Both Yolanda and her brothers lived on the second floor. From the end of the stairs, there were rooms of Bruce, Brad, and Harry on the left, and Sam, Jacob, and she on the right.

Yolanda stood at the door of Bruce's room, a little nervous.

Thinking that she had promised Ruth to complete the task, she took a deep breath to calm down before knocking on the door.

She knocked three times, but no sound came from the room.

Yolanda knocked again and said softly, "Bruce, get up."

“I’ve got up.”

Yolanda was startled by the sudden voice behind her and turned around.

Bruce dressed in black home clothes, looking at her kindly.

His hair in front of his forehead was dripping with water droplets, and his body was emitting shampoo's fragrance, making him look refreshing.

“Bruce, breakfast is ready. Let’s go down to eat.” Yolanda's voice was sweet and soft.

Bruce smiled and reached out his hand to rub Yolanda’s furry hair, and Yolanda obediently let him do it without resistance.

"Thank you, Yora. I'll go down right away." Seeing that Yolanda glanced at Brad's door, Bruce asked, "Are you going to ask others to get up?"

Yolanda nodded and said, "Grandma asked me to wake up all my brothers."

Bruce thought for a moment and said, "Okay, be careful. It's okay for others, but Jacob is easy to lose his temper when he wakes up. If he gets angry with you, don't be angry. Tell me, and I'll go teach him a lesson."

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“Okay, I see. Thank you, Bruce.”

Yolanda moved to the door of Brad's room, and she was less nervous this time.

He gently knocked on the door, then leaned against the door and said softly, "Brad, get up."

Yolanda stood at the door waiting for a while, but there was no movement inside. As she was about to knock again, she heard Brad walking towards the door, seemingly in slippers.

Yolanda took a step back and straightened her waist, waiting for Brad to open the door.

With a click, Brad opened the door.

He was naked with his strong upper body, and below was a plump and colorful pair of shorts. His hair was messy, and his gaze was blurred.

“Brad, Grandma asked me to wake you up, and breakfast is ready.”

Brad leaned against the door, rubbed his eyes, and yawned. Tears moistened his eyes before he could see Yolanda.

He looked at Yolanda for a while. Thinking of something, he smiled and grabbed her face, gently pinching it.

Brad’s movements were light, so Yolanda didn’t feel pain.

“Brad.” Yolanda frowned.

"I know. If you let me pinch your face, I'll go wash up." Brad felt Yolanda's face was very soft, and he wanted to pinch it for a while.

Yolanda stood obediently in front of him, letting him pinch her face.

Seeing Yolanda's serious expression, Brad was amused and asked, "Why don’t you resist?"

“It doesn't hurt.”

Brad sighed helplessly, let go of his hand, and rubbed Yolanda’s face. "You have such a soft temper, and you will be bullied outside."

Yolanda blinked her eyes, looking innocent.

"Remember, except for me, no one else is allowed to pinch your face. If someone bullies you, tell him my name, and I’m sure he will be scared out of his wits," Brad said proudly.

"Okay." Yolanda nodded.

"Yora, you’re good. I’ll protect you," Brad said, making a gesture of pounding his chest.

Yolanda followed his gesture, which made Brad burst into laughter.

Then Yolanda went to Harry’s room.

When she heard Harry’s voice, she pushed open the door and saw him sitting at his desk reading a book. The room was lit by a lamp.

The room was quiet, so Yolanda instinctively slowed her steps and said in a low voice, "Harry, Grandma asked you to go down for breakfast."

Harry nodded and elegantly flipped through a page of the book before getting up. Holding the book, he walked out with Yolanda.

Yolanda raised her eyebrows. Harry still loved reading so much.

She followed Harry out and hesitated between the doors of Sam’s room and Jacob’s room.

Which room should she go to first?

Suddenly, Yolanda thought of Bruce reminding her that Jacob was easy to lose his temper when he woke up.

"Maybe I should let Jacob sleep a little longer," Yolanda murmured.

She turned around and walked to the door of Sam's room, knocking and softly saying, "Sam, get up."

Before she could finish, there was a sound of something falling to the ground in the room, with a loud thud.

"Sam..."

Yolanda wanted to push the door in, but she thought it was impolite to enter Sam’s room without his consent.

She was worried about Sam, so she leaned over the door and shouted, "Sam, what's wrong?"

"I'm fine," Sam’s panicked voice sounded in the room. Then he asked, "What did you say?"

“Grandma asked you to go down for breakfast.”

"Okay, I see. You go wake Jacob up," Sam said.

Yolanda slowly walked to Jacob's room door, feeling very nervous.