was slightly off; the timeline was three years ahead of the original plot. At the beginning of the year, Qin Huaiyu's husband, Jia Dongxu, had just passed away, and she hadn't been a widow for even tw..."Rainwater, take these cloth tickets over there." During breakfast, He Yuzhu took out a handful of change and tickets from his pocket. The cloth tickets were his own, but the money was swindled from Yi Zhonghai.

He Yu Shui looked at the fabric ticket in her hand, a little puzzled: "Brother, why did you give me a fabric ticket Do you want to make clothes"

He Yuzhu laughed and said, "Where are you going We're not going to see Dad, are we You have to dress up a bit! When we get back, go buy yourself a skirt at Wangfujing Department Store, pick a pretty one, don't worry about the money, just tell me if you need more."

This time He Yu Shui was truly touched, her brother was truly good to her from the bottom of his heart!

These fabric tickets, I've been saving up for a few months now, at the very least. Don't even mention buying a skirt; even purchasing a pair of pants would leave me with some extra.

"Brother, you're so good."

He Yuzhu was delighted: "What I said, you are the only sister I have, if I don't treat you well, who else would I treat well"

As the siblings were laughing and chatting, a small head popped out from behind the doorframe.

He Yu Shui's eyes were sharp, and immediately she beckoned towards the shadow: "Xiao Dang, how did you come"

Xiaodang timidly walked over, tilted her head to look at He Yu Shui, and whispered: "Aunt Yushui, I'm hungry."

Before He Yu Shui could reply, the little girl mumbled again, "I can help you and Uncle Zhu tidy up the room, as long as you give me a bun."

Hearing this, He Yuzhu's face immediately turned dark. How come this mother and daughter were always the same They just couldn't help but offer to tidy up for others! Was this habit even hereditary

Seeing He Yuzhu's face wasn't good, He Yu Shui reached out and quietly poked his arm: "Brother, or........"

He Yu Zhu didn't wait for his younger sister to finish speaking before waving his hand and saying, "Alright, there's no need to quibble with a child. When Dad passed away, you were not much older than her. Go pour her that bowl of sweet potato porridge. When you were little, you were even more gluttonous than she is. You would cry and bite people if you didn't have enough to eat in the morning. I almost developed a habit of skipping breakfast back then."

He Yu's eyes immediately turned red, she couldn't remember the events from her childhood very well, but when her older brother mentioned it, she recalled the incident. Ah, he was a truly good brother, tough on the outside but soft on the inside. She had really misunderstood him before.

The little girl forced back her tears, pouting and saying, "If it's all served, then what will big brother eat"

He Yuzhu laughed heartily: "Silly girl, you forgot what your brother does There's no cook in the world who would starve themselves!"

I still have white steamed buns in my space, I won't starve!

Oh, no. Didn't Xu Damai buy youtiao today When this kid goes to work later, I'll go to his place and fix the water pipe. By the way, I'll try his soy milk and youtiao!

Xiao Dang obediently sat on the small stool by the side, watching Auntie Yu in the kitchen ladle porridge for him. His little stomach was growling loudly with hunger.

Perhaps her older brother had gotten to him beforehand. Now, He Yu Shui looked at the pitiful Xiaodang and her mind was filled with scenes of her own weakness, pitifulness, and helplessness from when she was young. Even when talking to this little girl, her tone unconsciously softened a few points: "Eat, slowly, be careful not to burn yourself."

The little girl was truly hungry. She scooped up her bowl and ate with gusto. He Yushu thoughtfully brought her some pickled vegetables and, after a moment's thought, even took out a small bottle of sesame oil from the top shelf of the cupboard and drizzled it over the pickled vegetables to mix them together.

He Yuzhu smacked his lips: "Good fellow, I hid my sesame oil so secretly that you found it"

Hearing this, He Yu Shui proudly raised her head and said, "I can find it wherever it's hidden!"his process: first, cook it whole, then fish it out and slice it before stir-frying it again in the wok. Otherwise, it wouldn't be called twice-cooked pork.Lou Xiaoe sniffed twice and couldn't help bu...