Su Luo further inquired, "You said you have a sister, what does your sister usually call you at home?"
"My sister naturally calls me 'brother'!"
"What does your sister like to eat the most? Does she eat braised pork?"
The little beggar, thinking Su Luo wanted to buy him braised pork, nodded immediately, "She loves braised pork the most, she can eat half a bowl at a time!"
The Fat Manager's face changed color; several times he wanted to speak, but when Su Luo glanced his way, he didn't dare make a move!
Su Luo chuckled lightly, then asked, "How old did you say your sister was again?"
Without hesitation, the little beggar answered, "Eight months!"
"Ah..." Su Luo drew out the sound, "An eight-month-old child can already call 'brother,' and can eat braised pork, half a bowl at a time! And you are a little beggar, where would you get half a bowl of braised pork? Why don't you explain that to me?"