Chapter 286 Happy New Year's Eve

Cancan hugged his uncle's waist, but felt that his uncle did not hug him tightly as usual, but just put his arm around his shoulders lightly.

He looked up with some confusion, but saw that his uncle's eyes were not on him.

What's going on? Why didn't my uncle look at me?

Cancan opened his mouth and said: "Uncle, you——"

He had just said three words when his uncle pulled him away and strode towards...his aunt.

Cancan stood there in a daze, holding the things in his hands.

[Record it hehehe record it hehehe. ] The system couldn't help but laugh.

It’s so funny. It’s really so funny. Why is my uncle so stupid? Hahahahahaha

Cancan cut her voice: [You are the stupid one. ]

My uncle is the smartest adult besides my aunt!

Shen Jiazhou quickly walked towards Wen Shuqiao, reached out and took the bag from her hand, gently weighed it, and frowned slightly, but soon relaxed.

At this moment, his heart seemed to be filled with something, as if it was swollen, but he felt it was soft.

He opened his mouth and wanted to ask her why she brought Cancan here, but he found that he seemed to have lost his voice and his throat was tight.

Obviously he is not like this on weekdays, but at this moment, he just can't say it. That's not right. It should be at this moment, he doesn't know what to say.

In the end, it was Wen Shuqiao who spoke first: "There's meat in the bag. We'll have hotpot later. Let's go upstairs, or we'll miss the Spring Festival Gala."

After knowing that Shen Jiazhou had returned home, Wen Shuqiao actually guessed something in her heart. In fact, she was still very willing to celebrate the New Year with Shen Jiazhou. She couldn't let him stay at home alone and lonely.

Anyway, it’s the New Year for two people or three people, and everyone is having a great time, so naturally the emotions are different.

Shen Jiazhou looked down and said "oh" slowly, then he found his vocal cords.

He said, "I'll carry the milk."

Wen Shuqiao shook his head: "No need, we are already at the door, let's go upstairs."

Shen Jiazhou hummed, then reached out his hand again, and hooked the reins of Cake with his bony fingers: "Then I'll lead Cake."

Cake is very familiar with this place, so there is no need to hold his hand here, as he can go to the elevator entrance by himself.

But Wen Shuqiao glanced at him and finally loosened the reins.

After Shen Jiazhou got the cake, his heart gradually settled down.

He breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and the expression on his face became relaxed.

Cancan crossed his arms like Shen Jiazhou usually did, raised his head and looked at the two adults: "Aunt and uncle, you two are so slow."

Shen Jiazhou freed up a hand and touched his head, rarely not refuting: "Let's go home."

He glanced at what Cancan was holding in his hand: "What are you holding?"

Cancan said depressedly: "Uncle, did you just see me carrying something?"

I just pushed him and he walked towards my aunt!

Shen Jiazhou coughed lightly. He really didn't notice it just now, but he couldn't say that, so he said in a roundabout way: "I saw it, but the baby looked so relaxed when carrying it. I think it's great that the baby can be carried. It's amazing."

Cancan was coaxed into submission again. He chuckled and said, "I peeled the garlic, and there are also green onions, chili peppers, and..."

With someone delivering the message, Cancan's little mouth kept talking from downstairs to inside the house.

But for some reason, Shen Jiazhou was very glad today that Cancan was a chatterbox. At least there wouldn't be a dull moment between him and Wen Shuqiao.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he just felt very uncomfortable.

As soon as he returned to the house, Shen Jiazhou first untied the rope of the cake. The cake was like a divine beast out of a cage, and as soon as the rope was untied, it began to parkour around the house.

He put the things on the entrance cabinet and looked at Wen Shuqiao in front of him: "I'll get the milk out."

As he spoke, his hands also rose up to help lift the straps on her shoulders to help her take off the cat bag.

With the help of Shen Jiazhou, Wen Shuqiao quickly took off the cat bag.

Shen Jiazhou weighed the milk up and down and couldn't help but ask, "Why is it heavier again?"

My hands didn’t feel so tired even after holding it for the past two days.

Wen Shuqiao stretched his stiff shoulders and said, "The cat and dog food you bought are all high in nutritional value. How can you not get fat?"

Shen Jiazhou nodded: "It's okay, being a little fat is also cute."

Wen Shuqiao glanced at him, thought for a moment, and then reminded him, "...Don't spoil me."

Whether it is cats, dogs or Cancan, it is best to put away the filters.

Wen Shuqiao took out his phone and took a look: "It's 7:45. The Spring Festival Gala will start in 15 minutes. Don't just stand there. Come to the kitchen and work."

Cancan raised the bag and saluted: "Got it! Officer Auntie!"

Shen Jiazhou was also afraid that he was too slow, so he quickly said, "I'll be there as soon as I put the milk out. It will be there in just a few seconds."

Wen Shuqiao nodded and went to the kitchen with the bag.

Some of the things have been processed, and now we just need to clean them and cut the remaining parts.

And make the bottom of the pot.

She put the things down, opened the storage cabinet in the kitchen, and sure enough, she saw the tomato base and butter base.

Wen Shuqiao took out the rarely used simmering pot and was about to put in the ingredients when Shen Jiazhou came in: "What am I here for?"

Wen Shuqiao said, "Take out all the vegetables in the bag and put them in. I'll boil the base ingredients."

Shen Jiazhou rolled up his sleeves and began to work efficiently. He was becoming more and more adept at doing these tasks.

Wen Shuqiao packed the food very neatly when he brought it over. He just needed to make room for it and put them one by one on the dining table. It was very simple.

The three people each performed their duties in harmony. Although they still missed the start of the Spring Festival Gala, they caught the start of the first program, so it was not a pity.

Shen Jiazhou pulled out the TV facing the dining table. Because they all wanted to watch the Spring Festival Gala, the three of them sat together for the hotpot.

Cancan sat in the middle, looked left and right, swung his feet, and was very happy.

He held the cup in both hands and raised it up: "Aunt and Uncle, shall we have a toast?"

The cup contains peach juice, which is super delicious~

Wen Shuqiao smiled, picked up the cup, and turned his head to look at Shen Jiazhou.

Shen Jiazhou also raised his glass, and the two adults' cups moved closer to the middle and touched the cancan glass almost at the same time.

The crisp sounds overlapped, and Shen Jiazhou's eyes fell on the cups that were put together. Then he looked up along Wen Shuqiao's arm and saw her smiling eyes, but they were only directed at Cancan.

Shen Jiazhou felt a little empty, but the next second, Wen Shuqiao's gaze suddenly moved away from Cancan, and he looked at her from a distance.

When their eyes met, Shen Jiazhou's breathing subconsciously stopped.

He saw Wen Shuqiao blink slightly and move the cup in her hand a little further away.

Cancan withdrew his hand. He came to his senses and was about to take back his cup, but Wen Shuqiao's cup caught up with him.

And he touched it lightly.

This sound was infinitely amplified in his ears, and when it fell on his heart, it was like a feather gently caressing him, making him feel a little itchy.

Shen Jiazhou looked up at her again. She was still smiling, her red lips slightly parted, and she congratulated him: "Jiazhou, happy New Year's Eve."

Shen Jiazhou seemed to realize something, his eyes moved away from her lips, and the tips of his ears slowly turned red again. He hummed, "Happy New Year's Eve."

He is really happy now.