They usually had a combustible relationship, not knowing since when, arguing with Dong Huiying had actually become a source of entertainment in life.
He thought to himself, since he was idle at home anyway, he might as well go hunting in the mountains.
Little did he know, when he came back from the mountains last night, only his ailing second brother and Yixuan were at home, Dong Huiying hadn’t returned, and third brother was also nowhere to be seen, making him extremely frustrated.
What’s with these two? Why aren’t they coming home? Could it be they’re out gallivanting and can’t find their way back?
The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt, rolling around on the kang while cooking pancakes, flipping them over and over, which only served to make his second brother frown incessantly.
Finally, he grabbed his clothes and rushed into the night, actually climbing over a mountain to search for them in town.
"Dong Dabao—!" He barged into the courtyard, kicking open the door, and immediately saw Dong Huiying tiptoeing around.
He had a belly full of anger, and on his way here he had thought several times that once he caught her, he would surely teach her a lesson, but upon actually seeing her, he found himself stammering, his rage extinguishing quite a bit.
Dong Huiying was baffled, "What’s up?" She was also a bit surprised, why had Liang Yuening come?
He glanced at her sullenly, looking a bit uncomfortable, then with a cold snort, he headed straight towards Liang Shujun, whom he had awakened with his noise.
"Get up!" He grabbed Liang Shujun by the arm and pulled her up from the bed with a very unhappy expression, "How many days has it been? Still not coming home, second brother and Yixuan are really worried. Just yesterday when I returned from the mountain, they asked me to come find you right away. Have the two of you forgotten you have a home? Or have you gotten used to staying in town and don’t want to go back?"
He fired off several questions in rapid succession.
At first, Shujun was a bit confused, but then she noticed that although he was facing her, his gaze kept drifting towards Dong Huiying. She paused slightly, then with her chin in her hand, she smiled subtly.
"Yuening?" She hooked her arm around the neck of her younger brother, their bodies pressed together, making him grimace with annoyance, as if he was disgusted by her.
Shujun secretly thought it amusing. She blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes, then with an innocent face, she asked, "Why are you so angry? Here, let me guess, haven’t you seen Baobao for several days? Are you missing her?"
Yuening choked up, "Stop talking nonsense!" He retorted harshly, but his neck turned red, "Why would I miss her? I was worried she might have run off!"
"Tsk, you’re really not cute."
Shujun playfully lifted his chin, forcing him to look into her eyes.
"Little Yuening, do you think your brother can’t see through you when you say one thing and mean another?"
This little brother of hers had always been stubborn, a classic case of a tough-talking coward.
Like when they were kids, and their fourth father carved a little wood figure for the eldest brother, he obviously wanted it, he yearned for it, but when asked, he put on a façade of ’I’m not interested.’
To this, Shujun was surprised. Before, the brothers and Dong Dabao were at loggerheads. But the eldest brother was composed, the second brother was scheming, and she herself wasn’t exactly clean-handed either. Fourth Brother Liang Haoming was taciturn, and with a perennially poker face, seldom showed emotions. Liang Yixuan, the sixth brother, seemed compliant but was quite adept at avoiding trouble, it was only Fifth Brother Liang Yuening who was always a handful.
Sometimes, she was truly curious.
Just how was Liang Yuening’s brain wired?
Even the seemingly dull Fourth Brother with the poker face was more composed in times of trouble than Yuening, who couldn’t hide anything, wore his emotions on his face, and was often too impulsive, like a child who hadn’t grown up.