Shujun always believed that of the six brothers in the family, the eldest brother had the cruelest heart, the second brother had the coldest heart, and Yixuan ranked close behind the second brother. Sometimes, even Shujun was quite curious—what exactly was packed inside Yixuan’s little noggin? In terms of endurance, Yixuan, the youngest, far outdid Haoming and Yue Ning. In terms of scheming, he was unlike her—a belly full of twists and turns—and not like the eldest brother who planned behind the scenes, nor like the second brother who always achieved his goals without causing a ripple. It seemed like he was always circling the family, but what he really thought, hardly anyone knew. After wriggling out of the blankets, Shujun washed her face quickly and brushed her teeth with a willow twig, then like a butterfly fluttering its wings askew, she flitted into the kitchen. Yue Ning wasn’t idle either; he had previously said that he would help Dong Huiying start the fire after all. Upon entering the kitchen, she hugged Dong Huiying from behind, planting a loud smack on the young girl’s cheek, then she cast a meaningful glance at Yixuan and proceeded to laugh mischievously and jubilantly. Yue Ning was right; these two really were at odds with each other, hehehehe. "What are you doing?" Dong Huiying raised her sleeve to wipe her face, which was smeared with saliva first thing in the morning. She scowled and felt a little weary at heart. Wrapping his arms around her waist, which was very slender, Shujun clung to her so tightly it was as if he couldn’t peel himself away. "Baobao, what are we eating this morning?" "Coarse grain vegetable buns with cabbage filling." "I don’t like cabbage filling. Can we add some meat?" He’s actually ordering a meal now? "Eating meat so early in the morning, isn’t that too greasy?" "Of course not; I’ve had too many tough days in the past. Meat, no matter if it’s every day or every meal, I won’t ever tire of it!" He glanced at the steamed bun-like shape at the front of Dong Huiying’s chest, smirking lewdly. Dong Huiying: "... Either help out, or go outside and wait for the meal!" She was busy kneading dough, and his antics were making her flustered—to the point where she wished she could sprout arms and legs. Shujun chuckled lowly, "I think being an assistant isn’t bad." So, he and Yue Ning, who had followed a few steps behind, helped Dong Huiying as her assistants. In contrast, Yixuan stood alone at the doorway, his head bowed in such a way that no one could discern his emotions. However, the hand at his side slightly trembled, then gradually tensed up, slightly clenched. Somewhere in his heart, there was a slight discomfort. Third Brother had kissed her, and her reaction... Although Dong Huiying claimed that eating meat in the morning was too greasy, she eventually cut some pork to make half of the buns with pure meat filling. The consequence was that Shujun once again gleefully kissed her, "Baobao, I knew it, you can’t bear to refuse Junjun, you like Junjun the most, don’t you?" She was already too lazy to speak. Before long, the vegetable porridge and mixed vegetable and meat buns were served. Shu Yu had a separate stove because he had coughed a few times before mealtime. Afterwards, Dong Huiying touched his pale forehead and realized he had caught a cold, probably from getting chilly yesterday in Baiyang Forest by the river. So Shu Yu was packed off back into his room. He pursed his lips, glanced at Dong Huiying, and then chuckled softly, "Are you worried about me?" "You have a cold; it’s better to be careful." Shu Yu felt melancholic, "I don’t know how much longer I can live; the days I can eat with everyone are getting fewer and fewer."