Cao Xiugo stood up with a book in his hand, "I’ll go cook."
Youmao, who still didn’t know what had happened, had just stopped and saw only the young lady with a stern face.
This little rabbit, why is she so happy every day?
"Sit down!"
The best ingredients often require the simplest cooking thods.
Without making any dishes to eat a fish in multiple ways, Cao Xiugo chose to cook a seven or eight pound carp in one pot.
Youmao, who was lively just a mont ago, sohow beca listless. Sitting at the dining table with a bowl, even the delicious sll of fish soup didn’t excite her, and she was silent.
"Got scolded again."
Cao Xiugo, the culprit, was gleeful. As the head of the family, he actually helped a servant Youmao serve fish.
Youmao pouted aggrievedly, "Thank you, young master."
"Don’t argue with your young lady, eat the fish."
Cao Xiugo comforted.
Youmao picked up her bowl, turning grief into appetite.
"Be careful of bones."
Getting scolded doesn’t an no concern, but Youmao also had a temper. Like a sulking child, she ignored the young lady’s kind intentions and continued to feast.
Cao Xiugo served a bowl of rice to his sister, "Jiang borrowed a book from , finished it, help put it away."
Private and professional matters are separate.
Each thing has its own value.
Every borrow has a return.
"Why should I get involved in matters between you two?"
Cao Jinse took over the bowl, clearly holding a grudge.
"Jiang just didn’t inform you, maybe he just didn’t want to disturb your work, be more magnanimous."
"I’m not mad."
Cao Xiugo nodded and sat down, "As long as you don’t mind. Don’t make a fuss over such a small thing."
A small thing.
Which aspect are you referring to?
"Jiang Chen ca?"
Youmao looked up.
This girl really doesn’t hold grudges. How long has it been, just a few bites of fish, and she seems to have forgotten everything?
"Did the Taoist nun co?"
"Don’t call her that, it’s impolite. Little rabbit, you’re not younger than she is, call her by her na in the future."
"But she’s stronger than I am."
"..."
"..."
No wonder.
In her eyes, strength respects strength, not seniority by age.
"Can’t you have so ambition?"
Cao Jinse chuckled, Youmao clearly has a strong personality, so why suddenly so "unambitious"?
"Miss, I have ambition, but ambition isn’t Chakra, it can’t help you win fights."
"Eat your food."
Cao Jinse was unwilling to say more.
"Before coming to see , Jiang t with Song Chaoge."
To this, Cao Jinse was not surprised, "I know."
Fang Jun asked him to "take care" of Hu Die, of course, he didn’t have to agree, but with that guy’s nature, he would definitely go find Song Chaoge.
"Do you know what they talked about?"
"I didn’t put a listening device on him, how could I know."
Cao Xiugo took a sip of fish soup and said unhurriedly, "Song Chaoge, has changed a lot."
Seeing her brother like this, Cao Jinse felt sothing was up, "What did they talk about?"
"Jiang ca to see today, mainly to discuss the trolley problem with ."
Cao Xiugo used "discuss" instead of "consult."
"The trolley problem?"
Cao Jinse was familiar with this paradox and couldn’t help but frown, "Why did he suddenly...?"
"Influenced by Song Chaoge. Song Chaoge never trusted anyone, and unexpectedly, he considered him a confidant."
"Brother, what exactly did they talk about?"
Cao Jinse stopped her chopsticks, her delicate brows furrowed, becoming serious.
"If you don’t know, how could I know."
"How could you not know? You’re Cao Xiugo. He talked to you for so long, how could you not see through his thoughts."
If she rembered correctly, Cao Xiugo taught foreign philosophy, not psychology.
"Things that shouldn’t be said, things that should be said, Song Chaoge probably told him all."
Hearing this, Cao Jinse slowly put down her chopsticks, her eyes fluctuating, and didn’t speak for a long ti.
Compared to her brother, she understood Jiang Chen, and she also understood Song Chaoge.
