Jiang Mianmian loved pork buns the most, but Su Wanyu didn't often buy them, so their most common breakfast was noodles.
Su Wanyu handed the still warm buns to Yu Cheng, "Yu Cheng, you haven't eaten anything since this morning, have some buns to fill your stomach."
"Aunt Wan, I'm not hungry yet, I'll wait and eat with Mianmian when I get back." Yu Cheng took the buns and said gently.
Su Wanyu noticed that Yu Cheng always thought of her daughter no matter what he did.
She thought Yu Cheng was truly a qualified good brother, sigh, if only he were her son. He would accompany her to buy groceries and carry things for her, which were heavy for her but nothing much for Yu Cheng.
Yu Cheng was a steady young man and not one to talk much. She wondered what kind of family could raise such a sensible child.
On their way home, they ran into Auntie Li who was also out buying groceries.
