He also figured it out, Fifth Brother was throwing a tantrum.
"Not eating? Fine, let him be hungry."
She calmly picked up her chopsticks and took a few bites of the fragrant steaming rice.
On the other side, Yue Ning got up and sneaked up to the door, pressing his cheek against it and eavesdropping on the noise outside.
Dong Huiying’s voice wasn’t loud, but it wasn’t soft either, and he heard it, which immediately filled him with anger.
Hmph, as if he coveted that!
He was startled, then gloomily covered his growling stomach—he hadn’t eaten in the morning, and now he had nothing to eat for lunch.
His lips pressed downward, feeling aggrieved.
If he couldn’t eat, then so be it, he thought with a sense of defiance!
After patting his rumbling stomach, he rolled back into his own bedroll, but, oh, he was so hungry, unbearably hungry; he desperately wanted rice, meat, vegetables... that Fierce Old Lady was so mean!
She was gentle and caring toward his eldest and second brothers but indifferent only to him, which upset him deeply.
Both his brothers and himself were human, all her fiancés, yet she treated them so differently!!
Yixuan escorted Lao Er back to his room and then saw Fifth Brother sitting cross-legged in a messy bedroll, with a face like a dead man, gloomy and unhappy.
Yixuan couldn’t help but chuckle, "Fifth Brother, why must you do this to yourself?"
"I don’t want your concern."
He muttered and turned his face toward the wall, his back facing Yixuan.
Yixuan looked at Lao Er, who was on the bed and initially wanted to ask him to persuade Fifth Brother. However, Lao Er glanced coldly at Fifth Brother and then his thin lips slightly parted—"Dumb to death."
Brother, you truly are a dear brother!
On hearing this, Yue Ning glared resentfully at Lao Er; he was very displeased, but it just so happened that the person who had just insulted him was Lao Er.
Lao Er was sly as a fox—even though he had been frail and often ill since he was a child, he had always securely held the position of Lao Er in the house, second in command.
Third Brother and Lao Er were twins, born only a quarter of an hour apart.
During his reckless youth, Third Brother had tried to be cunning, hoping to make Lao Er call him ’elder brother’, but his arrogance always ended up being suppressed by the scheming Lao Er.
Yue Ning also knew that compared to his older brothers, he wasn’t very smart.
If he really got into a confrontation with Lao Er, he was bound to come off worse.
So, he pulled the blanket over his head and laid down on the floor.
If he didn’t see, he wouldn’t be disturbed, right?
Lao Er let out a light snort, but there was also a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
He covered his chest and coughed for a while, then called for Liang Yixuan and whispered a few instructions.
The expression on Yixuan’s face was one of surprise; his look towards Yue Ning changed immediately.
It was actually like that?
Trying to suppress his laughter, Yixuan nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."
Liang Yuening grew so hungry that he fell asleep.
When he woke up, he saw Liang Yixuan holding a bowl of plain rice porridge as he entered the room.
"Fifth Brother, you’re awake? Just in time, she said you’re sick now, can’t eat too greasy, and asked me to cook some porridge for you."
Yue Ning was startled, "Did she really say that?"
Yixuan nodded, "Yes, she really said that."
Heat crawled up Yue Ning’s neck, he felt embarrassed, and he huffed coldly afterward.
"She really worries too much!"
Though he said that, he quickly grabbed the bowl of porridge and took two huge gulps.
He was familiar with Yixuan’s skills in the kitchen; before the Fierce Old Lady came to the Liang family, Yixuan had always been in charge of the cooking at home.
Today, even though the porridge was plain and bland, he felt extremely happy.
Perhaps that nasty Old Lady did have some conscience after all, huh!
Yixuan, trying to contain his laughter, exchanged a look with Lao Er on the kang bed and then saw Fifth Brother’s lips couldn’t help but curl upwards.