The two of them came to the dining table and sat down. They sat in their usual places. Zhang Ziyou liked to sit on the lower left side, and Zhang Zifeng liked to sit on the upper left side, so the two of them sat next to each other.
Father Zhang, who was sitting opposite the two of them, was calmly scrolling through his phone. When he heard the sound of them coming, he only looked up slightly and quickly put down his phone. He put on a smile and said to Zhang Zifeng,"You've finished your homework. How's Zifeng's studies in school? Are you used to high school?"
Zhang Zifeng answered weakly every time Father Zhang asked.
This father was too annoying. It wasn't easy for him to get home, but he asked these questions again. Ahhhh!
As Zhang Zifeng's face darkened, Zhang Ziyou glanced at the stir-fried dish that Auntie Zhang had just served on the dining table and immediately realized that it was time for him to make his move.
He looked at Zhang Zifeng, who was standing beside him, with a smile on his face. Of course, he understood this feeling. After all, who hadn't been through this?
Think about it. You've finally finished your long school life and made it to the holidays. When you get home, before you can relax, your father will personally help you recall your studies.
It was too difficult.
Zhang Ziyou looked sympathetically at the unhappy Zhang Zifeng. He couldn't help her. After all, it was a family matter.
Zhang Ziyou looked at Uncle Zhang, who didn't seem to notice his daughter's mood at all. He shook his head gently, then stood up and walked to the kitchen.
As for Zhang Ziyou's departure, Zhang Zifeng only raised his eyelids weakly. After taking a look, he was immediately pulled back by Father Zhang's endless questions.
After Zhang Ziyou walked into the kitchen, he looked at Auntie Zhang who was busy preparing the dishes and said,""Auntie, let me help you."
Since he ate other people's food, he had to help them do their work. Otherwise, he would feel too guilty.
He had done the same for the past few months. Auntie Zhang couldn't persuade him, so she had to let Zhang Ziyou help her with some things.
However, Auntie Zhang was not at home most of the time. Neither he nor Uncle Zhang knew how to cook, so
The two of them became good brothers in delivery
After helping Auntie Zhang carry the dishes out, Zhang Ziyou returned to the kitchen and took out four bowls and four pairs of chopsticks from the closet. Then, he opened the rice cooker. Before he started cooking, he carefully asked in advance,"Auntie, do you still want half a bowl?"
"Yes, that's right." Auntie Zhang looked up and smiled."Sorry to trouble you again, Ziyou."
"It's fine. It's what I should do."
After Zhang Ziyou finished filling Auntie Zhang's bowl, he raised his voice a little so that Uncle Zhang could hear him,""Uncle is the same?"
Uncle Zhang, who had been asking questions non-stop, finally stopped when he heard Zhang Ziyou's voice. He raised his head and shouted into the kitchen,"Right, Ziyou, remember to press it!”
While he said that he was right, he did not forget to remind Zhang Ziyou about the old rules.
The so-called old rule was that Zhang Ziyou would get a big bowl of rice for Uncle Zhang every time. He would also press the rice down a few times to save the effort of adding rice.
Zhang Zifeng's eyes suddenly lit up. She almost jumped up and said,"Daddy, I'll go help too." After that, she ran into the kitchen to escape Uncle Zhang's endless questions.
Uncle Zhang did not realize Zhang Zifeng's motive for offering to help. He just felt that his daughter had indeed grown up after going to high school. Although she was very sensible in the past, she was even more sensible now. She could even help the adults share the housework.
Father Zhang smiled in relief.
Zhang Ziyou replied. After he got Uncle Zhang's food, he was about to ask Zhang Zifeng how much he wanted to eat when a small voice came from behind him."I just want a little."
Hmm? Why did this girl run in?
When he turned around and saw Zhang Zifeng's relieved face, Zhang Ziyou couldn't help but smile.
So he had escaped.
After filling his own bowl, he stopped.
He suddenly had the idea of teasing the cute little sister Zifeng.
"How much is a little?"
Zhang Ziyou put down the spoon and stretched out his hands to gesture in front of Zhang Zifeng.
"That much?"
He made a big circle.
"Not that much!"
Zhang Zifeng could not help but pout. What did he think of her? Good-for-nothing?
"That much?"
He moved his hands closer, and it was still a big circle.
"No!"
Zhang Zifeng angrily reached out and patted Zhang Ziyou's hand. Then he gestured with his right index finger and thumb." Just a little bit."”
"How can you be full with such a small amount?”
"Even a kitten eats more than this," Zhang Ziyou said with a smile.”
" Then..." Zhang Zifeng also realized that he was too small in his anger. Then, he retracted his fingers and stretched out his index finger and thumb. He carefully drew a small circle and looked up at Zhang Ziyou." That's all."”
Just as Zhang Ziyou was about to tease Zhang Zifeng for a while longer, Mother Zhang, who had already brought out all the dishes, walked in. When she saw the two of them gesturing, she couldn't help but laugh."If you continue, the food will get cold. Ziyou, why are you playing with Zifeng? I thought you were the older brother and would be more mature.”
"No, it's because Sister Zifeng is too cute.”Zhang Ziyou chuckled, not feeling embarrassed.
Zhang Zifeng said coquettishly in embarrassment,"Mommy!"
"Alright, alright." "I'll just give Zifeng the same food as you," said Mother Zhang with a smile.”
Zhang Zifeng suddenly widened her eyes. She wanted to be reserved in front of Zhang Ziyou. Why did her mother sell her out?？!
Was she still her biological daughter?
Zhang Zifeng could even feel Zhang Ziyou's surprised gaze.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Ziyou's eyes drifted as he whispered,""I just ate a little more. I won't get fat!”
"Yes, yes." Zhang Ziyou picked up the spoon again and added rice while saying,""Just a little."
Zhang Ziyou's teasing tone made Zhang Zifeng recall the little gestures he made just now. He immediately mustered up his courage and glared at him.
After Zhang Ziyou finished refilling his bowl, he saw that the little girl was still glaring at him. Seeing that Mother Zhang had left again, he freed his hand and rubbed Zhang Zifeng's head hard. Then, he picked up two bowls of rice and ran away." I'll leave the remaining two bowls to Sister Zifeng."”
"Hmph, you scoundrel!"
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