My younger brothers are so fierce!!! I'm clearly the eldest brother!

Jiang Guanqing was led into the restaurant, where an old man wearing an apron came out of the kitchen carrying a clay pot.

"Come, sit down."

Jiang Guanqing was forced to sit down in a chair by her grandmother. Then, a large bowl appeared in front of her, containing two large chicken legs and two chicken wings.

"Have a quick bite to tide you over, then dinner can be served later."

After Kang Qingzi finished speaking, she looked at her old man and said, "This is Xiaobai's friend, Xiaoqing."

"Hello, Grandpa."

Cheng Jianping wiped her hands on her apron twice, nodded repeatedly, and smiled kindly, "Good, good, good."

Bai Xin pushed his suitcase into the room and put it away. When he walked to the dining room, he saw Jiang Guanqing holding a large bowl and gnawing on a chicken leg, his cheeks bulging.

His maternal grandmother sat to one side, nagging, "You kids were out there studying, and now you're still out there alone after you start working. Things aren't like they used to be; the work pressure is much greater. You work so hard outside, you don't even eat properly..."

Bai Xin sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. His grandmother hadn't changed at all. No matter what he said, she could always steer the conversation toward not eating properly, as if she wanted to feed everyone into the shape of a baby doll.

"Grandma."

Kang Qingzi's rambling was interrupted, and she gave Bai Xin an annoyed look. "Have you finished moving everything?"

Bai Xin pulled out a seat next to Jiang Guanqing and sat down, nodding.

Kang Qingzi ladled a large bowl of soup and placed it in front of Bai Xin, with a chicken foot in the soup.

Bai Xin glanced at Jiang Guanqing's bowl, then at his own, and chuckled, "Grandma, why is there so much soup in my bowl?"

"Chicken soup is nourishing."

Bai Xin: ...

Which old lady said last time that chicken soup was full of purines? How come she's saying it's nourishing now?

"Alright, Xiaobai, after you finish eating, take Xiaoqing for a walk around. Come back around five o'clock to prepare dinner." Kang Qingzi said and went into the kitchen.

After seeing that her grandmother had left, Jiang Guanqing quietly pushed the bowl in front of Bai Xin and whispered, "Chicken leg, I've never had one before, here you go."

Bai Xin met Jiang Guanqing's serious gaze and couldn't help but laugh again. "President Jiang, please eat it yourself."

Jiang Guanqing persisted, "You eat it."

Bai Xin shook his head. "Grandma made this especially for you. If she knew I was taking your food, she'd beat me up."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Guanqing had no choice but to take the bowl back. "Have you ever been beaten up?"

Jiang Guanqing took a bite of the chicken leg, full of curiosity, and asked, "How did you beat him? Does it hurt?"

Bai Xin remained silent in the face of Jiang Guanqing's question, which was unusual. How could being beaten not hurt? That was a matter of the degree of pain.

"It hurts. When I was little, my grandma chased me with a feather duster and I was also made into stir-fried pork with bamboo."

Jiang Guanqing's eyes lit up instantly. "Why?"

"Why are you so curious about how I got beaten up, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Guanqing touched his nose. "Because I don't think you're the kind of kid who'd get beaten up."

Bai Xin sighed dramatically, "Then it seems President Jiang was mistaken."

Unable to withstand Jiang Guanqing's curious and expectant gaze, Bai Xin said dejectedly, "President Jiang, please eat first, I'll tell you everything later."

After Jiang Guanqing finished eating, Bai Xin took her for a walk around the house before pulling her out the door.

The two walked side by side on the path, the sun setting in the west, their figures close together against the white wall by the street.

Bai Xin pondered for a while before telling Jiang Guanqing about his mischievous childhood.

"Mr. Jiang, have you ever heard the saying, 'When a child is quiet, he's definitely up to no good'?"

Seeing Jiang Guanqing nod, Bai Xin smiled and said, "This sentence is a true reflection of myself."

