Chapter 59 Big Brother, I’ll Help You

Chapter 59 Big Brother, I'll Help You

"Big Brother Meng, don't you want to call my name?"

Ruan Qing stood to the side, noticing Meng Ci's daze and began to play the victim.

"Big Brother Meng, is there something wrong with what I did? Is that why you dislike me so much?"

"If there's anything wrong with what I did, tell me, and I'll change it right away."

Meng Ci hurriedly shook his head. "No, no!"

"You did very well."

Well, this is our first meeting; who knows if it was good or not?

"Then, big brother, will you call me by name?" Ruan Qing looked at Meng Ci expectantly.

Meng Ci gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, yes."

Well, how come after just a moment, he's calling me big brother?

"Hey, Shen Que, wait for me!"

Over there, Shen Que couldn't wait any longer and carried a bundle of firewood away.

Ignoring Meng Ci's calls, Shen Que quickly disappeared on the fifth floor.

"Big brother, ignore him!"

"He's a grown man, and he smells bad. Let's play less with him."

Meng Ci looked at himself and then at Ruan Qing. What does he mean by Shen Que being a grown man?

Am I not one too? Did Ruan Qing forget that I'm also a guy?

And Shen Que, that guy, is too unhelpful!

Upon witnessing my entanglement with a manipulative young man, he made no attempt to lend a hand but rather fled the scene.

Meng Ci decided that today, he would only give Shen Que a third of the firewood and wouldn't cook for him anymore.

Picking up a bundle of firewood, Meng Ci placed it on his shoulder and started to climb the stairs.

"Big brother, wait for me; I'll help carry it too!" Seeing another bundle of firewood nearby, Ruan Qing suggested.

But Ruan Qing turned red in the face without being able to lift the firewood from the ground.

Yet, he was stubborn and refused to give up, even thinking it was because of his clothes.

He believed that wearing too many layers was limiting his strength.

"Big brother, wait a moment; I'll take off my clothes and come back!"

Seeing him about to undress, Meng Ci quickly stopped him. It wouldn't be right if he caught a cold over such a trivial matter.

"Don't take them off!"

"Come help me carry the firewood; I can barely manage!"

Meng Ci pretended to stumble, making the firewood on his shoulder almost fall.

"Okay, big brother!"

"I'm coming right now!"

Hearing this, Ruan Qing happily ran over and lifted the wood.

"Big brother, is it easier now?"

"Mm." Honestly, Meng Ci didn't feel any lighter load, but seeing Ruan Qing's happy expression, he didn't say anything.

Meanwhile, Shen Que had already carried his bundle upstairs. Seeing Meng Ci and Ruan Qing still struggling, he passed by without a word and continued carrying his load.

"Big brother, let's go faster," Ruan Qing said from behind.

"Mm." Meng Ci nodded and quickened his pace.

Since Shen Que had already carried his bundle up, he needed to speed up and not fall behind.

After climbing two floors, Ruan Qing started to complain about Shen Que.

"Big brother, look at that big guy. He just carried an extra bundle of firewood; why does he have such a dark face?"

"He's really scary!"

Meng Ci explained for Shen Que: "He just doesn't like smiling; it doesn't mean anything else."

Ruan Qing pouted, looking aggrieved. "Does big brother think I'm being cowardly and trying to cause trouble between you two?"

"No." Even without turning around, Meng Ci could imagine Ruan Qing's aggrieved face and felt utterly exhausted.

Why are some men so fond of green tea? He was on the verge of madness.

Dumping the firewood on the seventeenth-floor corridor, Meng Ci planned to go down and carry another bundle.

Ruan Qing, however, stopped at the ninth floor.

"Big brother, I have something else to do today, so I won't be able to help you further."

"Tomorrow, I'll come find you again!"

"Okay!" Meng Ci agreed, thanking his lucky stars that this little troublemaker was finally leaving.

Ruan Qing used the key to unlock the chain securing the ninth-floor stairwell door, went in, waved goodbye to Meng Ci, and then closed the door tightly behind him.

There were three bundles of firewood in total. Meng Ci had gone down this time to collect some loose wood and an inflatable boat.

Shen Que had already found a bag and was loading the firewood into it. Seeing that Shen Que had almost finished, Meng Ci prepared to carry one bundle of firewood.

Shen Que didn't let him.

"Aren't you too weak to carry it?" As he spoke, Shen Que handed the bag of firewood to Meng Ci.

"Who said I can't carry it?" Meng Ci protested indignantly.

Before the storm, they could say he was weak and had no strength, but after so long, he had become quite strong through exercise.

Shen Que snatched the wood from his hands. "If you can carry it, why did you ask for help?"

After saying this, Shen Que shouldered the firewood and carried an inflatable boat with his other hand, heading upstairs.

Meng Ci reluctantly took the firewood and rubber boat from the bag, grumbling as he followed behind.

"It was Ruan Qing who insisted on helping. I couldn't stop him."

"With his small frame, he wants to carry firewood? Does he look like someone who can lift it?"

"If I hadn't let him help, the kid might have frozen to death here."

After hearing this explanation, Shen Que's pace quickened, and Meng Ci gradually fell behind.

Was he on fire today or something? How could he run so fast?

Once upstairs, Shen Que divided the firewood strictly into two portions, showing no intention of giving Meng Ci more.

After bringing the divided firewood into the house, he slammed the door shut, leaving a bewildered Meng Ci wondering what was wrong with him.

Sighing, Meng Ci carried the firewood back.

Then he started cooking. When he put water to boil noodles, he instinctively measured enough for two people but quickly realized.

Shen Que was already upset with him; why should he cook for him?

Besides, his arm was healed now, so there was no need to take care of him anymore.

With this thought, Meng Ci removed the extra water.

He cooked a bowl of shrimp noodles, enjoying it thoroughly.

In the past few days, to keep Shen Que from discovering his stash of good food, he had been eating grass for days.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

Suddenly, Meng Ci heard a sound similar to a rat's squeaking, and he instantly became alert.

Had a rat gotten into the house?

During such heavy rain, if he wasn't even fully fed, how could he feed a rat?

Thinking this, Meng Ci grabbed a book, ready to smack the rat.

The sound seemed to be coming from where the rabbits were fed. When he went to check, Meng Ci was astonished.

"When did this happen?"

This morning, when Meng Ci came to feed the rabbits, he hadn't noticed any signs of them giving birth!

However, Meng Ci had prepared beforehand. The rabbit hutch already had various wood shavings, and someone had brought back a cotton blanket, likely from a baby's bed, which had been washed and laid inside.