If I Have a Bite of Rice, You Will Have a Bowl of Brush.

Brother, follow me around, not brother. As long as you have a bowl of rice from your brother in the future, the bowl will be cleaned by you without anyone else. Seeing what the man in front of me said shamelessly, I really wanted to fight him, but I held it back in the end. Looking at the white-flowered Grandpa Mao in front of him, he directly established his identity. I am Li Wan, and my eldest brother Qiong next to me is rich. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.