In the living room, after the advisor Li Na left, Mo Jingchun couldn't wait to open the convenient bag containing the lunchbox.
From morning until now when the sky was dark, he only had a bowl of leftover rice with scrambled eggs in the morning. On the high-speed train, he just ate a piece of bread to get by.
It wasn't that he was unwilling to buy a lunchbox on the train, it was mainly because during that time, Mo Jingchun was holding his sister, Candy, and fell asleep. He missed the time to buy a lunchbox. As for money, for now, he wasn't really short of it.
Money from relatives, the money left by his mother, the funeral money, and the scholarships provided by the school all added up to a total of 150,000.
In the red lunchbox, there was braised pork, greens, and bean sprouts, three dishes that made Mo Jingchun quite delighted, as these were his favorite dishes. He just wasn't sure how the taste of the cafeteria cook at Jing University would be.
A piece of half-fat braised pork went into his mouth, and Mo Jingchun's furrowed brows relaxed.
"Mmm~ so sweet."
"The sugar must have been added too much, too extravagant."
Starving for a long time, he started devouring, sweeping away all the rice and dishes in the lunchbox.
On the other side of the table, a little one in the stroller was sucking on a bottle. Those cute big eyes were staring intently at Mo Jingchun, who was eating meat in large bites. Plus, the aroma of the braised pork wafted itself to the little one's nose, and the pacifier in the little one's mouth had already slipped out, without the little one even noticing.
After clearing out the food, Mo Jingchun prepared to wash the lunchbox and, when he looked up, met his sister Candy's big eyes.
Looking at his sister Candy, whose drool was already stringing along, Mo Jingchun was somewhat at a loss, not daring to feed her the braised pork, nor the greens and bean sprouts.
"I'll cook you millet porridge tomorrow, okay?" Mo Jingchun said jokingly with a smile.
As for whether his sister could understand, Mo Jingchun was really unsure.
She probably did understand, as the little one was grinning with her mouth open.
After cleaning up the drool on his sister, Mo Jingchun handed the bottle back to her small hands.
This time, she was very good, the little one imitated Mo Jingchun, gulping down the milk.
At night, after tidying up the room and putting away everything from the suitcase, before he knew it, it was already quarter past nine.
Looking over at the stroller which had been silent for a while, his sister Candy was already asleep in the stroller, no wonder he hadn't heard the little one's noisy sounds behind him.
"Forget it, I won't give her a bath today," looking at his sleeping sister, Mo Jingchun shrugged.
It was better not to wake her up, otherwise, who knows until what time this little one would be fussy before finally going to sleep.
Mo Jingchun gently lifted his sister from the stroller onto the bed and covered her with a blanket.
After a day of rushing about, Mo Jingchun himself felt a bit tired, without even turning on his computer, he showered and went straight to sleep.
"Goodnight~ darling~"
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In Gaoyang City, just returned home from the bureau, seeing the table full of food, Chen Junqiang instantly felt all his fatigue vanish without a trace.
From the direction of the bedroom, a woman in a pink nightgown, somewhat plump, yawned and came out.
"Honey, you haven't gone to bed yet?"
"Nope, the little brat insisted on playing outside, finally managed to coax him into sleep," she said.
Chen Junqiang chuckled, finding lively children to be better.
"You've worked hard, dear. Come, give me a hug."
"Get lost, you old fool, who wants to hug you?" Yang Yunhui said she refused, but her body told another story, feeling quite pleased inside.
At the dinner table, while Yang Yunhui drank water, Chen Junqiang ate, frequently praising Yang Yunhui.
"Honey, I think your cooking has improved a lot, you could even open a small restaurant."
"Keep blowing your horn, anyway, my weight won't lift off, and speaking of which, didn't you notice the spinach is a bit salty?"
Chen Junqiang raised an eyebrow, seemingly not having noticed, "Is it? I didn't taste it."
Yang Yunhui casually glanced at Chen Junqiang, still pretending, "Ever since the full anesthesia, my memory hasn't been great. I added salt twice to the spinach tonight."
"Yes, the spinach on the plate seems full because both my son and I only took one bite," she said, while raising her glass of water.
"This is the third glass I've filled tonight."
"So, my dear husband, would you like me to get you a glass too?"
Chen Junqiang licked his lips and silently nodded.
"Very well, then."
After Yang Yunhui came back with the water, Chen Junqiang continued eating while he talked about how he spent 500 yuan while on duty at the station today and also mentioned Mo Jingchun's situation.
After he finished, he glanced cautiously at his wife's expression. Yang Yunhui just calmly continued drinking, and after a long silence, she spoke.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Think I'm going to argue with you over this?"
"Of course not," Chen Junqiang said with an awkward smile, but inside, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's just that you control the finances at home, I figured 500 isn't much, but it's not little either, so it's best to tell you."
Yang Yunhui glanced at Chen Junqiang, "Hmph, glad you know that."
"But you know, when you questioned that kid, it must've made him pretty uncomfortable. Can't you be a bit more subtle?" Yang Yunhui, being a mom, hated that kind of thing.
"You know how I am, that's just the way I talk."
"Hmph, I totally get it, you're the world's number one straight man. I still can't believe I fell for you back then."
"Hehe #^_^# "
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In the morning, as the sun shone through the window onto the bed, Mo Jingchun, still dreaming, felt like he was drowning, his breathing a bit difficult, the sensation of countless ants crawling on his neck kept growing until reaching a critical point. Lying flat on his back, he awoke from the dream, gasping for breath.
In the silent bedroom, two pairs of eyes stared at each other, wide-eyed and small-eyed.
At that moment, Mo Jingchun finally realized the cause of his nightmare; his over twenty-pound sister Candy was lying on his chest, her chubby little hands had just been fiddling with his neck.
She truly was his sister indeed.
With a resigned look, Mo Jingchun picked up the little one, pulled out his phone from the bedside.
"It's already half-past eight? No wonder."
Skipping brushing teeth or washing his face, as soon as he got out of bed, Mo Jingchun mixed a bottle of milk for his sister Candy.
"Here you go, Candy."
With a bottle of milk in hand, Candy didn't bother him any longer, sitting quietly on the bed drinking, although she never took her eyes off Mo Jingchun.