Chapter 30 Quan Zhilong: I just like daisies
The money in the little golden pig was saved and spent, and then saved again. The two of them had more and more notes in their little record book.
Han Lanji casually flipped through her son's desk and saw densely packed pages full of Yien/Zhilong information, how much money this one had saved today, how much money that one had put in tomorrow, and then they all took it out at the same time on a certain day.
The smiling and crying faces above seem to be drawn in the style of my son’s drawings, except that there are occasional more childish strokes. The corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously, but when she thought about what happened to her friend recently, she couldn't help but worry about Yien.
Meanwhile, Li Zhen was indeed struggling with how to tell her daughter about her love life.
Unexpectedly, when she was hesitantly braiding her daughter's hair, Yien asked, "Mom, are we going to have dinner with that Agassi who always sends you flowers?"
Yien looked at her mother in the mirror. Her hair, which she usually wore in a bun for dessert making, was gently draped over her shoulders today. A few pearl hair accessories dotted her black hair, making her look gentle and dazzling. A warm yellow dress reveals the collarbone faintly, delicate and elegant.
The mother and daughter both have identical good looks but they show completely different expressions in the mirror. Li Zhen couldn't hide her shocked expression at all, but Yi Eun was full of pride, "It's just that since a long time ago, there have been a lot of little flowers like that in the house. I once heard my mom talking on the phone with that Agassi."
She pointed to the corner, where a pot of hydroponic chamomile was blooming in the warm sunshine.
Li Zhen was a little embarrassed but also relieved. At least her daughter didn't show any particular resistance. "Yes, Ye-en is really smart."
She wasn't sure if the seven-year-old knew what this meant, so she asked tentatively, "Does Ye-eun want to go?"
Ye-eun nodded, and when she smiled, the smile on her face was brighter than the chamomile in the corner, "Ye-eun wants to go, and Ye-eun will do well!"
Ye-eun, who thinks she is a big kid, fantasizes that her mom can wear a beautiful white gauze dress like in the photo shoot some time ago. She covers her face with both hands, feeling shy and happy. "Will her mom also hold a wedding with Agassi?"
Li Zhen waved her hands in panic, her cheeks flushed, "Ye'en, don't say anything nonsense. My mom and Agassi just officially started dating, and Ye'en can't say anything nonsense in front of him."
The shy expression that she almost never showed in front of her daughter attracted Yien's attention. She stared at her mother in the mirror. For some reason, she felt a little sour and sweet in her heart.
However, the moment she saw Agassi, Ye-eun still behaved like a well-behaved child.
The man in front of him was in his early forties, dressed in a suit and glasses, and looked gentle and elegant. As soon as he saw Ye Eun, he smiled kindly, "You must be Ye Eun, you can call me Uncle Jin."
He hugged all the gifts at hand into his arms and wanted to give them to Yi'en, but there were too many things, and he could hardly hold them all, let alone Yi'en. Although he looked like an elite, he showed a hint of clumsiness at this moment.
Li Zhen covered her mouth and smiled. Because of her ex-husband, she was actually wary of such elites. However, when this man came to the store again and again to buy sweet cakes that he didn't like at all, and even foolishly mistook chamomile for daisies and gave them to her, she slowly began to let down her guard.
What made her even more upset was that he couldn't have children.
Li Zhen placed the stuffed toy in Jin Hejun's arms in front of Yi Eun, bent down and smiled at her precious daughter, "What do you want to say, Yi Eun?"
Yien's eyes curved into the same arc as her mother's. She held the gift from her uncle in one hand and reached out with the other hand to hold the man in front of her who made her feel very comfortable. "Thank you, uncle."
After the meal, Jin Hejun did not feel nervous or nervous as he had imagined. Instead, he was amused by Yien, the talkative child.
"Really? Ye-eun has fallen in love with dancing recently. Wow, Agassi can't dance." Jin Hejun picked up a piece of vegetables with chopsticks and put it into Li Zhen's bowl.