"I wasn't a troublemaker when I was a child, and I wouldn't climb on the roof or tear off the tiles, but I would always quietly do some unique things."

"I got my first beating because I mixed the salt, sugar, and MSG together in the kitchen, and poured out the soy sauce and replaced it with flat cola. No one in the family ate dinner that night, except me, who got to eat a dish of bamboo shoots stir-fried with pork."

Jiang Guanqing's mouth gaped slightly, somewhat incredulous. "You're so naughty!"

Bai Xin raised an eyebrow. "Perhaps."

Jiang Guanqing tugged at Bai Xin's sleeve, "Anything else?"

"Hmm...and also, take apart the yarn balls Grandma used to knit sweaters, cut them into pieces, and then twist them back together..."

"Grandpa liked to drink. When I was little, I didn't know any better and poured out all his liquor and mixed it with toilet water. That night, Grandpa used the toilet water to rinse his mouth..."

Jiang Guanqing took two quick steps to Bai Xin, then backed away step by step, saying, "Little Bai is the reincarnation of the Demon King."

Bai Xin was taken aback. "So Xiao Qing is the Spirit Pearl?"

Jiang Guanqing nodded affirmatively, "Hmm, I've never been beaten up, nor have I caused any trouble."

After walking for a while, the two heard the sound of a group of children playing ahead.

Upon closer inspection, a group of children were seen playing and making a lot of noise in the crystal-clear stream.

Jiang Guanqing looked at Bai Xin, his brows furrowing slightly. "Won't there be any danger?"

"Won't."

Bai Xin pointed to the stream, "That used to be a place where people in the town washed clothes and other things. The water was diverted here, and it just reached above our ankles."

Hearing this, Jiang Guanqing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did you play here when you were a child?"

Bai Xin nodded, "I played there. Back then, there were tiny, transparent shrimp and fish the size of a finger in the water. I often came here to play by myself."

"one person?"

"Um."

"Is there no one to play with you?" Jiang Guanqing frowned even more.

"No, it's just that I don't play with them. I think they're too noisy and not quiet enough."

Jiang Guanqing stared at Bai Xin for several seconds. "Xiao Bai, the difference between you now and when you were a child is huge."

Bai Xin didn't answer, he just smiled.

That's because I met you.

"Let's go, it's time to go back for dinner."

"it is good."

-

"Grandma, I've had enough to eat, you don't need to put any more food on my plate."

How could a grown man possibly eat so little?

Kang Qingzi assumed that Jiang Guanqing was just shy because it was his first time visiting her home, and continued to serve him food with great enthusiasm.

The bowl, which had finally stopped overflowing, returned to its original state in a second.

Jiang Guanqing never expected that even after leaving home, the food in her bowl would still be piled up so high.

Kang Qingzi and Cheng Jianping finished their meal quickly, and the couple went out for a walk hand in hand.

Only Jiang Guanqing and Bai Xin remained at the dinner table.

Jiang Guanqing gripped his chopsticks, staring intently at the bowl brimming with food, determined not to waste a single bite.

"Can't eat anymore?"

Jiang Guanqing nodded, picked up a piece of meat, and put it in his mouth.

Bai Xin took the bowl from Jiang Guanqing's hand. "If you're full, don't eat anymore. You'll overeat."

"But……"

"It won't be a waste; I can eat it for you."

Jiang Guanqing shook his head, "That won't do, that's a bowl I ate from."

Bai Xin didn't mind. Meeting Jiang Guanqing's gaze, Bai Xin silently put down his chopsticks. "I'll take it to feed Xiao Hei."

"Who is Xiao Hei?"

"Xiao Hei was a little mongrel that my grandfather raised."

Knowing that Jiang Guanqing was afraid of dogs, Bai Xin informed Cheng Jianping in advance, and Xiao Hei was locked in the backyard before they arrived.

"Little Black, Little White?"

Bai Xin's smile froze. "Xiao Qing?"

Jiang Guanqing: (●'◡'●)