Song Lingsu caught Song Lingzhou, and as he lifted him up with effort, he laughed and said, "Fourth brother has grown taller; big brother here can hardly carry you now." Song Lingzhou stuck out his tongue and said, "If you can't carry me, you can always give me a piggyback ride. Surely, you can manage that."
"Indeed, I must practice regularly. Otherwise, if I can't even carry my younger brother, that would be a joke." Song Lingsu said seriously.
Song Lingjie walked over, extended his hand, teasing, "It's no big deal if you can't carry your brother, as long as you can carry your bride."
Song Lingsu felt his face grow warm. Their hands clasped as the cousins bumped into each other before letting go. He rebuked, "So, after not seeing you for a while, you've started to joke with big brother."
"That's because I heard from uncle that you're about to get engaged soon." Song Lingjie raised an eyebrow and said.