"What is Song Chaoge trying to do?"
Cao Jinse frowned, puzzled.
"n, at a certain stage, want to talk to soone of equal level, even if it’s an opponent."
"Brother, are you being sexist?"
Youmao, holding a bowl of soup, silently glanced at the young master.
"Do you think n can completely understand you won?"
No wonder he’s a human soul engineer.
A simple rhetorical question instantly shifted the potential conflict and left Cao Jinse speechless.
Indeed.
n can never fully understand won’s ways of thinking, and it’s the sa for won.
"But even so, Song Chaoge shouldn’t strip himself naked, right?"
Cao Jinse’s taphor almost made Youmao, who was secretly eavesdropping, burst out laughing, making her cough several tis.
"Miss, did Little Song strip himself? Is he a pervert!"
Cao Jinse gave her a stern glance.
"I just told you not to randomly give people nicknas, or others will think our family is impolite."
"Oh, then why did Little Song... Song Chaoge do that? Did he transfer his feelings and fall for Jiang Chen?"
Youmao seed to have discovered sothing incredible, her eyes lighting up, "Did he beco gay too?!"
"Eat your fish."
Youmao shut her mouth, but her sparkling pink ears stood tall.
"Jiang’s life trajectory is completely different from Song Chaoge’s, and also completely different from ours, besides confiding, one of Song Chaoge’s purposes was..."
"Plant a seed of doubt."
Cao Jinse replied distractedly.
Cao Xiugo paused, "You can’t say it like that."
He neither acknowledged.
Nor completely denied.
"It’s my fault."
Cao Jinse returned to herself, softly saying, "I was just assuming."
"You think with Song Chaoge and Jiang Chen’s relationship, they will never open up, right? You think Jiang Chen’s willpower is strong enough."
Cao Xiugo smiled lightly, "Jiang Chen is indeed excellent, but his growth period is still too short, you can’t make excessive demands on him."
Cao Jinse gave a wry smile, then looked at her brother.
"Then when he left..."
"His mood was pretty good."
Cao Xiugo replied.
Cao Jinse smiled and scolded, "Brother!"
"There are no right or wrong in this world, only positions," Cao Xiugo repeated what Jiang said in the afternoon, "Everyone insists on what they think is right."
"Young master, what you said makes a lot of sense."
Youmao couldn’t hold back and chid in, this lass, unlike Tanki Liuli who could eat without saying a word, she couldn’t stay quiet.
"The things Little Song Chaoge did are dirty, but it’s the sa all over the world, and worse abroad. If it weren’t for the illness that Old Master Fang got... he wouldn’t have died."
People are products of their environnt.
What Youmao saw growing up was different from most people.
The world is different, so naturally, the worldview is different.
This ti, Cao Jinse didn’t lecture Youmao, but chose silence.
"Eat."
Cao Xiugo picked up his chopsticks, "How’s the taste?"
"It’s great!"
Youmao was the perfect comic relief, getting up to scoop another big bowl from the pot.
"Brother, the purpose you just ntioned."
Truly exceptional insight.
"What else is Song Chaoge’s purpose?"
Cao Xiugo didn’t answer, lowered his head to eat fish, and repeated, "Eat."
"Brother."
"Young master, just tell us!"
Youmao, forgetting past grievances, chid in for the young lady, her curiosity piqued as she always regarded the young master as a reincarnation of a great scholar, superior to those Zhuge characters t last ti with the young lady.
Cao Xiugo still didn’t explain, "Think for yourself."
Indeed.
Even as a teacher, he can’t guide students through every problem hand in hand.
Cao Jinse frowned and pondered.
"I got it!"
Youmao said suddenly, raising her chopsticks, "Little Song is still insidious, Miss, he’s trying to sow discord!"
Cao Jinse was lost in thought.
Cao Xiugo glanced at the Youmao he’d raised from a young age.
This is what they call true wisdom disguised as foolishness.
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