Daxton Lancaster instinctively turned back to look at the mother and two children on the sofa, his lips curling into a happy arc, "Joseph, how can that be the same? When you have your own wife and children, and you all live under one roof, that is true happiness."
"How is it different?" Joseph Lancaster put the wine kettle back, rested his hands on his knees, lowered his gaze to the white wine in the cup, and laughed, "You're my brother, my closest person, sister-in-law and nephew are also my closest people. We eat together every day; isn't that family reunion?"
"That's how it sounds, but you should have a woman to take care of you." Daxton Lancaster said earnestly, feeling pained as an older brother seeing his sibling always alone.
After Daxton finished speaking, Joseph shook his hand, "Having one more woman means more worries. Joseph is weary at heart now and ready to give up, big brother, please don't push me; you promised, didn't you!"
