"But there's nothing we can do about it. Fiya is still in the stage of a young girl, both in age and development," I shrugged.

"Just because Fiya has a flat chest and hasn't grown taller!" Fiya touched her flat chest and retorted discontentedly.

"Is that all?" I glanced at her.

"That's it. Yujie gege, you really don't understand a girl's heart at all, you dummy," Fiya got angry and seemed like she was about to run away. Speaking of which, another thing about Fiya is that she hasn't outgrown her childishness. Her way of speaking and behaving is still very much like a child. Of course, she is still a child.

After changing my shoes, I prepared to walk towards the living room. Fiya inexplicably turned back from a distance away from me.

"Do you have anything else? Weren't you mad and running away earlier?" I said teasingly.

"...Because I suddenly remembered something. It's all Yujie gege's fault for making Fiya confused." The first sentence she said when she turned back was blaming me. I don't think I said anything wrong.

"So what's the matter?" I asked anyway.

"Well..." Fiya suddenly looked shy and blushed. It was a bit strange to see her like this. I asked with confusion, "Are you sick?"

"Fiya is perfectly fine. Why would I be sick?" Fiya said loudly, unhappy. This made me feel a bit bad. My intention was to show concern. Was there something wrong with that? And for Fiya to dare to contradict me as her older brother, I even felt like taking some punitive measures, like rubbing her temples hard.

While I was contemplating this, Fiya seemed to have sensed it and became a bit more reserved, with her gaze slightly lowered.

Seeing her like that, I decided not to punish her and asked, "What's the matter then?"

"Well... it's the day after tomorrow." Fiya's face was still red. Is there something happening the day after tomorrow?

"What's happening the day after tomorrow?"

"The day after tomorrow, Yujie gege should know. Even if Fiya doesn't say it."

"If you don't say it, how would I know?" When did this little girl become so urgent in her speech?

"Yujie gege did forget, didn't you?" Fiya seemed very surprised.

"I forgot what? I don't remember having any plans or anything." I searched my memories for the past few days. I didn't have any plans with anyone or anything to do.

"Indeed, Yujie gege didn't even remember Fiya's birthday," Fiya suddenly cried.

"Birthday?" I quickly took out my phone and checked the calendar. The day after tomorrow is April 24th, indeed Fiya's birthday. I actually forgot. But besides my own birthday, I don't usually remember other people's birthdays. I even forgot Su Yuqian's birthday, don't even know which day it is. Maybe I should ask someday. This is a bit distressing.

"I'm sorry, Fiya. After all, I'm not the kind of person who likes to look at the calendar often. I only know what day of the week it is," I apologized remorsefully. The reason why I know what day of the week it is is because I really look forward to the weekends.

"Wu wu... Yujie gege is a big dummy." Fiya couldn't stop crying, and this really gave me a headache.

"Forgetting your birthday is my fault, but didn't you say there's something else? So, what do you want for your birthday the day after tomorrow? Tell me," I asked in a low, humble voice. It would be troublesome if my mother, who was in the kitchen, found out that I made my little sister cry. I could hear the sound of chopping in the kitchen.

Fiya stopped crying, "Then Yujie gege will listen and fulfill Fiya's request?"

"Of course, Fiya. I can fulfill any request for your birthday, as long as it's reasonable and not excessive." If she uses this opportunity to get back at me and make me do all sorts of things, that would be troublesome. Although Fiya looks innocent, lively, and cute on the outside, it doesn't necessarily mean that she doesn't have a black heart. You never really know someone's true intentions. Maybe I'm just overthinking it. I glanced at Fiya and noticed that she seemed a bit hesitant to speak.

"What's the matter? Is it hard to say?" I asked.

"No..."

"Then just say it."

Fiya took a deep breath, "I want to have a date with gege on my birthday the day after tomorrow..."

"A date?" I was stunned. Fiya's statement was a bit too impactful.

"Yujie gege, you're thinking the wrong way. I don't mean that kind of date." Fiya hurriedly explained.

"It's not what you think about the date, the word 'date' just inevitably makes people think of lovers..." I couldn't help but stare at Fia in horror.

"No, not at all. Yujie gege, where's your mind going? Fia just purely wants to go out and play with gege, that's all."

"Well, if you had said that earlier, we wouldn't have had so many misunderstandings."

"But a date is simple and clear, and besides, going on a date is just going out to have fun," Fia muttered softly.

"That's different. Nowadays, it refers to romantic relationships between men and women. Saying it like that can easily lead to misunderstandings, so it can't be omitted."

