Chapter 8 - 7: It’s Mom’s Fault
"Oh oh oh."
"Oh oh oh."
Listening to the never-ceasing crowing of the rooster outside, Gong Ruini turned over and continued to sleep.
But why does it feel a bit cold underneath? Gong Ruini felt colder as she slept, so she opened her eyes slightly. Gong Ruwen was sleeping soundly, so she secretly crawled out of her little blanket and into Gong Ruwen’s.
Gong Ruwen yawned, mumbled a couple of sentences, and continued to sleep with his eyes closed, completely unaware that someone had joined him in his bed.
It’s good to have a young guy around; his body is as warm as a stove. Feeling the heat source beside her, Gong Ruini was satisfied and finally managed to sleep a little better.
After hearing the rooster crowing, Cai Meina woke up soon. "Haven’t heard a rooster crow in a long time."
In the city, people either rely on alarms or the sound of neighbors’ movements to know it’s time to go to work. Suddenly hearing a rooster is a bit unfamiliar.
"Yes." Gong Tao sat up groggily from the bed. "When we were kids, we had a rooster at home. How many chicks the family could have all depended on that big rooster."
Thinking back on how, though the family’s conditions weren’t great, the sibling bonds were wonderful, and now, Gong Tao really didn’t understand who had changed, them or him.
Cai Meina patted Gong Tao’s hand, suggesting he not dwell on unhappy thoughts. "If we have the capacity, we help out. While we’re in the countryside, we should just take care of ourselves as Mom and Dad said."