Chapter 1660: Courting Death Every Day

Chapter 1660: Chapter 1660: Courting Death Every Day

Little Qin San Lang: "..."

No more drinking, my head’s about to explode, I’d be a fool to drink any more.

But Second Brother is older and stronger than me, and I can’t beat him. If I stubbornly refuse, with his obstinate nature, he’d surely pin me down and force me to drink.

He thought for a moment, then looked up at Qin Er and said, "I’ll drink after Second Brother leaves, otherwise I’ll call our parents. If Father wakes up, Second Brother won’t escape and will get a beating from him."

Qin Er’s face darkened upon hearing this and pointed at Little Qin San Lang, saying, "You little rascal, turning naughty, and actually threatening your own brother."

"If we’re real brothers, why does Second Brother force me to drink? It hurts my head when I’m drunk." Little Qin San Lang kept a straight face, showing no intention of compromise.

Qin Er was helpless and had to relent: "Alright, alright, Second Brother will leave. But I’ll be standing in the yard, watching through the window to make sure you drink; don’t think of tricking me."

Little Qin San Lang nodded seriously: "Mm, I won’t trick you."

Qin Er was satisfied: "I know, our family’s youngest is the most well-behaved."

"Then Second Brother will go out now." Qin Er jumped off the bed, ran out of the house, and soon arrived at the window, peeking at Little Qin San Lang and said: "Second Brother is out, start drinking."

Little Qin San Lang waved his hand in dissatisfaction: "No way, it’s too close, you must stand further away, stand in the yard, or I won’t drink."

With a thud, Qin Er slammed his fist on the window frame, glaring at Little Qin San Lang, saying: "Youngest, when did you start having this habit? Dragging on like a little girl, you’re a boy, be straightforward in doing things, got it?"

Inwardly, Little Qin San Lang sneered a few times, and to avoid his Second Brother’s suspicion, he said angrily: "I’m having a headache, don’t want to drink, yet Second Brother forces me, I’m mad, don’t want to see him, what’s wrong with asking him to stand further?"

Uh, Qin Er felt a bit ashamed, showing a smiling face: "Alright, alright, Second Brother will stand further away in the yard."

With that, a few backflips landed him in the middle of the yard.

Watching this, Little Qin San Lang recalled Father’s words: Your second brother is just like a monkey, never able to sit still, even walks with a bounce.

"Youngest, Second Brother’s standing properly, start drinking!" Qin Er shouted, raising his fist at Little Qin San Lang, with an expression that said if you don’t drink, big brother will beat you.

Little Qin San Lang was helpless, so he picked up the wine jar and pretended to drink...but he wasn’t actually drinking, just pouring the wine from the jar.

Underneath the quilt lay a basin, which he had taken when Second Brother turned to leave the room.

Now with Second Brother standing in the yard, even with his good eyesight, he couldn’t see the basin under the quilt. Seeing Little Qin San Lang holding the jar and pretending to drink, he assumed he was truly drinking.

Not long after, he finished, and gestured to Second Brother with the jar.

Qin Er gleefully ran back to the window, beckoning him: "Come here, Second Brother needs to check, in case you tricked me."

Little Qin San Lang, with an unhappy face, climbed down from the bed and handed the jar to him.

Seeing the jar empty, Qin Er said again: "Open your mouth."

"Ah, pfft~" Little Qin San Lang still had a sip of wine in his mouth, and as he opened his mouth, the liquid spurted out, spraying directly on Qin Er’s face.

"Ptooey, ptooey, Youngest, you’ve learned to use sly tricks on Second Brother." Qin Er was sprayed with wine but didn’t get angry. Instead, he patted Little Qin San Lang’s head, saying: "Good boy, don’t be mad, when Second Brother returns, I’ll bring you a nice horse."

Little Qin San Lang: "Don’t want it, Father said he’ll find me a good horse, yours won’t be better than his."

Qin Er was furious: "Brat, you won’t accept what Second Brother gives you? Just wait, Second Brother will send you a whole ranch someday!"

Little Qin San Lang didn’t believe it. Can you just easily get a ranch?

Qin Er asked again: "Youngest, dizzy? Feeling drunk?"

Little Qin San Lang nodded: "A bit dizzy."

"Haha, that’s right, keep it that way." Qin Er was delighted and instructed: "Tomorrow when you wake up and Father asks why you’re dizzy, just say Second Brother came to force you to drink again, understood?"

After hearing that, Little Qin San Lang looked at his Second Brother, puzzled: "Second Brother, you force me to drink just to anger Father? But if you anger Father, when you come back home, he will still beat you."

Qin Er said: "This isn’t intentionally angering Father, it’s a battle of wit and courage with him. Second Brother can’t let Father beat me for no reason, gotta even the score, right?"

Little Qin San Lang seriously said: "Second Brother, if you keep going like this, you’ll really get killed by Father."

Qin Er laughed, pinching his baby-fat cheeks: "You’re overthinking. I’m Father’s own son, and Father adores me, wouldn’t kill me...at most, he’ll beat me until I have to lie down for a month or so, it’s fine, don’t worry about Second Brother."

With this, he pulled out a dagger, a token, and a silver note, handing them to Little Qin San Lang: "Take these, it’s your reward. Tomorrow, go out on the street and have fun, don’t just stay home practicing and risk becoming foolish."

Little Qin San Lang didn’t want them: "I want a ranch."

Then inwardly added: I’m not foolish, quite bright indeed.

Qin Er’s lips twitched: "Youngest, didn’t realize you’re quite greedy. Fine, Second Brother will get you a ranch, and give it to you as a gift during your coming-of-age ceremony."

Little Qin San Lang frowned, calculating, unhappily said: "That’s twelve years away, Second Brother, you’re tricking me, right."

Qin Er blushed, his gaze a bit shifty, quickly denying: "Nonsense, Second Brother is a manly man, wouldn’t deceive a kid. Alright, won’t argue with you, hurry and sleep, staying up too late can be harmful. Second Brother’s leaving, will see you again for the New Year."

With that, he hurriedly ran off.

Just as he reached the yard, he turned back, waving and smiling: "Don’t forget to tell Father about tonight tomorrow, record Father’s angry expression and tell me when I return!"

Little Qin San Lang leaned on the window frame, waving back at Second Brother...at that time, he wasn’t too attached to Second Brother’s departure since Second Brother was always like this, often causing trouble, often running away from home, but every time he left, he’d soon return safely.

Yet the last time he left, until now, seven years have passed and he hasn’t seen Second Brother again...Second Brother is truly gone, and will never bring small gifts back to visit him.

...

Qin San Lang thought of these things, feeling his throat constrict, making him feel utterly miserable.

Suddenly, his hand was held by someone, a warmth from that small hand passed to his own, warming his hand. Turning his head, he saw Xiao Yu’s smiling face before him.

The smile, bright as flames, lit him up, warming his chilly body instantly.

"Xiao Yu." He laughed, closed his hand, tightly grasping hers...though he lost Father, Mother, and Older Brother, he still had Xiao Yu.

Gu Jinli, seeing him snap back to reality, was somewhat relieved, smiling as she lifted a hand, poking his cheek: "Time to eat, stop daydreaming."

He, unmoving, with reddened eyes, looked worrisome.