Is Beating Your Little Brother Really That Much Fun?

October 5th, Sunday.

Early in the morning, Li Ye went to the Xidan market. After queuing for half the day, he came back with a large basket of seafood and fruit, intending to give Wen Leyu some extra nutrition.

If conditions allowed, expectant mothers were best off eating some deep-sea fish and fresh fruit. If not, coarse grains and mixed cereals would do too; they were all nutritious.

But after all these years of hustling, wasn't Li Ye doing it all to give his wife and child a better life? So of course he had to make arrangements.

Thus, these days, Li Ye went to the market every week to pick things over. Coral trout and tiger grouper were hard to come by, but large yellow croakers over a foot long were not scarce, and they were not particularly expensive either.

Because people's habit of "liking rich, oily food" had not yet changed in those days, and the temptation of streaky pork was still everywhere,

If it were a few decades later, never mind whether they were expensive or not—the best batch would have been picked over several times before it ever reached the counter.

When Li Ye drove home, he found his older sister Li Yue's car already parked outside. Clearly, she had brought Little Dun'er over for a Sunday visit.

Ever since she learned a few days ago that Wen Leyu was pregnant, Li Yue had often brought her son over to give Wen Leyu some "hands-on instruction."

Poor Little Dun'er had not even learned to walk yet, but he had already been forced into service as a "teaching model," letting the expectant mother Wen Leyu experience the joys of raising a child.

Well, playing with someone else's child was definitely fun right now, but when it came