Juhua watched her brother with concern. Qingmu smiled reassuringly and said, "Don't worry. It's always like this at the beginning. It'll be fine once we get busy." As he spoke, he started to put his shoes aside.
Juhua quickly said, "Let me, I'll put them in the basket. That way no one will step on them and get them all muddy."
Seeing how she doted on her brother, Zhang Huai was filled with envy and jealousy. He said nothing, simply holding his own shoes and staring at her—his gaze deeply forlorn.
Juhua looked up, saw his expression, and felt a little embarrassed. "Huai Zi, you can give me your shoes to put away too!" she said quickly. 'Honestly,' she thought, 'these two are like two peas in a pod. It's just like that joke from the skits: "Everything's communal property, except the wife!" Now if I want to show a little concern for my brother, I have to take care of them both at once.'
