Even though he had two stoves burning, he was still shivering with cold late at night.
The cotton-padded jackets and trousers are from many years ago and are not warm enough.
"No, I brought it."
Brought it, brought it...
The two brothers stared at him together.
Zhao Dashu slowly took out two meat buns from the bag he brought, put them on the stove, and slowly roasted them. He took out another oil paper bag, which contained a fried chicken, and he also put it on the stove to roast.
He continued to dig and took out a porcelain pot, which contained sweet soup cooked by his daughter. The pot was placed on another stove.
Finally, he took out an oil-paper bag with a few cakes inside. Zhao Dashu took one to fill his stomach first.
Zhao Dawen and Zhao Dayong were dumbfounded. No, you came here to keep watch, and you are so well prepared? The nighttime food is not just meat buns and roasted chicken?
Don’t ask them how they knew it was meat buns, because they could smell the meat.
Needless to say, the jar must contain something.
Is the third brother’s current job already so luxurious?
The two brothers swallowed their saliva, they also wanted to eat, but, if the third brother didn't ask for it, they couldn't ask for it either? I can't bring myself to do that.
Old Sun couldn't help sniffing and smacking her lips in her sleep. It smelled delicious, like the aroma of meat buns...
This bastard, there is so much food, let’s keep watch together. Can't we give them some?
When he came, Zhao Xiaoyu did prepare three servings and told him that he could give it if he wanted, but not if he didn't want.
Zhao Dashu thought about it and said, "Second brother, give it to me."
Just now, only the second brother said that he would cook noodles for him, and it was he who asked him if he had eaten when he came in. Regardless of whether it was hypocritical, he appreciated the favor.
㹏If he eats alone and two people are watching him, he would feel awkward. Two people were eating, and the eldest brother was watching and felt very happy.
"Give it to me?" Zhao Dayong looked at the meat bun in his hand and was flattered.
"Yeah. Eat!"
Zhao Dawen was so angry that his beard curled up. This bastard, he thought he was dead, right? He gave it to the second brother, but he didn't even give it to him!
Zhao Dayong took a bite. The skin was thin and the meat was rich. His mouth was full of oil. "Third brother, it's delicious! It's even better than the ones sold in town!"
"Eat it. It's made by your sister-in-law. It's made of pure white flour. She was afraid that I would be hungry at night, so she and Xiaoyu made it for me to bring over."
"My third brother's wife is so kind to me!"
Zhao Dashu liked what he heard and rewarded him with another bun, "Eat!" He knew their appetites for doing rough work, and a bun was just enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.
Zhao Dayong looked at the meat bun in his hand and couldn't bring himself to eat it. Just now, he regretted it the moment he took a bite.
"Third brother, can I keep it and feed it to the kids tomorrow? They haven't tasted meat for several months. It's time for the New Year..." As he said this, the man's eyes actually turned red.
Emma, this is what he can't stand the most.
Zhao Dashu thought about how he and his family were like this in the past. They wanted to leave anything they had to their children. Seeing his second brother like this, he couldn't help feeling sad and blurted out a few truths.
"Okay, if you want to stay, then stay. But, I'm not saying anything bad, second brother, none of your kids are decent. You really need to teach them well. Don't be like your eldest brother, who raised them to be unfilial and useless."
Zhao Dawen and Zhao Dayong glared at him together. Why weren't their children cute? They were all well-behaved, obedient and smart.
No, their children are not theirs, so isn’t it his turn to make comments when he is the only one without a family?
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