Brother Xuxu thought for a moment and said, "Seems like it."
Brother Shengsheng put on a stern face and said, "What do you mean 'seems like it'? It is." Encountering such a lazy younger brother, being the older brother is a heavy responsibility.
Little Bun didn't say much, but fell into deep thought.
In the evening, Brother Xuxu clung to Yueyao, pulling back Yueyao's hand to look at the thick calluses. Brother Xuxu touched the rough calluses, asking, "Mom, did you get these calluses from practicing writing?"
Yueyao smiled and said, "Why are you asking about this all of a sudden?"
Brother Shengsheng told Yueyao what happened today: "Master said you were very diligent when you were young, and wants us to learn from you!"
Yueyao laughed and said, "Yes, I was very diligent when I was young."
Xiang Wei chimed in, "Even after you were born, she wasn't lazy. She would practice writing and painting every day whenever you were asleep. So hardworking."
