When they returned to the main courtyard, Old Madam Liu and Aunt Zhang had already placed the dishes. Li Yu said to Xiaoyu, "Ruyi and the others are eating at the construction site. You and Seven Pounds can eat here."
"Brother Seven Pounds, let's eat together." Yangyang pulled Seven Jin onto a chair.
"Okay," Xiaoyu agreed readily. She looked at Seven Pounds sitting on the chair and smiled. "Aiyo, look, the brat is already at the table."
Seven Pounds frowned and looked at Xiaoyu unhappily. "My name isn't Brat. It's Seven Pounds."
"Alright! Your name is Seven Pounds, not Brat." They looked at Seven Pounds and laughed.
Wang Zhong was woken up by a piercing pain. When he opened his eyes, he realized that he was locked in a dark place. He could not see or hear anything. The pain in his wrist gnawed at him, and Wang Zhong slowly drifted into sleep.
