While they were "bragging" about the yellow plums, Su Shi hurried over to the stone table, his eyes gleaming as he stared at the plums in the food box. Before he could reach them, Su Zhe grabbed his sleeve. "Hold on, elder brother. These are 'provisions' for the little nephew. Don't go copying Xiǎohēi and snatching food."
Su Zhe gave him such a tug that Su Shi staggered, but he was not annoyed—after all, when do brothers ever truly lose their temper with each other? With a grin, he reached out and ruffled his younger brother's hair.
"My younger brother is certainly fiercely protective of the food. Could it be you are afraid your future nephew in our elder sister's belly will steal your commentaries on the *Spring and Autumn Annals* one day?"
Chapter 367