Thomas Fisher rinsed his mouth several tis in the bathroom, and only after the sour taste gradually faded did he turn off the faucet and leave the bathroom.
"Bro! Were you intentionally trying to make fun of ?"
He just realized that his big brother didn’t have any intention of stopping him from eating earlier; instead, he gloatingly said he deserved it when he turned sour.
"Yes! I was intentionally making fun of you. Who told you to be greedy and snatch my wife’s food? Let’s see if you dare to be greedy again!" Easton Hols not only didn’t deny it but generously admitted it and even heartlessly scolded his good friend.
Upon hearing this, Thomas Fisher finally understood why his big brother acted this way. He felt so wronged, honestly.
Earlier, he had no intention of snatching food to eat; he just saw his sister-in-law enjoying it so much and couldn’t resist trying one himself.
Who knew it would turn out so disastrously sour? If he had known, he wouldn’t have been greedy at all.
"Sister-in-law! Isn’t it sour when you eat it?"
He was baffled; how could it be so sour for him, yet his sister-in-law seed to enjoy it so much, as if she was eating sothing sweet and delicious rather than sour plums?
Lily Turner picked up a sour plum with her left hand from the bowl and held it out to where Thomas Fisher was standing, "Not sour. Why don’t you try again?"
The sourness was acceptable to her, she could handle it.
"Spare , please."
The mory of the sourness was too vivid for Thomas Fisher, so he shook his head repeatedly in refusal. As he shook his head, he also took a step back, fearing Lily Turner would pull him in to eat the sour plum.
Seeing this, Lily Turner gave a mischievous smile and brought the sour plum in her left hand up to Easton Hols’ mouth. Seeing the sour plum suddenly in front of him, Easton’s mouth started watering again, and he furrowed his brows.
Seeing the scene before him, Thomas Fisher laughed with schadenfreude, "Haha... Bro! I never thought you’d have such a day too. That’s what you get for laughing at earlier; you got your karma so soon."
After speaking, he laughed even louder.
"You brat! Is your mouth open so wide because you want to eat another sour plum?"
As soon as Easton Hols finished speaking, sothing was shoved into his hand. Turning his head instinctively to look, he realized it was Lily Turner who had given him the sour plum.
At first, he thought she wanted him to eat it, but when he turned his head to look at her, he saw her pointing at Thomas Fisher who was standing to the side, and imdiately understood her intention.
Taking advantage of Thomas Fisher’s distraction, Easton Hols handed the bowl back to Lily Turner and stood up swiftly. He reached out his empty hand and grabbed Thomas Fisher at lightning speed.
"Mmmph..."
As Thomas Fisher opened his mouth to call out to his brother, Easton Hols shoved the sour plum he was holding into his mouth.
To prevent him from spitting it out, Easton Hols didn’t imdiately remove his hand from his mouth, "How’s the taste? Quite tangy, isn’t it?"
Seeing his good friend looking so aggrieved, he heartlessly patted his forcibly puffed cheeks with his other hand.
With a sour plum in his mouth, Thomas Fisher didn’t dare move his mouth, fearing that if he accidentally broke the plum’s skin, he’d have to endure the tangy taste once again.
"Honey! That’s enough. After all, he’s your good brother," Lily Turner advised while she finished another sour plum and picked up another one, watching the two n standing in the distance.
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