"Then Yujie gege doesn't want to go on a date with Fia?" Fia said unhappily. What does she mean by saying this? Could it be that Fia is starting to have feelings for me? That's impossible, she's just a elementary school student who will be in second grade in the latter half of the year. Other than watching TV dramas and occasionally delving into adult things, in reality, she's still just a little girl, and very naive. She often plays things like jump rope and house. I can't believe she's starting to have feelings, but now she's saying such emotionally mature things, I don't know how to respond. Maybe she's just saying it out of annoyance, so I casually replied, "Of course I want to..."

Her expression was calm, and as expected, it was just something she said out of annoyance. I started to feel relieved.

"Mummy... Fia is going to help with washing the vegetables," she suddenly turned around and yelled into the kitchen before running off. What does this mean? I can't figure it out.

"Forget it, I won't think about these things anymore," I murmured to myself, and then put the JK bag in the bedroom. I went to the bathroom to run hot water for a bath. After the bath, dinner was ready.

"Today, Mummy made a lot of delicious food by accident. You must eat it all," Mother said with a smile as soon as she sat down. I looked at the table and couldn't help but turn pale.

"This can't be too much. Isn't this clearly intentional and not accidental?"

"Yujie, what are you saying? Don't you like the food Mummy worked so hard to make?!" Mother revealed a devilish face.

"Ah, of course I do. I will eat it all," beads of sweat formed on my forehead.

Fia looked at the table full of dishes with a bitter expression.

"Fia, there's carrots that you like to eat, and there's also steamed fish," Fia looked at her favorite food but didn't show any happiness.

"Fia can't eat so much. Can she just eat a little bit?" Fia said something against Mother's wishes. Mother is a black belt in judo and frequently uses her cross hold and throat lock techniques. Fia is in trouble this time, and I silently prayed for her safety, hoping she would be fine.

"That's okay, Fia can eat as much or as little as she wants. It's better to eat less for dinner. Mummy also doesn't want Fia to gain weight."

"Okay~~ Thank you, Mummy," Fia showed her innocent smile.

After hearing this, I almost buried my face in the table. How can this be? Mother is clearly favoring Fia.

"Mother, I can't eat so much either, and eating too much at night will make it hard to sleep."

"Well, I can't do anything about that. It's Yujie's mission to finish it unconditionally," that flawless smiling face, and the words that cannot be violated. I feel like I can't escape my fate of being stuffed to death. I can only cry and finish this meal.

Facing food should be a happy and enjoyable experience, but why am I crying as if I've been stung by an onion, tears just won't stop flowing.

"Mummy, we shouldn't eat so much for dinner... Yujie gege probably ate too much," Fia had already finished a bowl of rice, and she looked at me eating non-stop with a worried expression as she spoke to Mother.

"Is that so? Yujie seems to have eaten a lot," I had lost all desire to chew, I just wanted to be free. I nodded quickly, and Mother showed a slight worry, but she also told me to stop eating. I was finally saved. My stomach was about to burst, and I couldn't move in the chair.

Mother looked at the many dishes still left on the table and said anxiously, "There's still so much left, what should we do? I haven't cooked in a long time and impulsively made so much. Let's wait until your father comes and have him finish it."

It seems that my father is facing a disaster. I started to worry about my father coming home, hoping he absolutely wouldn't come home tonight, absolutely not.

Ding dong... The doorbell suddenly rang, and my mother went to open the door.

"I'm back..." My dad appeared at the door, dressed in a suit and carrying a briefcase.

"Welcome back, dear."

"You've already started dinner, it seems I'm late," my dad said as he took off his shoes.

"The kids were hungry, so we didn't wait for you. Sorry about that," my mother said, taking my dad's briefcase.

"It's alright if they ate first. It smells delicious. Mei Hong, what did you cook? I was already hungry, but the aroma made me even hungrier," my dad said.

"I made a lot of dishes, all your favorites," my mother replied.

"Really? Then I can have a feast tonight."

"Dear, make sure you finish everything."

"Of course, even if I'm full, I'll eat everything Mei Hong made."

My dad rubbed his hands together in anticipation.

"Go wash your hands first..."

"That's right... I'll go wash my hands."

"I'll go help you serve the rice," my dad went to the bathroom while my mother opened the rice cooker and served rice for my dad, a relaxed smile on her face.

"Feya... Let's go back to the bedroom. We have school tomorrow."

"That's true... Even though Feya still wants to watch her TV series, let's skip it today," I reached an agreement with Feya to leave the dining room as soon as possible, but both of our expressions were filled with helplessness and sympathy. Yes, I hope Dad can make it through, I hope...

As we entered the bedroom, I heard the following conversation from the dining room:

"There's so much food on this table..."

"Yeah, but you have to eat it all, dear."

"Can't I just eat half?"

"No, that's not allowed."

"Ah... I suddenly remembered something important at work."

"You can't leave until you finish eating."

"Ahhhhh!!! Mei Hong... I... I can't breathe."

I heard my dad scream from the dining room. All I could do was pray that he would successfully pass this test and then I closed the door.