He referred to his elder brother, meaning Sheng.
Xiqiu asked again, "Do you understand the meaning of it? Do you like it?" Min nodded.
Xiqiu looked at the table full of unfinished dishes, her face full of worry, "Min, can you do your mother a favor?"
"What?" Min instinctively asked, showing a guarded expression.
Xiqiu seemed unaware, she pointed to the three or four kinds of porridge, small dishes, and snacks on the table, "Min, can you help mother finish all of these?"
Min was stunned, his small round face showing other expressions in front of Xiqiu for the first time, she looked at Xiqiu with confusion and then at the things on the table...
It was only then that she suddenly realized why she had just suddenly recited poetry!
He looked hesitant, standing there motionless, Xiqiu smiled at him, "Thank you, Min."
