Chapter 64 Shi Yin Xiao Bao

There are a lot of people buying New Year’s goods today.

The supermarket is noisy and bustling.

Han Zhan grabbed a cart at the entrance, pulled Shi Yin to his side, and led the group inside. He seemed very familiar with the place, and walked straight through the fruit and vegetable section to the general merchandise section.

Shi Yin looked around and saw bright red couplets everywhere.

Many people are picking.

There was also an old man in the middle writing on the spot.

Shi Yin walked forward and looked at all the couplets on the wall. This was her first time buying New Year's goods and she had no experience. She looked around at other consumers. Everyone was buying the ones with golden fonts and good meanings.

for example:

Good fortune and abundant wealth every year

May you have peace, happiness and longevity every year

Good luck

Shi Yin followed their example and carefully selected the couplets. She picked up one of the couplets and turned to call Han Zhan, only to see him walking towards her from the shelf a few meters away. He showed her the couplets he had chosen and said, "How about it, wife?"

Shi Yin frowned.

She stared at what was in his hand for several seconds.

These Spring Festival couplets are in cartoon style.

First line: "Hahahahahahahahaha."

Second line: "Hahahahahahahahaha."

Horizontal banner: "Hahahaha."

In the middle, there was a large, square, upside-down bold font: "Ha."

For a moment, Shi Yin almost didn't recognize the word "ha". She looked at what Han Zhan was holding, then tilted her head to look at what was hanging on the wall. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that Han Zhan was an outsider.

Shi Yin was a tactful person and reminded him: "It seems that no one buys this from you."

This is the Spring Festival.

The couplets posted on the front door are the face of the store and they should be posted all year round.

This "Hahahahaha" is posted at the door of Beishan Villa, and the neighbors passing by will laugh out loud when they see it.

"It's because you're different that you're special." Han Zhan put his arm around her shoulders, looked down at his wife's porcelain-white face, and said lovingly, "This couplet has a good meaning. May we be happy in the new year. Honey, you look beautiful when you smile."

He is the best at coaxing people.

Every word he spoke was as sweet as if dipped in honey.

Shi Yin knew that this was his nature. He didn't really mean what he said or did. Even when those affectionate peach blossom eyes looked at you with a smile, it didn't mean he loved you. But she had to admit that often hearing him say these sugar-coated words, even if they were fake, would make her happy.

While Shi Yin was in a trance, they had already left the department store.

A group of children passed by in front of us.

Each of them held a small cake in their hands.

The pastries were delicate, with a faint aroma of milk. What caught Shi Yin's attention even more were the innocent smiles on the children's faces. When she recalled the past, she always saw herself hiding in the dark shadows, with a gloomy face.

"Wife?"

"Um."

Shi Yin pulled herself back from her thoughts and looked up at the voice, seeing Han Er's handsome face. He was much taller than her, and his arm easily passed from her left shoulder around her back to rest on her right shoulder.

The aroma of cream permeates the air up close.

Shi Yin tilted her head to the right, a small cupcake reflected in her eyes. Holding her in his arms, Han Zhan placed the cupcake in her empty palm.

"Where did you get it?" Shi Yin asked.

"Front."

"But it says that children can taste for free."

"I don't know." Han Zhan looked down at her and smiled, "I went to the queue and told the waiter that I have a child at home, so he gave me a piece. Eat it, Shiyin Xiaobao."

Shi Yin: “…”

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Shi Yin doesn't like desserts very much.

I eat even less after I get sick.

Perhaps the cupcake was not very filling, so she walked beside Han Zhan. As he spoke almost non-stop, the cup was empty. She licked the cream on the spoon, not wasting a single cent.

"That's amazing. You've finished eating everything." Han Zhan touched her head.

“…” Shi Yin pursed her lips.

I'm a little embarrassed.

His compliments were always direct and bold, and the reserved girl had not yet fully adapted to it.

The two continued to shop in the supermarket, their shopping carts quickly filling up. Passing by the educational toy section, Han Zhan picked out a box of Lazy Sheep jigsaw puzzles. He said he was quite good at it and would teach her when he had time. After they were done, they could frame it and hang it in her room.

Shi Yin is a man of few words.

He just nodded in response.

She walked beside him, following him to the self-service checkout area. Shi Yin glanced up at him silently. In her impression, the young men in Beijing's inner circle lived a life of luxury, their butlers taking care of everything, so they didn't have to go out shopping themselves. Even if there were a few down-to-earth people who were willing to go out on their own, they would go to luxury supermarkets like SKP, where a few boxes of fruit would cost three to five thousand or even ten thousand yuan. They would never be like Han Zhan, who would go into an ordinary supermarket, skillfully pushing a cart, without the slightest bit of the aristocratic air.

There was a moment.

She had forgotten that he was the second son of the Han family, one of the top eight families in Beijing.

There is no arrogance or luxury in him.

There is no arrogant and condescending attitude.

He was a very good-looking, talkative, and down-to-earth person with a heart that loved life. Shi Yin stared at him for a long time, and suddenly his half-smiley voice floated over her head: "Wife, if you stare at me like that, I'll notice."

Shi Yin: “…”

She immediately looked away and changed the subject: "I see you are very familiar with this supermarket. Do you come here often?"

“I came here more often when I was a kid.”

"Are you alone?"

"Of course, with Uncle Han." Han Zhan looked at her and smiled, "It would be too hard for me to be alone."

"All right."

"Uncle Han is old and his legs are not very flexible, so we will be together from now on."

Shi Yin nodded.

Her body movements in response caught his eye. Although she wasn't pretending to be coquettish, she looked so cute. Han Zhan looked at her a few more times and chose a place with few people to pay the bill.

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It was four o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to Beishan Villa.

Shi Yin took out all the newly bought Spring Festival couplets. He had never posted them before and wanted to ask the housekeeper for help, but Han Zhan refused. He said that he was very good at posting couplets and did not need help from others.

Shi Yin was half-believing and half-doubting.

I picked up the tools and went outside with him to post the posters at his urging.

For the first ten minutes, Shi Yin patiently helped him paste the Spring Festival couplets. After he spent more than twenty minutes and still couldn't get the couplets pasted properly, Shi Yin silently put her hands on her hips.

Shi Yin stood on the ground, looking up at the man who was fiddling with the angle of the couplet. She listened to his instructions, tore off half of the tape in her hand, and stood on tiptoe to hand it to him.

"Is it correct, wife?"

“It’s still a little crooked.”

"What about this side?"

"Crooked."

Another five minutes passed.

Han Zhan got down from his chair, walked over to Shi Yin, and looked up at the door with her. He narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively, "Wife, do you think the door is crooked, or are our eyes crooked?"

Shi Yin didn't answer.

He stuffed all the tape tools in his hand into Han Zhan's arms, walked into the house without looking back, and shouted as he walked: "Uncle Han, Han Zhan doesn't know how to paste Spring Festival couplets. No matter how I paste them, they are always crooked."