And in the meantime, as they were talking, Pei Yibai had one by one quietly dealt with the stack of dishes.
Song Weiyi looked at Pei Yiting with some sympathy, thinking to herself that Pei Yibai was really mean, having scared his brother into silence.
Pei Yiting mumbled a few times, looking wronged, and couldn't say a word.
Clearly, the dreadful news of military training had sunk deep into Pei Yiting's heart, and he fell completely silent, not even in the mood to bicker with Pei Yibai anymore.
"That's enough, you saw clearly just now, right? After all, you'll be washing the dishes yourself soon. If they're not cleaned properly and any detergent remains, eating from them could lead to an accident."
Pei Yibai placed the clean dishes in the cupboard, and thus completed the task.
There was a bit of sweat on his forehead. Although Pei Yibai had washed dishes before, it was his first time doing so here, especially in front of Song Weiyi.
