Big Black was reluctant to leave, so it squatted at the door every day to guard it. Its eyes were exactly the same as the older brother's, which made Chen Xiaobao feel a little sorry for it.
After she asked that question, the older brother in black's eyes visibly lit up, much like when she secretly fed Big Black roasted sweet potatoes.
Dahei is very well-behaved. When you feed it, it won't eat right away. Instead, it will first look at the expressions of the people around it to make sure that the food is for it before it wolfs down the food.
But then Dahei disappeared. The chubby boy from the rouge shop next door said that Dahei had been captured and stewed into dog meat. Chen Xiaobao was heartbroken for a long time because of this.
She lost Big Yellow, and then she lost Big Black.
Big Yellow and Big Black are so pitiful, and the older brother in front of us is also so pitiful.
Thinking of this, she grabbed the hand of the older man in black and said, "Let's go, let's hold hands and walk together!"
The child didn't understand anything, but was very happy because he had a handsome older brother with him. Song Ting, however, was very nervous, afraid that Huai Xu would not agree.
After observing Huai Xu's expression for a while, Song Ting realized that Huai Xu didn't seem unhappy at all. On the contrary, he was looking at the shops along the street with great interest, and Song Ting gradually felt relieved.
When he was excluded before, he was filled with jealousy. He felt like going crazy when he saw Chen Xiaobao and Huai Xu holding hands. But now that he was holding Chen Xiaobao's hand with Huai Xu, the feeling was completely different.
He even dared to think that the scene looked like a family of three going on a trip, with him and Huaixu holding their child's hands, enjoying the scenery on a fine summer day.
A family of three.
Song Ting's heart pounded violently at those four words.
Huai Xu can't have children, and neither can he, but they can adopt one, or Xiao An would be a good option.
Since Huaixu likes that little devil, it's better to raise him himself than to leave him to someone else.
But Xiao An is older than Chen Xiaobao and doesn't seem very obedient. Will he be difficult to discipline...?
Because of that hand-holding, the commander's thoughts wandered further and further, and his heart pounded faster and harder.
"...My lord? My lord?" Song Ting's face flushed red as Chu Huaixu's voice pulled him back to reality. He asked guiltily, "What's wrong?"
Chu Huaixu gave him a strange look: "We've arrived at the fruit shop. Where are you going next?"
Song Ting: "..."
The owner of the fruit and vegetable shop, surnamed Wang, was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. Due to years of hard work, his skin was tanned dark, and he had a simple, honest smile. He seemed like a genuine person.
Just as Song Ting said, the two seemed to know each other quite well. As soon as Boss Wang saw Song Ting, he greeted him warmly: "Oh, young friend Song is here again?"
"Hmm." Song Ting nodded, but seemed a little reserved.
"Uncle Wang! The handsome brother wants to buy a watermelon, please pick the sweetest one for him!" Chen Xiaobao held Chu Huaixu's hand and leaned affectionately against him.
It's clear that the girl really likes him.
Huai Xu has always been able to easily win the favor of everyone around him.
"Alright!" Wang Younian said, picking out melons while observing the young man Chen Xiaobao was leading.
Although his face was not visible and he was only wearing the most ordinary monk's robe, the noble air he possessed could not be concealed by the mask.
In addition, Song Ting was keeping such a close eye on the person that her eyes seemed to be glued to them.
He was clearly no ordinary person. Wang Younian kept his eyes down, not daring to look any longer, and focused intently on picking out melons for people.
"How about this one? Guaranteed sweet." A moment later, he said, holding a large watermelon. He even flicked his fingers on the watermelon a few times, making a crisp sound.
"Hmm, this one, it looks quite unique," Chu Huaixu said.
Wang Younian had been selling watermelons for over ten years. This was the first time he had ever heard someone praise a watermelon as "unique." He immediately burst into laughter: "Young friend Song, you really know how to joke."
Song Ting smiled and nodded seriously: "Mm."
"Hmph." Chu Huaixu lifted his eyelids and saw a pastry shop not far away. He ordered the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, "I want some candy. I'd like to trouble you to go get some for me, sir."
Song Ting followed his gaze and saw the pastry shop, the most eye-catching thing being a row of colorful sugar figurines.
His heart tightened, and he said to Huaixu, "I'll go buy it."
"I also want salted peanuts and almond shortbread," Chu Huaixu said.
After everyone had gone far away, Boss Wang had finished cutting the watermelon: "Young master, look how good this watermelon is, so juicy and with so few seeds. Would you like to cut it open to eat, or would you like to scoop it out with a spoon?"
"Use a spoon," Chu Huaixu said. "Please pack them separately."
"Okay."
"You know him?"
Wang Younian quickly wove a simple net bag with rope, put the two halves of watermelon into it, and handed it to Chu Huaixu:
"Young master, here's your melon."
Chu Huaixu took it and asked casually, "Do you know him?"
Wang Younian naturally knew who he was asking, smiled憨厚ly, and honestly replied:
"How could I dare say I know such a distinguished person? It's just that Lord Song comes to my place to buy melons every year, and we've only exchanged a few words over the years."
A hint of surprise flashed across Chu Huaixu's face: "You know his identity?"
Mr. Wang laughed and said, "I didn't know before, but he's wearing those clothes today, how could I not recognize him? Even if I'm not very good at recognizing clothes, I'm sure I would recognize them. Don't you think so?"
Chu Huaixu also realized he had asked a stupid question; in the Dayan Dynasty, only one person was allowed to wear Mang's attire.
"Aren't you afraid of him?"
"Hey, it would be a lie to say I'm not afraid at all. The Embroidered Uniform Guard, who wouldn't be afraid? Not to mention the lower-ranking officers, even the higher-ups are intimidated by those uniforms."
"But... Lord Song has been quite polite to all of us. We can't be afraid to speak to him just because we suddenly know his identity."
Wang Younian squinted and recalled, "The first time I saw him was many years ago, on a day this hot..."
Wang Younian couldn't remember if it was five or four years ago, but he remembered that it was around this time, when it was still early and his fruit and vegetable shop had just opened.
Few people usually come to the shop at this time, so he planned to have some tea first. But he had only been sitting for a short while when a man dressed in black and wearing a straw hat came over.
"Could you please help me pick out a watermelon? I need one that looks good and is sweet."
After he finished speaking, the man handed him a golden melon seed.
This single golden melon seed could buy more than enough to buy a watermelon, let alone the entire shop.
Wang Younian dared not accept it, and hurriedly waved his hand, saying, "I don't need that much, I don't need that much."
"Take it. As long as your melon is sweet," the man in black said.
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