Ye Haoyu nodded, thinking that his younger sister was right.
"Yingbao, I'll go out and find my brother, see what he's doing."
"OK".
After greeting his younger sister Yingbao, Ye Haoyu turned around and came out. As soon as he stepped into the yard, he saw his older brother carrying quilts and blankets back and forth from the house, hanging them on the wire rope that was usually used to dry clothes.
Ye Haoyu watched for a while, and then began to help move the items out.
The brothers Ye Yuanhang and Ye Haoyu worked together seamlessly and finished everything in no time. Just then, Ye Mingchen finished washing up.
Ye Yuanhang and Ye Haoyu went to wash their hands.
After finishing, the three brothers went to find Yingbao and began to eat.
During this time, a big joke happened. The young man, Ye Mingchen, wanted to act like a refined gentleman, but he ended up eating something, thinking about food, and his mind was even more preoccupied with other things.
As you can imagine, he used an idiom to describe something delicious: "The meat leaves a lingering fragrance on the lips."
This one does seem to love eating meat, as the word "meat" starts with its name, but something doesn't feel right.
Yingbao thought about it for a while and felt that there was something wrong with the word "little brother". After finishing the meat in her mouth, she immediately corrected Ye Mingchen's idiom: "Little brother, what you said about the meat leaving a lingering fragrance on the lips is not right. It's not an idiom... We shouldn't use this word to describe things at this moment."
"It's not the meat that leaves a lingering fragrance on the lips, but the fragrance that lingers on the teeth."
It has a lingering fragrance, excellent color and taste, and is a pleasure to share with others.
Delicious roast chicken is best enjoyed with everyone; it's rich yet not greasy, and you deserve to try it!
Ye Yuanhang remained silent, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary. In his eyes, his little brother was a good boy who loved to study and wouldn't make such a basic mistake. But if he ate anything, his mind would drift into his slipper and he'd instantly lose his mind.
This is an illness, it needs to be treated!
Ye Haoyu's mind wandered: If this were ancient times, and an enemy country gave his subordinate some food, he might betray them on the battlefield.
Hehe, that's a bit of an exaggeration!
It can't be that outrageous! After all, young people should be self-reliant, have a firm sense of self-improvement, and patriotism is a common belief and pursuit of the Chinese nation.
My younger brother, Ye Mingchen, loves to eat, just like someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder or germaphobia—he can't control it.
I wonder if it's because he was afraid of poverty when he was young that my younger brother Ye Mingchen can't control his head and speaks his mind now that he has food.
Say whatever comes to mind.
Ye Mingchen nodded, his mouth full of chicken and steamed bun, and mumbled, "Yingbao... uh, squeak... I understand."
Ye Ying felt embarrassed. That was enough. She should eat first. Once she was full, everything would be fine.
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An hour later, the siblings finished their meal, washed the dishes and chopsticks, packed up the food they had brought for their family, locked the door, and before leaving, Ye Yuanhang tugged at the lock a couple more times to make sure it was locked. After confirming that it was secure, the siblings chatted and laughed as they headed toward their destination, Ye Zi's shop.
It took about fifteen minutes to get there.
It was quite busy, with a constant stream of people coming and going. As soon as I entered, I saw that the fitting rooms were full, with not a single one empty. My aunt Lin Wan, my second aunt Zhou Xiayun, my aunt Ye Zilian, and my mother Wang Yitong were all wearing four different styles of clothes from the store, and they looked surprisingly good.
Many women with similar body types bought it.
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