"You're so imaginative," Min Rui tweaked his younger brother Ming Han's ear. "Think a bit, don't you know how Mom treats us?"
Ming Han rubbed his ear, which was sore from being pinched, and said aggrievedly, "I know, I know, but Mom is so young and beautiful, she must have lots of men liking her. And Dad is not only several years older than Mom, but the key point is that he's so busy with work that he hardly has time for Mom. Even when he finally gets a break, it's hard to see him smile. Do you think Mom is happy with someone like Dad?"
"You're really worrying too much!"
Min Rui glared at his younger brother Ming Han with annoyance. "Listen to me carefully: Mom and Dad are doing just fine together. If you keep talking nonsense, watch out or I'll smack you!"
"Dad is just a big block of ice, and with us three as extra baggage, I think he's not great at all. Why did Mom marry him in the first place?"
"Who are you calling extra baggage?"
