are you going out?"
"Oh, right, I'm on my way to the gallery. A customer wants to buy one of my paintings. Ah Sui, you stay home and eat well." Lou Hongjian took out his car keys and looked at his sister: "Mao Mao, I'm going out."
Mao Mao ate his food with gusto, without even looking up.
He called out again, and then a little voice came from the rice bowl: "Goodbye, brother."
When it comes to food, nothing can distract the younger sister.
Lou Hongjian left with regret.
The big white cat squatted by the table, meowing sweetly, its two front paws constantly pawing at the chair legs, its heterochromatic eyes looking over with a watery gaze: "Meow~~~~"
Lou Yansui picked out a few boneless pieces of chicken from the bowl, and was about to throw them down to feed the cat when a warning came from behind her: "A-Sui."
His chopsticks took a turn, and he calmly placed the chicken into Mao Mao's rice bowl.
Lou Heming's eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses crinkled with laughter. He didn't expose his younger brother's little scheme, and simply said, "A-Sui, you should eat more."
"Second brother, this is far too much."
"This is also for your health."
"but……"
"Do you want to disappoint Mao Mao?"
"..."
Upon hearing her name, Mao Mao raised her little head and confidently said, "Yes, Mao Mao, I'll fatten up my brother."
Lou Heming looked at the oil droplets on her chubby little face, and her baby cheeks trembled as she spoke.
His lips moved, but he swallowed the words he was about to say.
"Hmm." Lou Heming praised without changing his expression, "Mao Mao is fantastic."
"I just got back from the hospital. Your test results are in." Lou Heming said to his younger brother, holding up the file folder in his hand.
Lou Yansui paused for a moment, then said slowly, "Okay, Second Brother, I'll come find you after I finish eating."
Lou Heming nodded and said, "I saw Miss Zhang outside the door."
"Miss Zhang?"
"I invited her in, but she was shy. She must have come to see Mao Mao."
Mao Mao tilted her head: "Looking for me?"
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