"Thank you."
Tang Tang took the glass of water and thanked him. She was just about to add "Fourth Brother" when Tang Yue squeezed in and introduced him:
"This is Fourth Brother."
Tang Tang: "..."
She glanced at Tang Yue and softly called him Fourth Brother.
Tang Ziyang smiled. "We're family now, Tang Tang. You don't have to be so polite."
Tang Tang paused, then simply nodded.
She still had her third brother and older sister to meet, but she saw no young people in the living room who fit the description.
The old lady's birthday banquet was scheduled for that evening. The gathering earlier in the day was only a family meal.
As soon as Tang Tang finished meeting everyone, lunch officially began.
Then, at the family meal, she met her married older sister and her third brother, who was afraid of strangers.
Floating in midair, Tang Tang couldn't help laughing at the sight she remembered so vividly.
Back then, her third brother hadn't just worn his hair long. His hairstyle had been strange, too, and even in broad daylight, he wore nonprescription glasses that covered half his face.
And at this point, he wasn't merely afraid of strangers. He refused to communicate with anyone at all.
Clearly, her past self had also been startled by this "eccentric" third brother.
But Tang Tang's attention was soon drawn elsewhere.
Since it was a family meal, the patriarch was bound to have something to say.
Halfway through the meal, Tang Tang heard Tang Zhilin, seated at the head of the table, start calling out her brothers one by one.
First, he berated his second son, Tang Jian, for neglecting his duties and spending all his time chasing women. Then he called her third brother a coward who was almost thirty and