Chapter 48 Nian Nian shows off Hua Hua

"Oh," Nian Nian readily agreed, "Brother Short, do you like it?"

Jiang Duan, who guessed the reason why Nian Nian changed her words, met Shi Linzhuo's gaze for a moment, then shifted his gaze back to Nian Nian: "Yeah."

Shi Linzhuo was a little confused. Was he being ignored by the little brat?

"Hey, Duan, right?" He spoke directly without any excuses or embellishments, and said frankly, "If Nian Nian calls you brother, I won't be able to tell the difference when she calls me brother. Besides, you should call me brother too. If Nian Nian doesn't change her mind, how can I tell the difference between so many brothers?"

That makes sense.

Shi Linzhuo's explanation made sense to Jiang Duan. He nodded, accepting what Nian Nian said, and politely said hello, "I understand. Hello, brother."

More words were choked back in his throat, and Shi Linzhuo was at a loss for words. He had thought that a boy of Jiang Duan's age would be difficult to deal with, but he turned out to be surprisingly easy to talk to.

He secretly sighed, admiring the fact that he was indeed a highly intelligent patient. His comprehension was clearly based on the logic of his language center, and conversation was effortless. His emotional expression was a little weak, but his logic was perfect.

Nian Nian, completely clueless about what was going on in their minds, was in high spirits, pulling Jiang Duan's hand, which was slightly larger than his, towards the sofa. Cheng Huili and Shi Guilin chatted, following their child's movements like a game with the auto-follow feature activated.

Yuan Yuan, who was cut off from his friendship, was broad-minded, and his dog had no grudges in his heart. He followed Nian Nian around casually, sniffing Jiang Duan and Cheng Huili as if he were unlocking new characters, and smelled the familiar smells, like an old man strolling in the park.

"Brother, short brother, look."

Nian Nian led the person to the pot of weeping jasmine under the TV.

A small patch of green leaves adorns the top, like the gentle top of an umbrella. Soft branches, covered with buds and newly opened white flowers, droop gracefully like strings of lustrous white beads.

Raised very beautifully.

As soon as Cheng Huili sat down, her attention was drawn to the weeping jasmine. "That flower is really well cared for. Luckily Dad wasn't here, or he would have criticized Uncle Shi for secretly learning some cultivation method behind his back."

Over the years, the competition between Jiang Shengjun and Shi Jianfeng in the flower-growing field has not only never stopped, but has become increasingly fierce and reached a white-hot state.

During the darkest times, they would visit each other and smuggle back to their own homes the flower pot that the other person was most proud of.

Shi Guilin glanced at the weeping jasmine as the conversation progressed, and said with a smile, "It's just a coincidence. My dad doesn't really care about this flower. It's just Nian Nian and Yuan Yuan who like its beauty and love to hang around it."

Cheng Huili was surprised: "Really?"

"Yes, Auntie," Shi Linzhuo answered skillfully, "Nian Nian is responsible for the watering task herself. She is so diligent." He couldn't stop praising Nian Nian. "Nian Nian is so cute with her little kettle. She is definitely a miniature gardener."

Cheng Huili held her chin and thought about it for a while, and her eyes softened and her lips curved.

Jiang Duan touched the green leaves and the unopened buds. They were cool, yet incredibly tender, juicy, and full. He gave a convincing assessment: "Very pretty."

Nian Nian proudly placed her hands on her hips, her long, curled eyelashes adorned with pride. He gestured with his hands, embarrassed but unable to resist whispering, "Nian Nian has one, and it's even prettier."

In Nian Nian's heart, there was a flower more beautiful than this pot of weeping jasmine. Jiang Duan raised his thin eyelids and said, "How beautiful is it? Where is it?"

How beautiful?

Nian Nian wrinkled her face and tried her best to express herself, waving her hands in a big circle: "So much." He pointed in a direction, "It's there. Grandpa will take Nian Nian there."

The expression was very abstract. Jiang Duan could only nod.

Unable to let his friend appreciate the beauty of the flower he raised with his own hands, Nian Nian became anxious. He ran to the sofa and tugged at Shi Linzhuo's arm, "Brother."

"Huh? What are you doing? Drinking water?" Shi Guilin and Cheng Huili were using their mobile phones to operate something and sharing parenting experiences with each other. Shi Linzhuo, who had the most free time, took the initiative to take on the responsibility of looking after the children.

"No. Nian Nian wants to see Huahua, over there." Nian Nian used the same trick again, pointing in the direction with her finger, and then took Jiang Duan's hand, "Brother Duan, come together."

