"Kids, don't talk nonsense. Your Sister Shuangshuang is only ten, like my sister." Lu Yuanfeng softly rebuked Yuanbao, though a strange emotion flickered through his heart as Yuanbao spoke.
Yuanbao pouted and whispered, "That's not true. My Sister Shuangshuang is already thirteen and could marry in two years. If she doesn't marry you, she'll marry someone else. It'd be better if Second Brother married her. Then Sister Shuangshuang could make lots of grasshoppers. You have no idea how much Da Long likes my grasshopper; he asked me to lend it to him, but I couldn't bear to."
The grasshopper was a gift exchanged with Little Zhi and couldn't be touched by anyone else, or Little Zhi would be upset, Yuanbao thought.
Lu Yuanfeng furrowed his brow, not because of Yuanbao's later words, but the earlier claim that Shuangshuang was thirteen. Afraid he had misheard, he asked again, "Shuangshuang is thirteen?"
