After rebirth, the brothers cried for forgiveness

Si Zexuan: I don’t believe it. Sister, you have a pure heart. If the other party hadn’t gone too far, you wouldn’t have advised the fourth brother not to go in the future.

Si Zexuan: Don’t worry, I’ve already set off. I’ll help you get revenge when I arrive!

Si Zezheng: I'm downstairs, which private room.

Si Zexuan: Third brother, you are too fast!

Si Zezheng: I said I was nearby.

Sifu: I’ll ask Mianmian to pick you up.

"Dad, wouldn't it be nice to tell Third Brother the name of the box? Why do you want me to go down? It's not like there's no waiter to guide you."

Si Mianmian was a little reluctant.

"You don't want to? He is your third brother. In the past, whenever your brothers came back, you didn't need your father to call you. You would go to the door to greet them in person."

Si Yunhai looked at Si Mianmian deeply, "I knew that you two were really at odds over the funeral home, right?"

"No." Si Mianmian bit her lip, lowered her eyebrows and looked aggrieved, "It's the third brother who refuses to forgive me."

"Your third brother is just feeling uncomfortable because the injury on his hand has not healed yet. He is not angry with you."

"Oh, I'm not angry with Third Brother either."

"As long as you're not angry, go down and pick up your third brother."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Si Mianmian walked out the door and walked to the stairs. When she reached the stairs, Si Zezheng was already being led up by the waiter.

"Third brother, come up! I'm about to go down to pick you up!"

She is smiling and plays the role of a kind and lovely sister.

Si Zezheng smiled back, not showing much sincerity. After all, what happened in the barren grave last time was still fresh in his mind.

"I said dad's name, and the waiter brought me up."

"Then let's go back to the box quickly. I came out without a mask. It would be bad if fans recognized me."

"Ah."

The brother and sister tacitly agreed not to speak any more and went straight to the box.

Just in time, the waiter brought out the two dishes that Si Yunhai requested to be served first.

"Why are there only two dishes? Haven't you ordered yet?" Si Zezheng asked with a frown.

Si Yunhai said: "There are still many, let's eat together when others arrive."

"Besides Sixth Brother, who else is there?"

As soon as Si Zezheng said these words, Si Yunhai and Si Mianmian were stunned.

Yes, Si Yunhai, Si Zezheng, Si Zexuan and Si Mianmian are the only ones at home now.

Simu went to city B and didn't know when she would come back.

Si Zehuai went to country T to pick up Si Zewen.

Si Zeyu is dead.

Si Zesheng was still lying on the bed at home, unable to even get out of bed.

A family of nine originally ended up like this!

Si Yunhai's face darkened and he spoke to Si Mianmian seriously.

"Mianmian, your mother is still running around for you during the Chinese New Year. Don't let her live up to her expectations of you in the future."

"Yeah! I won't!"

"Your mother hopes that you will become a big star and stand on a high point where everyone looks up to you."

"Yes! I will!"

Then he turned to Si Zezheng and said, "Azheng, Axuan said you found a miracle doctor who can cure your hand. How are you doing now?"

Si Zezheng didn't hide it either. After all, he might ask Si Yunhai for money later.

"I found a miracle doctor and made an appointment to meet him within a few days."

As for what day it was, he didn't know.

He specifically went to find a private detective today, hoping to help him keep an eye on Luo Jitong and follow the clues to find the miracle doctor.

He must be prepared for both. As long as he finds out the true identity and address of the miracle doctor, he can turn his back on the client and take the initiative in his own hands instead of waiting for the miracle doctor to summon him.

It happened that the private detective's studio was nearby, and as soon as I finished my work, I learned that there was a family dinner today.

"That's good. No matter how much it costs, we'll treat him as soon as possible. The hospital will be suspicious if you take too long a leave."

"Yes."

"Yes

After explaining the matter, the three of them finally took their chopsticks. They were really hungry. After a storm, the two dishes were already on the disc.

Si Mianmian still had more to say, "The food here is so delicious. I wonder where Brother Six is. How about we let the kitchen serve the food first? Serving food also takes time."

Sifu licked the remaining taste on his lips, knowing the taste of the marrow.

"Okay, Mianmian, send a message to urge your sixth brother."

"Azheng, go and ask the waiter to serve the food."

The kitchen has been waiting for orders for a long time, so when the waiter informed that the dishes could be passed around, the kitchen started working.

Soon, a large table of dishes was served one by one.

Si Mianmian finally remembered to take pictures, and quickly stopped Si Zezheng and Si Yunhai from using their chopsticks. He first took out his phone and took pictures, sending them to Moments and a scarf.

Si Zexuan, who was stuck in a traffic jam, looked at Si Mianmian's WeChat Moments and his mouth watered. He could only keep honking the horn to urge the car in front to drive quickly.

However, the traffic flow during Spring Festival travel is a mystery. You never know why the car at the front hasn’t left yet.

This blockade blocked Si Zexuan until the end of the family dinner.

Si Zexuan: It’s so annoying! Why is there such a traffic jam in City H this year? I was stuck in traffic for several hours and only walked fifty meters.

Si Mianmian: Alas, Sixth Brother, it’s too late for you to come over now. We are almost full.

Si Zexuan: It's best not to let me know which piece of shit is blocking the road, or I'll definitely kill him!

Sifu: Speak carefully and don’t let yourself die easily.

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Si Mianmian: Sixth brother, these dishes are the most delicious! It's a pity that we were too full to eat on site, and there were still many dishes that we didn't take a few bites of.

Si Zexuan: I want to eat too, please pack it for me!

Si Zexuan has been in the team for too long and often eats takeout or asks someone to pack it, so he has no objection to packing.

But Si Mianmian was different. She was the favorite of a wealthy family, so how could she pack the food after the meal?

She usually buys it when she wants to eat it.

Si Mianmian: Ah, isn’t this difficult to pack? How about Sixth Brother, why don't you come and eat with Fourth Brother next time?

Si Zexuan: But I want to eat now, and I already stopped cooking dinner in the kitchen before I came here. If I don’t eat out, I will starve to death when I get home.

Si Zexuan: Good sister, just help me pack.

Si Mianmian: These are already on the table. Why don't dad ask the kitchen to make a new one and take it away?

Si Yunhai naturally also reads group messages, and immediately lost his composure after seeing this message.

He said directly: "No, don't waste food!"

He pointed to the dishes on the table: "Just pack these back. Your fourth brother and second brother don't know what time they will arrive tonight. If they are hungry, they will have something to eat."

"Huh? They're hungry. Just let the kitchen cook again."

Si Yunhai scratched his nose and said, "I have informed the servants that they will take annual leave from tomorrow to the second day of the Lunar New Year."

He didn't admit it because if he didn't take annual leave, he would be paid three times the salary.

He is reluctant to part with this money now, so he might as well save a little.

"What? Then what shall we eat?"

Si Yunhai said with a straight face, "What? Can't your father eat the food I cooked?"

"Dad, do you want to cook New Year's Eve dinner yourself?"

"You don't need to worry about these things. Just ask the waiter to get the packing box."

Si Mianmian sat still, "Third brother, go, I want to send a message back to Sixth Brother."

She didn't want to do such a shameful thing.

Si Zezheng had no choice but to get up and go out to call the waiter.

Si Mianmian: Sixth brother, we will pack it for you. If only my mother were here.

She sighed inwardly and unknowingly posted it in the group.

These words made Si Yunhai sigh. If his wife were here, he wouldn't have to do so many things by himself, especially dealing with the manager, which really didn't fit in with his domineering personality.

At this time, Si Mu was hiding in a small hotel, eating cold bread that tasted like chewing wax.