"Hey, Ye-en's friends are also very good at dancing. It's great that you guys dance together often." The topic was completely led by the child, and Kim Hee-jun listened carefully to her every word. He has been surrounded by friends from scholarly families since childhood, and this is the first time he has come into contact with a child who has gone to an entertainment company for training at such a young age.
As Yien spoke, she scooped a spoonful of egg custard with a small spoon. Unexpectedly, the next moment she looked up, she saw the friend who was a good dancer.
He seemed to be playing with his friends at school. Among a group of boys and girls around ten years old, he was pretending to be cool by lowering his head and waving his hands. His walking posture was exactly the same since he was a child. He would start to stagger when there were many people around.
It was unknown what the other party said to his friend. He suddenly jumped during the scuffle with his friend. Yien swallowed the egg custard in his mouth smoothly and counted one, two, three in his mind.
Sure enough, through a glass, Quan Zhilong on the opposite side of the street seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head to look over here. Ye-eun instantly laughed secretly because Kwon Ji-yong, who was playing among his friends just a second ago, tripped and almost fell on a protruding stone.
Fortunately, a friend nearby was quick enough to grab him, otherwise he would have fallen.
Kwon Ji-ryong walked forward while looking back, and finally stopped with his friends in a small pavilion not far from the restaurant. His friends put down their small backpacks one after another, but he kept glancing at the man opposite Yi-eun, his curiosity almost overflowing from his eyes.
"What's going on?" Jin Hejun followed Yien's gaze and looked outside. Seven or eight elementary school students were playing and fighting in a rest pavilion on the street. One of the little boys met his gaze at this moment.
Li Zhen leaned forward and saw Zhilong, who was only a few meters away, also smiled, "That's the friend Yeen just told you about."
Noticing her daughter's desire to go out and play, Li Zhen patted her head to comfort her. After all, it was not nice to leave the table in the middle of having dinner with others for the first time.
Yien sighed and turned around. The little girl in front of her who was chattering suddenly became quiet. Jin Hejun smiled knowingly. Eating with adults is always far less fun than playing with friends.
He was just about to ask Yien to go out and play when the boy who had been looking over here from time to time suddenly ran to the glass window where they were sitting.
Quan Zhilong raised his hand and knocked on the glass gently, and saw that the three people inside turned their heads. He smiled at the two elders and blew a breath towards the glass. The smooth glass window was covered with a layer of white mist. Facing Yien's eyes, he raised his hand and drew an arrow in the white mist.
The direction of the fingertips sliding was just from Ye-eun's eyes to the direction of his friend. Kwon Ji-yong, who was standing outside, was exactly the same height as Ye-eun, who was sitting inside. His fingertips brushed against each other, as if breaking the fog in front of their eyes. They looked at each other and their eyes curved at the same time.
Ye-eun turned to look at her mother, blinking her eyes and pretending to be cute, "Mom, can Ye-eun go out and play with Zhilong?"
Li Zhen hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Jin Hejun, whom she met for the first time today, and said sweetly, "Uncle Jin, Yi Eun is full. Thank you Uncle Jin for the gift for Yi Eun."
She stood up, folded her hands in front of her stomach, and bowed obediently to Jin Hejun, "Uncle and mom, eat slowly."
Jin Hejun smiled as he watched Yien hug the "Pikachu" doll that he had specially ordered from a factory, and asked them to take good care of the remaining small gifts. The word "you" immediately made him feel accepted by Yien, "Go ahead, Yien, don't run far, just play with your friends nearby."
"Yes!" Ye-eun, who was holding the doll to show off, didn't know that this little elf doll, which was only moderately popular in "Pokémon", was made by her uncle because he knew she liked it. "Look, Zhilong! Isn't this Pikachu super, super cute!"
She pulled Pikachu's yellow ears and made them stand up. "My uncle just gave this to me. I'll give it to you."
