The two brothers sat under the sun, having a heart-to-heart. The older one spoke while the younger one listened, and they both cherished this hard-earned bond dearly. Life is but a few decades long; to become brothers in it must be due to the virtues accumulated in a past life…
Li Xiaoqiang, perhaps feeling tired from sitting and talking, then stood up.
The spores also hurriedly stood up, looking at the young man who was a head shorter than him, with a blank expression that was neither angry nor smiling.
Li Xiaoqiang walked toward a large tree, and the spores followed him. As they walked, Li Xiaoqiang asked, "Did Li Tianding come to see you last time?"
The spores nodded.
Li Xiaoqiang turned and stared at the spores, asking, "What did you tell him?"
The spores replied seriously, "I didn't say anything, nor did I acknowledge him. I know he's neither a competent father nor a responsible husband."
