He suddenly felt a sense of frustration.

After calming the little girl down, Su Ping put her down on the ground, but the little girl clearly didn't want to leave her and clung to her neck, refusing to get down.

Seeing this, Shen Silan walked up and wanted to say something to make her presence known.

But he forgot that he was still holding a dragonfly. Seeing that the little girl was about to cry again, Su Ping quickly patted her back.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Dragonflies aren't scary at all. Look at their little wings, aren't they beautiful?"

After listening to Su Ping's words, the little girl hesitated for a while before forcing herself to open her eyes and look at the little guy in Shen Silan's hands.

Indeed, under the sun, the dragonfly's wings are transparent and shiny, emitting colorful light like a rainbow.

"Mmm." The little girl nodded in agreement, her voice thick with a nasal tone, yet sounding very obedient.

"Silan didn't mean to scare you, let's forgive him, okay?"

This ugly woman actually spoke up for him?

Shen Silan felt a little awkward, but she couldn't help but feel a little expectant.

Will Xiaomei forgive him?

Xiao Mei's eyes were only on Su Ping's face, which she couldn't take her eyes off. Hearing what she said, she nodded shyly and said, "Mm."

In an instant, Su Ping's image in Shen Silan's mind became much more impressive, even surpassing that of Shen Jiayu.

Watching the two of them laughing and frolicking among the flowers, Su Ping couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Ah, the carefree days of childhood.

"You like children that much?"

Shen Jiayu's voice came from behind, startling Su Ping.

Does this person walk without making a sound?

But what did he mean by that sentence?

Although she didn't understand, Su Ping nodded.

"two."

Shen Jiayu coughed twice and looked at Su Ping somewhat awkwardly.

That expression...

Su Ping immediately realized, "No, no, Mr. Chen, I didn't have that idea!"

Hearing her address, Shen Jiayu frowned. Why hadn't he noticed how unpleasant the address sounded before?

"President Shen? Find someone else, I don't like him."

Why is this old man so pretentious?

"Then what should I shout? You won't let me shout what I want to shout."

Su Ping reached out and hugged his waist, her voice full of grievance.

Hearing her coquettish voice, Shen Jiayu felt inexplicably good.

It seems that after spending these days together, the obsession in his heart has gradually faded, all because of her.

"what ever."

Oh?

Su Ping perked up and tentatively asked, "A-Yu?"

One second, two seconds.

Su Ping felt like she was flirting with death when she heard his voice from above.

"Um."

This face-slapping moment was so satisfying! Su Ping even wanted to ask him if he remembered what she had said before.

On the other side, Xiao Mei looked up and saw that Fairy Sister was being held in the arms of Shen Silan's uncle, and she was a little unhappy.

"Silan, who is that fairy sister? She's so beautiful."

Shen Silan glanced at her, then stepped forward and tried to stand on tiptoe to block Xiao Mei's view.

"She's my aunt, hehehe."

Seeing Xiao Mei's suddenly crestfallen face, Shen Silan felt a surge of satisfaction.

He suddenly felt fortunate that the ugly woman liked his uncle, and since his uncle was so old, it would be good if he got married sooner.

"There's a charity gala next Wednesday, and I need a female companion."

Shen Jiayu patted Su Ping's head, the implication being obvious.

Next Wednesday?

Su Ping blinked and abruptly pulled away from his embrace.

"What's wrong? Did you have something to do that day?"

Seeing her strong reaction, Shen Jiayu asked.

Of course she had something to do; she was accompanying Tu Hengchuan home that day to pay respects to his mother.

But he definitely couldn't know this. Su Ping blinked and said, "I'm afraid that day won't work. It's my uncle's birthday, and my dad isn't in the country, so I'll have to go myself."

[Host, your father was the only son in three generations, where did you get an uncle from?]

Anyway, Shen Jiayu won't investigate, so let's just brush it off for now. Besides, Uncle Feng's birthday is coming up soon.

As expected, Shen Jiayu nodded after hearing her words and did not ask any further questions.

Shen Silan's homework was simple: to draw a picture with her parents' help.

But this kid has never had any artistic talent; he can draw flowers and make them look like cow dung.

After demonstrating it to him several times, Shen Jiayu gave up and decided to pass this headache on to someone else.

Su Ping was the first major victim he could think of.

"What do you think this is?"

Su Ping stared at the three-headed man on the drawing paper, and then everything went black.

Shen Silan glanced at Xiao Mei beside her and saw a look of disgust in her eyes. She answered somewhat reluctantly, "Duck."

? ? ?

Whose duck has three heads?

Shen Jiayu tapped him on the head and laughed in exasperation.

"Uncle, this isn't a head, it's an eye!"

Shen Silan covered her forehead and loudly retorted.

"Alright, alright, leave it to me."

Su Ping calmed Shen Jiayu down and then took out another sheet of drawing paper.

Why did Silan want to draw ducks?

After stammering for a while, Shen Silan finally lowered her head shyly: "Because Xiaomei likes it."

This kid has a bright future ahead of him; he's been a hopeless romantic since he was little.

"Come on, I'll teach you a mnemonic."

There's a formula for drawing ducks? Shen Jiayu scoffed, but still pricked up his ears out of curiosity.

He wanted to hear how she would make it up.

Then he heard Su Ping solemnly hug Shen Silan and place his hand on the paper.

"Today is Tuesday. I got 0.2 on the test. I ran out with my mouth pointed out. My name is Xiaoxiao."

What's that's so strange?

Before Shen Jiayu could react, he heard Shen Silan shout excitedly.

"I learned!"

impossible.

Unconvinced, Shen Jiayu pulled the paper in front of him and, sure enough, saw a simple line drawing of a duck on it.

This works?

Seeing his stunned expression, Su Ping raised an eyebrow triumphantly.

You wouldn't believe it, you country bumpkin, this is something I played with when I was a kid!

"Sister is so amazing!" Xiao Mei looked at Su Ping with eyes full of admiration, her little hands clapping until they were red.

"Is there more? Is there more?" Shen Silan discovered for the first time that drawing could be so fun, and she wouldn't let go of Su Ping.

Shen Jiayu also became interested and leaned his body slightly in this direction.

He wanted to see what else he didn't know.

"Silan, would you like to draw your uncle?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Jiayu's smile froze, and he had a bad feeling.

Shen Silan was somewhat eager to try, but she backed down after meeting Shen Jiayu's gaze.

After all, he can draw a flower and it looks like cow dung. If someone were to draw him in front of his uncle, he would be beaten to death.

"Don't be afraid, I'll teach you!"

Su Ping hugged him back and began casting the spell.

"An old man named Ding owes me two eggs. I said I'd pay him back in three days, but he said he'd pay me back in four. He also owes me a big sesame seed cake, three leeks for 33 cents, a piece of tofu for 66 cents, and a string of candied hawthorns for 77 cents!"