Meng Xiao obeyed, and Yang Yi was in a good mood, calling to go home for dinner.
He drove home from the highway, just in time for dinner.
"Mom and Dad, I'm home."
Dad Yang replied, "Hmm."
Just as Yang Yi was about to take an orange to moisten his mouth, Yang You despised him.
"Are you moldy?! It smells so bad! Stay away from me!" Yang You frowned, wafting her hand away from the smell.
Fearing it might be the moldy smell from Meng Xiao's old house, Yang Yi looked at himself. He was wearing the T-shirt Meng Xiao bought for her brother. He quickly went upstairs to shower and change clothes.
When he came back down, there was only one soup bowl on the table. No, actually it was a bowl of "soup" with two green leaves floating in it. On the plate was two steamed buns.
Yang You said, "From now on, you deserve to eat like this in this house."
"...?" Yang Yi didn't understand. What was going on? They have been treating him coldly since he arrived.