Hard work after winning the lottery

Sitao spent three whole nights, working day and night, building Lego.

Finally, they spelled out two huge, colorful characters that even had LED light strips flashing – “Brother”.

Every night, as soon as Nuannuan leaves her room...

Sitao, like a cheerleader holding up a sign, waved the huge Lego sign wildly in front of Nuannuan.

"Look here! Look here! What's this? It's my brother!"

That sign was flashing like it was from a disco.

Nuannuan stared at it with wide eyes, and every time she looked at it, she would excitedly try to pry off the LED beads, completely ignoring what those two words meant.

This "battle for the older brother" lasted for a full half month.

The three older brothers are almost obsessed.

He even shouts "Call me brother" in his dreams.

However, surprises always come unexpectedly.

That weekend afternoon.

The cicadas outside the window were chirping rather languidly, and the air conditioning inside was on full blast.

Zhou Yanjin went to the company for an emergency meeting, while Hua Yun was in the study processing documents.

There were only four children in the living room.

Nuan Nuan sat in her own throne-like dining chair, with a plate of cut fruit in front of her.

The three older brothers were unusually quiet for a while today.

Si'an was hunched over a small table, writing math problems, her brow furrowed.

Sitao was lying face down on the carpet, trying to fix the Transformer whose leg he had accidentally broken earlier.

Only Sile, holding the picture book whose edges were already curled from being flipped through, sat next to Nuannuan.

"Come on, little sister, let's tell a story."

Si Le opened the picture book, her voice gentle.

Although the competition was fierce, it must be said that Sile was indeed the most patient one.

Nuannuan obediently nibbled on a piece of cantaloupe, her big eyes blinking as she looked at the picture book.

Turn the page.

The picture shows a grassy field, sunshine, and three cartoon boys holding hands and playing soccer.

The art style is cute, and the colors are vibrant.

Sile pointed to the three little figures, instinctively wanting to introduce them: "Look, these are children..."

Sudden.

Nuannuan, who had been quietly observing the situation, suddenly stopped moving.

She swallowed the cantaloupe in her mouth and stretched out her little hand, which was covered in juice.

The short index finger first landed on the picture book.

He pointed to a little boy in the painting.

Then, she looked up.

His gaze swept around the living room.

She stretched out her chubby little hand and pointed accurately at Sile beside her.

That was her second brother, whom she knew best and who sang to her every day.

Immediately afterwards, he twirled his finger.

He pointed to his elder brother, Si'an, who was biting his pen and deep in thought.

Finally, move your finger down.

He pointed to the third brother, Si Tao, who was lying on the ground with his butt sticking up high, completely lacking any decorum.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Sile seemed to sense something was amiss, and held her breath, not daring to utter a sound.

Nuan Nuan's pink lips pouted slightly.

It seems like I'm gathering all the "noise" I've heard these past few days, integrating, filtering, and refining it in my mind.

at last.

A voice, sweetly childlike yet unusually firm, broke the afternoon's tranquility:

"Okay—okay."

He's not the typical "older brother".

That's a unique "de de" sound that belongs to a one-year-old baby—it's unclear in pronunciation but incredibly cute.

Sile was stunned.

The picture book in my hand slipped and fell to the ground with a "thud".

He even suspected he was hallucinating.

"Okay!"

Nuan Nuan seemed quite satisfied with the syllable she had uttered.

She clapped her juice-covered hands, then called out to Sitao, who was lying on the ground, this time even louder: "Dede!!"

"Clang!"

A loud bang.

Si Tao seemed to have springs in his buttocks, and suddenly sprang up from the ground.

He stood up too suddenly and his knee slammed hard against the corner of the coffee table.

"hiss--!"

Normally, Si Tao would have screamed the whole world out of her wits.

But at this moment, he didn't even rub it, as if he couldn't feel the pain, and he tumbled and crawled to the dining chair.

That little face, covered in dust, was filled with disbelief and ecstasy.

"You called me?! Didn't you just call me?!"

Si Tao was so excited that her voice was trembling. She gripped the armrest of the dining chair and her eyes were wide open like saucers.

Si'an also dropped the pen in her hand.

The eldest brother who is usually the most composed and mature-looking.

He rushed over in a few steps, trying his best to remain calm, but his rapid breathing betrayed him.

Three heads instantly crowded in front of Nuannuan.

Six eyes were fixed intently on this little tyrant.

Nuannuan looked at the three magnified faces in front of her.

She tilted her head, somewhat confused.

Weren't we just supposed to listen? Why is it so scary now?

Nuannuan grinned, revealing her six little white teeth, her smile as sweet as honey.

She looked at Si'an and called out crisply, "Dede!"

Turning to look at Sile: "Okay, okay!"

Then look at Sitao: "Okay!"

Everyone gets a share!

Not one was left out!

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

Si Tao let out a scream and hugged Sile tightly. "She screamed! She called me Dede! I am Dede!"

Sile, her face flushed with excitement, exclaimed, "Nonsense! She clearly pointed at me first! She called my name first!"

"Regardless of who you call first, you've already called them!"

Even the rational Si'an lost it, her lips curling into a wild, uncontrollable grin. She reached out and gently pinched Nuannuan's chubby cheek. "Say it again, and Big Brother will buy you a whole set of Ultraman... no, I mean, Barbie dolls!"

"I'm going to tell Mom!"

"I want to call my dad!"

At that moment, the roof of the Zhou family's old house was almost blown off.

When Hua Yun rushed out of the study, she thought her child was causing trouble.

As a result, you see the three sons who usually don't yield to each other, now surrounding their sister, each grinning like a landlord's silly sons.

"Mom! My little sister called me 'brother'! And she said it so clearly!"

Sitao rushed over, beaming with pride, "It must be my Lego brand that made the difference!"

"Bullshit! It was clearly my singing that moved her!"

"It was through the subtle influence of my flashcards!"

Hua Yun couldn't help but laugh as she watched her three brothers arguing heatedly.

She went over and kissed her daughter's forehead.

"Our Nuannuan is so great, she can call me 'brother' now."

That evening, Zhou Yanjin returned home from get off work and was treated with considerable indifference.

The daughter, who usually rushes over and calls for her father, is surrounded by her three older brothers today and can't squeeze in at all.

"Okay, hug!"

Nuannuan reached out her hand and acted coquettishly towards Si'an.

Si'an's aloof expression instantly crumbled. She clumsily and carefully picked up her younger sister and even spun her around in place.

"Hey, big brother, hug me."

Zhou Yanjin stood to the side, watching this scene, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart.

So he's fallen out of favor?

"Ahem." President Zhou tried to make his presence known, "Nuan Nuan, Daddy's home."

Nuannuan peeked out from her older brother's shoulder and glanced at her father.

Then he waved his hand dismissively: "Dad—"

He immediately turned around, grabbed Si'an by the collar, and shouted, "Giddy up! Giddy up!"

This is treating the older brother like a horse.

Zhou Yanjin: "..."

Her status in the family is declining day by day.