RDD 72

RDD 72

"Brother, did Sean talk to you about me?" I asked, looking at his face.

Damn, his mustache is sophisticated!

Instead of answering my question, Jeremy just nodded and came out of the car.

He looked at me, then glanced at my family. He didn't linger and gave me something instead.

He gave me a key.

"What's this?"

I frowned. Why do my brothers keep giving me stuff?

If this is a novel, readers will probably be disappointed because I easily received these things. They will probably rate my novel lower than three stars. They will say that my grammar sucks and I keep using past tenses.

I'm from the Philippines. There's no right or wrong grammar here, heck, we don't even use the right grammatical number. Everything is singular.

Jeremy just smiled.

"Brother, please speak. I know that you can speak. We had a conversation last ten years ago regarding tits, asses, and thighs. You said you like tits while Sean prefers thighs. As for me, obviously I like ass. So please don't use this mute game with me."

Heck, Jeremy said that he likes big firm tits. A man of culture.

"..."

I already have an idea about the key that he gave me. It reminded me of something.

But I feel bad.

I didn't work to get these things, the house and shop. They just fell into my hands.

Perhaps the Goddess is helping me right now.

"Mommy? What does tits mean?"

Sophia asked her mother innocently.

Penelope lips twitched and looked at me. Thankfully, I was busy talking to my brother so I didn't sense her cold gaze.

"The car is yours from the start. Don't worry, I keep it safe."

... Damn.

Jeremy's voice is so fucking heavy. Like I'm listening to Morgan Freeman.

Is it because he is tired these days and his voice is hoarse?

He pointed to a car a bit far from the shop. I turned around and saw the old car that my Dad gave me in 1993.

"1992 Toyota Pickup Truck..."

To be honest, this car was one of my least favorites because only two people can get in. The purpose of this car was to be a pickup truck. Simple as that.

It was much smaller than a truck but it was enough to buy ingredients in the wet market.

I looked at Jeremy with shock.

He nodded and signaled me to approach the car.

"..."

I gulped and walked to the car.

With the key that Jeremy gave me, I opened the car and sat inside.

"Brother... Thanks."

Compared to my young years when I'm a complete asshole, I'm a different person now.

I appreciate every goodwill I received. My arrogance was dissolved by hardship and reality.

I'm a family man now. I need to be mature for the kids. Accepting this gift is not wrong.

"Looks like you like it. I have more to give you."

"Brother, what are you even talking about--"

Before I could finish my sentence, a truck that was filled with kitchen equipment entered my sight.

"Brother don't tell me..."

"These are the old cooking equipment from the factory. They are just rotting in the warehouse so you should use them."

"Bro..."

I sniffed.

Unlike Sean who likes to use physical strength to show his love, I prefer Jeremy's silent but firm love.

"Let me hug you, bro."

"Don't touch me. It's gay."

"..."

I almost choked.

So things happened and I helped the people from the factory to put the equipment into the shop.

My wife and two children were watching a few meters away.

As for Jeremy, he left after delivering this stuff to our shop.

He gave us a mixer for the bread/meat. He gave us a meat grinder as well.

Is that a meat refrigerator?

The only thing missing is the frying stove. Well, I with my budget, I can buy one.

I didn't know what to say. My brothers really love me...

I suddenly realized that I'm an asshole for not contacting them for six years. I left my brothers hanging.

I wiped my tears and entered the shop. Penelope squeezed my arm, looking at me with concern.

I'm acting childish right now. But my tears and snot are running down and I can't control them.

"..."

It took me a few minutes to settle my emotions. I looked inside the shop and found that it was wide, enough for the kitchen and a few tables.

"Looks like I have to find a contractor to renovate the place."

The dust was all around that Penelope frowned. This place might be empty for some time now.

Now that we checked the shop and made sure that the appliances inside were safe, we closed the shop again.

We just want to see the shop for the first time. Tomorrow, I will contact a contractor to renovate the shop.

The ambiance of the shop was already great. I just need to build a kitchen inside and everything would be okay. I can start the business then.

Oh, I almost forgot, I have to register my business.

"Now that I think about it. Honey, why don't we register our residency in Cavite? Since we're going to live here from now on, it's good to change our family register. Besides, Roman needs to enroll in an Elementary school this year.

Because Roman inherited his mother's IQ, he didn't have a problem learning things in kindergarten. So he passed just like that.

Kindergarten is pretty lenient back in the 1990s and early 2000s. As long as a kid behaves nicely, the teachers will pass them. Simple as that.

"Okay, you can register us tomorrow."

One adult is already enough for this kind of thing. On top of that, Penelope needs to take care of the kids.

After meeting my eldest brother for the first time, we returned to the house using the Toyota Pickup Truck.

It was a good thing that the children were small. Or else the car would be cramped.