"Mm-woof-woof." Yuanyuan hummed and squatted silently beside Nian Nian's legs, nudging the little guy's butt with his furry head, indicating that he wanted to go too.

"Woo." Nian Nian touched her injured butt, glanced at Yuan Yuan, sighed helplessly, grabbed its tail generously, and looked up at Shi Linzhuo, "Brother. Yuan Yuan, come too."

"...Yeah, I understand." Shi Linzhuo rubbed his nose to hide his smile and took a few seconds to determine the direction. "Greenhouse, right? I'll take you guys there. Let's go!"

Several people left immediately, Shi Linzhuo standing up first, holding a child in each hand. Jiang Duan's mind flashed through Cheng Huili's warning, and he stopped, intending to tell her.

Before he could finish his words, Shi Guilin looked up and saw the three of them and the dog forming a huge group. "Where are you going?"

"Greenhouse, the little ones want to see the flowers." Shi Linzhuo answered lazily.

"Okay, go ahead. Wait for your Aunt Cheng and I to add each other on WeChat, and I'll catch up later. Be careful and make sure they don't get hurt." Shi Guilin instructed, then turned around and continued to add Cheng Huili on WeChat.

"Yeah, don't worry." Shi Linzhuo didn't even turn his head and took the two children to the greenhouse.

Nian Nian and Jiang Duan were now friends, so for the two children to stay in touch, their parents had to add their contact information. After adding them, Shi Guilin and Cheng Huili found a large water bottle and filled it with water, ready to take it to the greenhouse for Nian Nian and Jiang Duan, who were tired from playing.

Meanwhile, the energetic Shi Linzhuo perfectly demonstrated to Nian Nian what youth meant. On the path, the young man walked briskly. Dissatisfied with Nian Nian and Jiang Duan's slow pace, he bent down, tied each child under his arm, and tucked them under his armpits, striding forward with long strides.

"Wow. That's so high." Nian Nian exclaimed, her cheeks shaking like pudding, and her feet spinning weakly in the air, "Brother, Nian Nian is flying."

Shi Linzhuo, a careless man, laughed innocently, even walking faster, willing to do anything to amuse the child. He completely forgot that Jiang Duan was a high-functioning autistic person who rarely interacted with others. Jiang Duan's face paled, then flushed. He kicked his legs helplessly, his hands tugging at Shi Linzhuo's still-muscular arms.

"Brother, put me down."

The voice was mixed with anxiety and a little trembling.

Shi Linzhuo didn't care at all: "Hey, we're almost there, don't move, you can't walk as fast as me."

"Woof woof!" Yuanyuan, who is more than two months old and nearly three months old, changed from a leisurely and elegant walking mode to a panicked trotting mode.

Nian Nian adapted well because she trusted Shi Linzhuo. Even at such a high altitude, she wasn't afraid at all. She even had the time to look after Jiang Duan. His arms were short, but just long enough for him to hold Jiang Duan's hand.

"Brother, are you scared? No, Nian Nian will accompany you."

Jiang Duan's skin, which had been congested due to excessive emotional fluctuations, slowly turned back to white. He felt the warmth of Nian Nian's palm and was about to tell her that he was fine when Shi Linzhuo interrupted him.

The lazy, languid voice of a young man was crisp yet slightly hoarse from voice change, but his tone was firm and clear:

"You forgot to call me Brother Duan again, you stupid Nian Nian." Shi Linzhuo was being naughty. He shook the arm that was restraining Nian Nian deliberately and teased her, "You are a little pig, aren't you? You stupid Nian Nian."

"Hmph. Nian Nian, it's not a pig!" Nian Nian, the soft persimmon, puffed up his face like a kitten and got angry. He withdrew his hand from Jiang Duan and curled up, "It's Yuanyuan."

Yuanyuan, who was trotting behind with his head down, inexplicably lost his identity as a dog.

Jiang Duan glanced at his empty hands, pursed his lips and said nothing, trying hard to overcome the awkwardness of having overly close physical contact with Shi Linzhuo.

"You little rascal, you still know how to put the blame on others. You can't speak human language when you bully Yuanyuan, right?"

Yuanyuan stuck out his tongue and exhaled, then barked twice when he heard that.

Nian Nian curled up her legs guiltily and covered her mouth with her little hands.

After he finished speaking, Shi Linzhuo squatted down, carefully and slowly loosened his grip, placed the two little guys in his left and right arms firmly, and put them back on the ground.

"arrive."