The friendly meeting once again ended on a sour note.
Of course, Xiao Furen didn't dare to act tough. For one, he couldn't win a fight against her. For another, he still wanted to eat her cooking. Without a word, he had no choice but to back down.
A large pot of rice was made into twenty-five fist-sized rice balls by the two of them. Seeing that Xiao Furen knew his place, Yuan Si generously packed all twenty-five for him.
Then, seeing Xiao Furen's reluctance to leave, she took the rare step of pulling out an aluminum lunch box and packing some of the leftover beef and turnip stew from lunch for him.
"Alright, that's all. You can have this for now. When you're done, come back to my place for more." Yuan Si had already decided to provide for her one and only little brother from now on.
'The weather isn't cold enough yet. If I give him too much food to take back, he won't be able to store it. It's better for him to take it as he needs it.'
