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"Wife, you are so beautiful. How come you are so beautiful? You seem to be even more beautiful than the female stars on the posters on the wall." Shen Jianlin continued.

Lin Xiujuan's face turned even redder with embarrassment, like a peach blossom in spring. She reached out and patted Shen Jianlin, "You are the only one who talks nonsense."

Shen Jianlin laughed and even felt a sense of pride walking with Lin Xiujuan.

Seeing some men passing by staring at his wife, he immediately glared at them and said, "What are you looking at? This is my wife!"

Some men were indeed attracted to Lin Xiujuan, but when they heard Shen Jianlin say that she was his wife, they suddenly felt disappointed and could only walk away in disappointment.

When the two came back here, Mrs. Shen saw the skirt Lin Xiujuan was wearing and couldn't help but praise her: "Xiujuan, this skirt really suits you, it looks good!"

Lin Xiujuan was a little embarrassed. "Mom, this skirt is very expensive, it's twelve yuan. I asked Jianlin not to buy it, but he insisted. I... will try it on for you to see. If you don't like it, you can return it."

"Why not? It's so pretty!"

The more Mrs. Shen looked at the skirt, the better she thought it was, but she still liked it because her daughter-in-law was pretty. No wonder she gave birth to a daughter as lovely as Fubao.

Although Shen Jianlin looks pretty good and is considered the most handsome man in the area, in the eyes of old lady Shen, her son is just a weed. No matter how good-looking he is, he is just mediocre and barely pleasing to the eye.

Fubao could see that Lin Xiujuan liked him, but she just felt sorry for the money.

Thinking that my mother hadn't bought new clothes for a long time, and even wore her old clothes during the Chinese New Year, I walked over and hugged her, looking up at her, "Mom, this dress looks really good on you, shall we buy it? If you can't bear to part with it, I'll give it to you!"

Shen Jianlin stretched out his big hand and rubbed Fubao's little head, "Don't worry, Nannan, Dad has paid for this skirt and has already bought it."

"Hehe, that's good! Mom and Dad, I bought things for you too!" Fubao gestured to them to look at the several sets of clothes in Old Man Shen's hands, as if he was presenting treasures. They were neatly folded and packed in transparent bags.

Two of them are obviously from Shen Jianlin and Lin Xiujuan.

Shen Jianlin happily picked up Fubao, kissed her on the face again and again, and rubbed her twice, "Nannan is really caring, she is worthy of being daddy's caring little cotton-padded jacket."

Fu Bao's two delicate eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and he puffed up his cheeks to complain, "Dad, you should shave!"

Shen Jianlin knew that his stubble had pricked her, and he laughed, "Dad didn't shave today. I'm sorry, Nannan. It's Dad's fault. Dad will shave right away when he gets home!"

"How dare you laugh? Your stubble hurts our daughter. Her skin is so delicate, aren't you afraid of getting hurt? If you don't shave in the future, you are not allowed to rub our daughter's face!" Old Mrs. Shen said unhappily. She rushed over and snatched Fubao away, looking at her red face with heartache.

People passing by saw Old Lady Shen holding Fubao with a look of loving care and doting on her face. They thought that the child looked quite old, at least four or five years old, and yet an adult was still holding him.

What's more, it's a girl, and it's really rare that he loves her so much.

After buying clothes and daily necessities, the family went to other stores and bought some candies that the children liked, including a pound of White Rabbit milk candy, two pounds of fruit candies, and even half a pound of biscuits.

If the department store wasn't individually owned, these things would have to be purchased with sugar coupons and snack coupons.