Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 72 - 71: Big Thighs Are Hard to Hug

Gong Ruini panted as she pushed the snow together, and Zhao Guangran worked hard to pile it up and pack it tightly.

Initially, Zhao Guangran wanted to slack off and thought just stacking the snow high would be enough, but Zhao Xuran wouldn’t let him off that easily.

With a light tap, the structure collapsed, leaving Zhao Guangran and Gong Ruini fuming.

But what use was anger? Offending Zhao Xuran might lead to an even harsher punishment.

"Brother Guangran, have some water." Gong Ruini poured a cup of water for Zhao Guangran.

At first, Gong Ruini and Zhao Guangran were going against each other, but to complete their task sooner, they had to band together.

Gasping for breath, Zhao Guangran stopped, "Thanks, sis."

Any remaining resentment gradually faded with their cooperation, plus arguing didn’t help now.

"Don’t mention it." Gong Ruini waved it off with a smile; honestly, she was quite surprised too.

Although she still thought of Zhao Guangran as a mischievous kid, he wasn’t too bad. Despite his initial sulking, he still put in the effort needed.

Zhao Guangran patted his stomach; even though the water helped a little, he was still hungry.

Zhao Guangran kept rubbing his stomach, "I’m so hungry."

Talking about hunger just made it worse. Gong Ruini was also starving; after so much physical work, their lunch was long gone.

Not to mention the previous tussle, the reserves in their stomachs were completely depleted.

"Stop talking about it; let’s work faster so we can eat." Gong Ruini patted her stomach, deciding to ignore it.

As long as she thought about being hungry, the feeling intensified. Better to finish the work quickly and go eat.

"Okay." Zhao Guangran couldn’t help but agree, smelling the aroma of food in the air, it was hard to resist.

Food always smelled good, but now with an empty stomach, the scent was even more tempting, "I just want to quit."

"Me too." Gong Ruini quietly chimed in.

Working on an empty stomach, the worst thing is the tantalizing smell of food, it’s practically torture.

"Why aren’t you working?" Zhao Xuran came out of the house, grinning at their whispering, but his words were far from pleasant.

"We’re about to eat; how long do you plan to keep busy?" Zhao Xuran glanced at the ground still covered in snow.

No way, were they really going to eat without us? Gong Ruini panicked.

Zhao Guangran was flustered, "Brother, brother, aren’t you going to wait for us?"

Zhao Guangran knew his big brother intended to teach them a lesson, but couldn’t they just show a good attitude?

Why wouldn’t they let them eat? Zhao Guangran was feeling wronged, "I’m hungry; I have no strength left."

"Right." Gong Ruini chimed in, standing by Zhao Guangran.

With a fierce look in his eyes, Zhao Xuran jokingly feigned fear, "No strength to work? That’s your problem."

And with that, Zhao Xuran pat his bottom as he walked back inside, knowing they wouldn’t dare defy him.

Just walked away like that? Gong Ruini, seeing Zhao Xuran’s back, wanted to strike out.

If it weren’t for the fear of punishment — no, being too hungry to move, she might have rushed over.

But after a few steps, Zhao Xuran spun around suddenly, "Haha, caught you. I thought if you really didn’t have the strength, you could come inside for a bite."

"But it seems you’re both full of energy." Zhao Xuran grinned broadly, quite pleased.

Hmph, bad guy, definitely a bad guy. Seeing his smile, Gong Ruini wanted to rush over. What was this, saying the opposite of what he meant?

Wait, how old was this kid? And he could already say things like this. Gong Ruini was shocked.

Such a precocious little devil; who knows how tricky he’ll be once he’s grown.

Moreover, who knows how many people he’ll trick in the future. Though he’s protective, he shows no mercy when dishing out punishments.

Gong Ruini had considered cozying up to him, but now it seemed like a risky endeavor.

Seems like if her parents want to apply to university, they need to be in different cities, definitely apart.

A strong ally is great, but once they turn on you, there’s no winning.

"Get back to work; staring at me won’t help. I’m not going to help you." Zhao Xuran waved them off once more before leaving.

This time, Gong Ruini and Zhao Guangran had learned their lesson, not daring to make a move. But even without their provocation, Zhao Xuran didn’t look back.

They were hoping to do a good job, at least get inside for something to eat, and ideally delay the task till tomorrow.

But Zhao Xuran didn’t look back, leaving Gong Ruini disappointed.

"Bad guy."

"Crafty fox." Gong Ruini disregarded Zhao Xuran’s brother standing beside her, scrunching her nose in judgment.

"Yeah, exactly, my brother is a bad guy." Zhao Guangran echoed her dissatisfaction.

"We’ve been working; we admitted our mistake." Zhao Guangran said, exasperated.

Despite their honest efforts, his brother still wouldn’t relent. Zhao Guangran was fuming, and had it not been for Gong Ruini beside him, he might have burst into tears.

"Yeah, alright, let’s just get back to work." Gong Ruini, despite her frustration and temptation to give Zhao Guangran a good slap, had to hold back.

Zhao Gang and Gong Tao returned to the yard just in time for dinner; they had a great harvest, each carrying big bags.

If not for the punishment, Gong Ruini would have rushed to ask how much they earned, but she should follow along to see the spoils.

"Dad, you’re back." Gong Ruini pitifully rubbed her stomach, asking weakly.

What was wrong with this girl? Zhao Guangran was startled by Gong Ruini’s weak voice after listening to her fierce talk earlier.

Seeing his daughter’s pitiful face, Gong Tao couldn’t bear it. About to step out to help, he heard Zhao Gang cough beside him.

A silent message from his friend prompted Gong Tao to reluctantly pat Gong Ruini’s head, "Do your work, finish up and eat earlier."

Then he headed inside, leaving a stunned Gong Ruini behind.

Gong Ruini was about to cry; what was happening? Before, he didn’t help because he had meetings, but why wasn’t he helping now?

Hmph, Zhao Xuran must have pulled some strings. How else could this be happening?

Crafty old fox, this grudge can’t go unsettled.

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