As a seasoned novel enthusiast, Wen Shuqiao never expected to catch the transmigration trend herself. The bad news is that she transmigrated into a healing-oriented Long Aotian novel, becoming the ...
Shen Jiazhou led him into the convenience store: "Choose one."
He reached out and picked up two bottles of mineral water, but then, for some reason, put one back.
Can Can didn't notice her uncle's actions and tilted her head to choose the strawberry milk she usually drank.
After everyone had chosen their water, he took Can Can to pay the bill. A group of people had just left, and Shen Jia Zhou went to pay. They only had to wait a few minutes before it was their turn.
Holding the hot sausage, Can Can asked, "Auntie, aren't you going to eat some?"
Shen Jiazhou said, "Auntie doesn't eat."
Wen Shuqiao just sent him a message saying she doesn't eat grilled sausages.
Shen Jiazhou didn't have any particular interest in this; buying just one would be enough.
Can Can said "Oh," and he took his uncle's hand, blowing on the sausage as he swallowed his saliva several times.
Shen Jiazhou chuckled: "Little glutton."
Upon hearing this, Can Can raised his head and said matter-of-factly, "Yes, I am a pig, so what?"
Shen Jiazhou clicked his tongue lightly: "Tell me again when we get back, and I'll record it for you so your aunt and I can watch it when we're old."
Oh, of course, we'll show it when Can Can gets married too. What an adorable child! Everyone should see it.
Can Can was unaware of his uncle's wicked intentions. He quietly snorted, "I won't tell anyone! I want to turn my uncle into a pig too!"
The uncle and nephew, each with their own worries, went back to find Wen Shuqiao.
Just then, she saw a boy wearing a loose hoodie talking to Wen Shuqiao on his phone from a distance. Wen Shuqiao glanced at him and the two of them happily exchanged contact information.
Shen Jiazhou's eyes widened when he saw this.
Can Can saw it too, and asked in confusion, "Uncle, who's talking to Auntie?"
I don't even recognize the kid!