Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten

Zhao Guangran turned over, intending to continue sleeping, when he realized he was the only one on the kang bed, which startled him greatly.

What’s going on? How come his brother isn’t there? Could he have gone to see Ni Zi?

No way. Zhao Guangran was really startled. If Uncle Gong or Gong Ruwen found out, even though Uncle Gong is quite satisfied with his brother, they would probably be furious.

His brother can’t be doing something foolish! Zhao Guangran quickly wrapped himself in a cotton coat and went out to find his brother.

He discovered not only his brother but also Ni Zi.

What’s happening? How could Ni Zi be staying up late? She never stays up late.

Even when rushing to meet deadlines in the past, she would always go to bed on time, plus his brother always pampered Ni Zi. Even if he was dead tired, he wouldn’t allow Ni Zi to be worn out.

What’s going on today? They don’t seem to be fighting.

"Brother."

"Ni Zi." Zhao Guangran wanted to turn around and leave, but since he was a bit worried about Zhao Xuran and them, he stayed.

Zhao Xuran yawned and pointed to the teapot nearby.

What does he take him for? Although Zhao Guangran wasn’t thrilled, he could only get up to pour tea.

After pouring his brother a cup of hot tea, despite his reluctance, he poured a cup for Gong Ruini as well.

Gong Ruini took a sip of tea and wasn’t satisfied, "It’s not strong enough."

Doesn’t refresh at all. Gong Ruini was just about to signal Zhao Guangran to change the tea leaves when Zhao Xuran stopped her.

"Alright, we’ll sleep soon, no rush." Zhao Xuran could hold on, but the young lady couldn’t.

"Are you going to sleep too?" Gong Ruini of course wanted to meet Zhou Gong as soon as possible, but she was worried about Zhao Xuran.

Zhao Xuran didn’t respond; he wanted to work on his report a bit longer.

"Go change the tea leaves." Gong Ruini said angrily.

Oh, come on, why is it him again? Zhao Guangran felt like crying; what did he do to deserve this, coming out just to check when his brother would sleep, how did he end up in this situation?

"No!" Zhao Xuran raised his voice.

One asked him to go, the other said no. What should he do? Zhao Guangran really had no idea.

"Alright, no need to brew more." Fine, no tea leaves then, let’s move on.

Gong Ruini continued to write things angrily, she couldn’t care less about Zhao Xuran, there was no reason she couldn’t take care of herself.

Seeing the stubborn Gong Ruini, Zhao Xuran was quite impatient; his good girl was upset, "Alright, let’s rest soon."

"Are you hungry?" Zhao Xuran asked cautiously.

Sigh, why is his brother so good to Ni Zi? Even though Ni Zi had shown no respect to his brother earlier, his brother’s attitude toward her was great. When would he be as gentle toward him?

But is his brother preparing food? Zhao Guangran was really expectant in all sorts of ways.

"You cooking?"

"I have many things to take care of, likely no time."

Zhao Guangran thought it’s not good, brother has no time; that means he has time? He mustn’t stay here, or there will be no good results.

Zhao Guangran reacted quickly, yawning as he prepared to go back to rest.

"Guangran, check the kitchen for any food." Zhao Xuran spoke faster.

"I can’t cook." Zhao Guangran said frankly.

"Weren’t the noodles you made for Cao Na last time cooked by you?" Gong Ruini did not look at Zhao Guangran and continued working, yet her words were so rude.

The threat was utterly blatant, his woman and Gong Ruini didn’t get along, variously bullying him.

Zhao Guangran angrily went to the kitchen to make noodles.

"Make them tasty, I’ve eaten your noodles before, and make sure to add eggs." Gong Ruini couldn’t guarantee that Zhao Guangran wouldn’t mess it up.

Sigh, growing up together comes with this downside, he just had any thoughts and Gong Ruini pointed it out.

But why couldn’t he understand Gong Ruini’s mind? It’s really unfair.

Zhao Guangran rubbed his somewhat hungry belly, well, might as well cook a bowl for himself too.

"Guangran, where are you going?" Zhao Gang yawned as he walked out of the room, seeing his son angrily passing by his room, he grabbed him.

Oh dad, the real dad, hugged Zhao Gang and thoroughly complained about how his brother was bullying him.

Zhao Gang was hungry and couldn’t really listen to how Zhao Guangran was being bullied.

"Alright, remember to cook more noodles, both your Uncle Gong haven’t slept, we’re hungry."

"And remember to add some meat, I remember there was some lamb left from dinner."

"Lamb noodles are nice in this weather." Zhao Gang patted his son’s shoulder, signaling him to hurry.

Zhao Guangran cried, real tears streaming down, why is he so pitiful, clearly sleeping would be better, but he was concerned about his brother.

Now it’s like this, he’s been turned into a cook, and can’t make the noodles poorly, or they’ll complain, never seen a more pitiful chef than him.

Zhao Guangran grumbled while cooking noodles, then served them, delivering them to Dad and Uncle Gong.

As for their reviews, Zhao Guangran didn’t have time to listen, after all, he put out eighty to ninety percent of his skill.

And why not all, the reason is simple, as long as it’s a bowl of edible noodles, as long as the flavor isn’t too absurd, no complaints will arise.

As for Zhao Xuran and them, they’ll surely critique, needing a hundred percent focus.

Gong Ruini yawned many times, finally waiting for the noodles from Zhao Guangran, just thinking to complain why it took so long.

Gong Ruini looked at the bowl seeing only a lone egg, "No lamb?"

That’s not right, she definitely smelled lamb, but checking all the bowls, there’s no lamb, what’s happening; did Zhao Guangran secretly eat it?

"The lamb went to Dad and Uncle Gong; they seemed to be discussing things." Usually, Zhao Guangran wouldn’t care what his parents did, especially what they discussed, definitely beyond him.

But it didn’t mean he wouldn’t know what the adults were doing, yet three men, especially ones like family pillars, not resting late at night, surely they were discussing important matters.

At this time, what are Dad and them discussing? Zhao Xuran and Gong Ruini were clueless, but asking Zhao Guangran yielded nothing, it’s better to eat first then rest.

Zhao Xuran worried that Gong Ruini’s mind at the moment was cluttered, whether her current work made sense.

To avoid rework, it’s better to sleep early, "Nothing major, they should be dividing profit shares."

Profit splitting, Gong Ruini just went "oh", at this point whatever Zhao Xuran said, she’d believe, really staying up at this hour is truly exhausting.

Zhao Guangran silently ate, speeding up hoping to finish eating quickly then return to his room to sleep.

As for whatever they’re up to, it’s their business, he’d rather fantasize about sweet dreams than watch them get along, maybe he’ll even dream of Nana.