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Mingjing was shocked and asked.

"Who?"

Mingtai hesitated to speak, and finally did not say Cheng Jinyun's name, but just said.

"Sister, it's not the right time to tell you now. I'll tell you when the time is right."

Mingjing shook his head helplessly and said.

"You kid, you always make me worry."

Mingtai followed his elder sister silently, but he was thinking in his heart, wondering when he would be able to truly be together with Cheng Jinyun.

When I got home, Minglou and Mingcheng were already there.

Minglou saw their expressions and knew that the blind date was not going well, so he said with a smile.

"Brother, it looks like it didn't work out again this time."

Mingtai rolled his eyes at him.

"Brother, you're still laughing at me."

Mingcheng said from the side.

"Mingtai, don't be too opposed to blind dates. You might meet the right person someday."

Mingtai snorted.

"I don't believe it."

Mingjing said.

"Okay, forget it this time, but don't do this next time."

Mingtai said quickly.

"Sister, there won't be a next time. Please don't arrange blind dates for me anymore."

The family members were talking to each other, and the house was full of noise, but also full of strong family affection.

In the evening, Mingjing cooked herself, and the kitchen was filled with the aroma of food.

She busied herself skillfully, preparing dinner for her family.

The stove fire reflected her focused face, and her eyes were full of love for her family.

Mingjing carefully made a bowl of egg custard that Mingcheng particularly liked to eat, and also fried a few side dishes for others.

This egg custard has a special meaning to Mingcheng.

That was a dish that he asked Mingjing to make often when he was a child. It was simple and delicious.

When Mingcheng was little, he was still small, so one bowl was just right for him. This time, Mingjing only made one bowl for Mingcheng.

The family sat around the dining table, ready to enjoy dinner.

When the meal was served, Mingcheng had an extra bowl of egg custard.

Mingtai was sharp-eyed and saw that Mingcheng had an extra bowl of egg custard. He felt unbalanced and asked immediately.

"Sister, why does he have an extra bowl of egg custard than others? I want to eat it too!"

When Mingjing heard this, she raised her hand and slapped Mingtai in the face, scolding him.

"When I made it for you when you were little, you refused to eat it. Why are you arguing with me now?"

Mingcheng looked at the bowl of egg custard, and his thoughts suddenly drifted back to the days when he was bullied by his adoptive mother.

Those dark memories came flooding back like a tide, and his eyes became a little dim.

During that painful time, he never felt warmth and love, only endless beatings and torture.

If Mingjing hadn't come to adopt him, he really couldn't imagine where he would be now, and he didn't even know if he would still be alive.

And this egg custard, in his memory, is the best thing he can make.

Every time Mingjing asked him what he wanted to eat, he said egg custard.

Because in his little heart, he thought this was easy to do and did not take time, so Mingjing's time would not be wasted.

He didn't expect that after so many years, Mingjing still remembered it.

This memory filled his heart with emotion.

Mingcheng smiled, tears glistening in his eyes, and spoke to Mingjing.

"Thank you, sis."

His voice trembled slightly, full of deep affection. Then, he slowly sat down, picked up the spoon, and gently scooped a mouthful of egg custard into his mouth.

The familiar taste instantly spread across the tip of the tongue, as if carrying the warmth of the past and the happiness of the present.

Tears welled up in Mingcheng's eyes, but they never fell.

He tried hard to control his emotions, not wanting his tears to ruin this heartwarming moment.

At this time, Mingtai also understood the reason, stopped saying anything, and began to eat quietly.

His heart was also touched, and he realized how ignorant his previous willfulness was.

Looking at their two children, Mingjing and Minglou smiled at each other.

They knew very well that it was a rare fate for these two people who had no blood relationship to end up in the same family by chance.

In this home, they care for each other, support each other, and share the joys and tears.

Minglou said softly.

“Seeing them like this, I feel at ease.”

Mingjing nodded and sighed.

"Yes, it's not easy for our family to be where we are today."

Dinner continued in a warm atmosphere. The family ate and chatted, sharing their experiences and feelings of the day.

Mingcheng savored the egg custard slowly, each bite filled with memories and gratitude.

He knew that this bowl of egg custard was not just food, but also Mingjing's deep love and care for him.

Mingtai stopped acting naughty and ate his meal seriously. Occasionally he looked up at Mingcheng and Mingjing, with a look of understanding and maturity in his eyes.

After the meal, Mingcheng took the initiative to help clean up the dishes, and he was very careful.

Mingjing said.

"Mingcheng, take a rest and let Ah Xiang come."

Mingcheng said with a smile.

"Sister, let me do it. You've been tired all day."

Minglou sat in the living room, reading the newspaper and listening to the sounds coming from the kitchen, his heart filled with relief.

Under the lights at night, the family looks particularly warm.

In this family, there is no blood barrier, only endless warmth and love.

After everyone returned to their rooms, Mingjing called Minglou into the study alone.

Minglou was puzzled, not knowing what mysterious thing his elder sister was going to say, but he still followed her in obediently.

Mingjing carefully closed the door of the study and then sat down opposite Minglou.

Her expression was serious, and there was a hint of doubt and worry in her eyes, which made Minglou even more uneasy.

"Minglou, let me tell you something."

Mingjing comes straight to the point.

Minglou responded quickly.

"Sister, please tell me, I'm listening."

Mingjing frowned slightly and said.

"Mingtai said something today that really puzzled me."

Minglou asked with some curiosity.

"What did Mingtai say?"

Mingjing paused and continued.

"Mingtai said he has someone he likes, but he refuses to tell me who it is."

When Minglou heard this, he felt relieved and said with a smile.

"Sister, I thought it was a big deal. Don't worry about it. Mingtai is already so old. There's no need to be so strict with him like when he was little. Maybe if he confirms the relationship in the future, he will bring the girl back to you. Just relax."

When Mingjing heard this, his face darkened and he said.

"You say that so easily. He's my brother, how can I not worry about him? Besides, Mingtai already has someone he likes, what about you? You still don't have one, and you still have the nerve to say so much!"

Minglou suddenly felt like crying but had no tears left, and said helplessly.

"Sister, I work in the new government building every day. How can I have time for romance? I had Wang Manchun before, but you didn't agree. Now Wang Manchun is dead. I don't have any women around me. How can I be blamed in the end?"