Zhang Xiaohua listened, then said with a perfectly serious expression, "It's like this, Second Brother. I just received a carrier pigeon message from my sect saying that Sister Changge will be coming here shortly. I was afraid she wouldn't be able to find our home, so I hurried over."
The moment Zhang Xiaohu heard that Changge was coming, he quickly asked, "Changge? She's really coming?"
But the words had barely left his mouth when he saw Zhang Xiaohua struggling not to laugh. Realizing he had fallen for the little rascal's trick, he chuckled twice and said, "Enough of that. What sect do you belong to? The Big Dipper Sect or the Misty Sect? If it's the Misty Sect, how come I've never seen you take anyone as your master? If it's the Big Dipper Sect, then it seems your successor is still in Sister-in-law's belly!"
Seeing that his second brother had figured it out and was not angry with him, Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "Wasn't I just making something up because I didn't want to help Eldest Brother carry things? Look at him—he carries everything himself while Sister-in-law's hands are completely empty. Why should I have to carry things for him?"
"Heh heh." Zhang Xiaohu laughed a few times. "That's where you're wrong. Ever since you told Mother and Father this morning that Sister-in-law is pregnant, her status at home has been catching right up to yours. She's practically become a first-class protected person in the Zhang family. Never mind carrying things—even when she wants a sip of water, Mother insists on pouring it for her personally. If Sister-in-law wants to stand up, Mother stops her."
"Look, didn't you say this well water is good for the child? Mother even got another water vat and told me to carry