In the bustling market, Qin Huaichuan teased the little Ayan in his arms and looked at the little guy with a doting face.
He gently nudged little Ayan, "Am I right, little Ayan? Your sister can't abduct my wife away!"
Little Ayan blinked his big eyes and looked at Qin Huaichuan blankly, with a hint of innocence in his childish voice:
"Brother Qin, Yan doesn't understand what you are talking about."
Qin Huaichuan laughed heartily and waved his hands to show that he didn't care. "It's okay, Xiao Ayan. The important thing is that I have to cultivate a good relationship with your sister Qingqing, otherwise she will be snatched away by someone else."
He turned his head and winked at Shen Yuandao, then winked at Su gently, signaling her to cooperate with him.
Su Qingqing understood and took over the conversation with a smile:
"Yes, Mianmian, you and Shen Yuandao go shopping and see if there's anything else you need to buy. Qin Huaichuan and I will take little Ayan for another stroll."
Qin Huaichuan freed one hand and took the shopping bag from Su Qingqing's hand, while holding little Ayan tightly with his other hand.
He turned to Su Qingqing and said, "Let's go and take a look together."
Su Qingqing looked at her empty hands and couldn't help but chuckle. She reached out and took little Ayan from Qin Huaichuan's arms, and the three of them quickly blended into the bustling crowd.
Shen Yuandao stood quietly there, watching Su Qingqing, Qin Huaichuan and the others leave, and silently thanked them.
He gently touched Su Mianmian's hand, and seeing that she didn't object, he boldly took her hand.
“There are a lot of people here. I’ll hold your hand, otherwise we’ll be dispersed by the crowd.” Shen Yuandao’s voice was low and gentle.
Su Mianmian nodded and obediently let Shen Yuandao hold her hand and walk through the crowd. The atmosphere between the two was a little silent.
Shen Yuandao suddenly broke the silence: "Is there anything else you want to buy? I saw some pretty good things over there."
"I don't know, have you bought it?"
"I don't know. Huaichuan is in charge and I'm responsible for paying."
Su Mianmian smiled after hearing this, "What a coincidence, I'm also responsible for paying."
Shen Yuandao looked at him jokingly, showing no sign of anger at all, and took the opportunity to say:
"Um...don't hide from me. If you don't like that, I...I won't do it again!"
"No!" Su Mianmian blurted out.
Shen Yuandao looked at her doubtfully, "Nothing?"
Su Mianmian realized that her reaction was a bit intense. She stopped and pulled Shen Yuandao to a relatively less crowded place. She stopped, took a deep breath, and said word by word:
"I don't dislike you doing that. I just found that you have the upper hand, and I am very unwilling to accept it."
Shen Yuandao felt relieved when he heard this. He never expected that it was because of this reason, which made him feel a little bit amused and helpless.
He wanted to laugh, but when he saw Su Mianmian's threatening look, he held it back.
He leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "Next time I'll let you kiss me back, and I promise to stay still."
The corners of Su Mianmian's mouth lifted involuntarily, but she still said hypocritically: "Bah! You're dreaming."
After she finished speaking, she broke free from Shen Yuandao’s hand, turned around and walked forward.
Shen Yuandao looked at her back, smiled and shook his head, then quickened his pace to catch up with her.
As he walked away, he said, "I do have a nice thought. I'm waiting for you to come and claim it back."
After they walked for a while, Su Mianmian suddenly asked, "Did you buy the couplets?"
Shen Yuandao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Do you still need to buy this? I write better than what they sell."
Su Mianmian and Su Qingqing really didn't know about this. In modern times, they would buy couplets for the New Year. It's not that they can't write, but this character is a bit ugly...
Her penmanship is pretty good though, but her calligraphy? She can't even hold a brush!
Now I am a little surprised to hear Shen Yuandao say this.
"Can you write?"
Shen Yuandao raised his eyebrows, "Of course not! Grandpa used to write the couplets for the New Year in our family, but after my brother and I were born, it was our turn to write them."
Su Mianmian: "...What a pity! If I had known you would write about me and Qingqing, I wouldn't have bought it."
Shen Yuandao smiled and touched her head, "It's okay, it will be the same if I write to you next year. No, next year it should be written for us."
"What do you mean? What should we write?" Su Mianmian didn't react for a moment.
Shen Yuandao gave a meaningful smile, "You will be 18 next year."
"Yes, I know." Su Mianmian hasn't reacted yet. What does this have to do with her being 18 years old?
Shen Yuandao tapped her forehead lightly, "Fool! When you turn 18, I can ask my uncle and aunt for marriage and welcome you into the family."
Su Mianmian rolled her eyes and said, "You haven't even asked me if I agree!"
Shen Yuandao held her hand again, his tone extremely serious.
The air became quiet again. Just as Su Mianmian was about to continue pulling Shen Yuandao away, the silence was broken by a childish and anxious voice.
"Let my dad go! Let my dad go!" Su Mianmian and Shen Yuandao turned their heads together and looked in the direction where the voice came from.
Not far away, a group of people formed a circle and were punching and kicking a middle-aged man.
The man seemed unable to fight back and could only protect his head tightly to avoid further injuries.
On the side, a little boy was crying helplessly, his eyes filled with fear and anger.
Su Mianmian's brows were furrowed, she pulled Shen Yuandao over and walked quickly over there.
When Su Mianmian walked in front of the group of people, one of them was holding a stick high, ready to hit the middle-aged man's legs.
Seeing this, Su Mianmian rushed forward, stood in front of the middle-aged man, and reached out to hold the man's hand tightly.
The man was stunned by Su Mianmian's series of actions. He didn't react until he felt a slight pain on his wrist. He looked at Su Mianmian with a bad face:
"No matter who you are, get out of here! Don't get in the way of me teaching someone a lesson!"
However, Su Mianmian seemed not to hear his words and fiercely shook off the man's wrist.
Then Su Mianmian didn't even look at him, but leaned over and helped the middle-aged man who was beaten all over his body up.
Seeing this, the little boy ran over eagerly, with concern shining in his eyes.
He tightly grasped the middle-aged man's arm, his tone full of worry: "Dad, does it hurt? Are you okay?"
His voice was trembling.
The middle-aged man tried hard to force a simple smile, but accidentally pulled the scar on his face, causing him to grit his teeth in pain.
He endured the stinging pain on his face and patted his son's head. "It's okay, don't worry. Dad is an adult, this little injury is nothing."
When the little boy heard this, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Dad, are you really okay?"
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