"Big Bro, if you have something to say, just say it here. There's no one else around."
"Come out for a moment." Qin Bogang was insistent. Apparently, he didn't want Su Yun and Qin Jiao to overhear.
Qin Zhonghui had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and follow his older brother outside. The two of them stood by the front gate, muttering to each other. Su Yun was a little frustrated. She took a hard bite of her steamed bun. "I bet it's something about his family back home again!"
Qin Jiao refilled her mom's bowl with congee and said, "Don't worry, Mom. Dad knows what he's doing."
'Things got so ugly last time. They probably won't go back again until Grandpa and Grandma have passed away.'
'Either that or Grandpa and Grandma would have to formally separate their household from Third Uncle's family.'