Quan Zhilong took the doll from Yi Eun's hand. The doll was incredibly soft. He flipped the doll over. Yi Eun didn't notice it, but he saw Yi Eun's name written on Pikachu's tail. "Wow, who is that Agassi?"
Quan Zhilong, who loves gossip, was full of curiosity. He turned his head to look at the restaurant behind him. His aunt and the uncle were sitting opposite each other. They said something and laughed at the same time.
His heart tightened. He hadn't met Yien's father for so many years. He was curious at first, but under the guidance of his mother and father, he never mentioned this matter in front of Yien, for fear that she would be sad.
But this time, is Ye-eun going to have a new father? He didn't even notice that his curious look suddenly turned into an investigation. He looked at the man with inquiring eyes. Well, he didn't look like a bad person.
He bought gifts for Ye-eun and wrote her name on them, so he must be a nice person. He lowered his head and thought, his face serious. If the men in the restaurant knew that he was being examined by a child, they would probably laugh out loud.
Ye Eun scratched her head, not knowing why Quan Zhilong suddenly became serious. "Uncle Jin is my mother's friend. Ye Eun likes him very much."
She laughed, and pulled at the corner of Quan Zhilong's clothes and looked at Quan Zhilong's friends who were squatting on the side. Most of them were about the same age as Quan Zhilong, except for one little kid who looked younger than him and was staring at the little yellow doll in his arms.
She hugged the doll tightly in her hand, held the corner of Quan Zhilong's clothes and greeted several brothers and sisters, "Hello, brothers and sisters, my name is Yeen."
Two of them had seen Ye-eun on Quan Zhilong's birthday, but the rest were very unfamiliar with this girl, "Zhilong, is this your sister?"
They looked at the two of them in confusion; they didn't look alike at all!
Kwon Ji-yong nodded. Since Yi-eun said that she liked that uncle, he no longer bothered about that man. Quan Zhilong put his hands on his hips and looked proud. He met his friends' curious eyes and blurted out: "Yes, my sister. Isn't she cute?"
The two children who knew Yi Eun rolled their eyes. Here they come again. Kwon Ji-yong, who was showing off crazily even though she was obviously not his biological sister, appeared again.
"Wow, so cute!" One of the boys was also holding his follower brother's hand and couldn't help but sigh at his chubby brother. Why was he more handsome than Zhilong, but his brother was not as cute as Zhilong's sister?
The boy who always thinks he is the most handsome man in the world is actually chubby, but he is confident that he is much more handsome than his friends.
After a simple greeting, the child took out the toys he had prepared in advance. The children didn't dare to run far away when playing together. They didn't have money to go to the game hall, so they just squatted in the corner and played games.
The white card was folded into a square. As one of the children threw the square card in his hand, the small paper box facing up on the ground was instantly turned face up.
"Yeah, this one is mine!" The chubby child shouted excitedly as others sighed.
Yien stood beside his younger brother, staring curiously at this game that he had never played before, secretly cheering Zhilong on in his heart.
The five-year-old brother had no interest in the game and instead stared at the doll in Yien's arms. He reached out to pull Pikachu's lightning-shaped tail. Yeen noticed the movement in her arms, frowned and dodged his hand.
The little boy said nothing and stood on tiptoe to pull the Pikachu doll. The name Yien on the doll's tail was pulled out of shape. Yien's brows frowned deeper and deeper. Why did this little brother pull other people's things without saying a word? She raised her hand and patted his hand gently, and whispered to him, "Don't pull my things."
However, the child still reached out his hand without giving up, looked up at Yien, then naturally lowered his head and continued to pull the doll's feet. Yi-eun looked down at him, then turned around and walked to the other side of Quan Zhilong with the doll in her arms. She tugged at Zhilong's clothes with a look of grievance and complained, "He always pulls my doll."
Kwon Ji-yong put away the small paper box in his hand, turned around and saw that the child was indeed following Yi-eun towards him, his eyes fixed on the doll in Yi-eun's arms.
He also frowned and shouted to his classmates, "Hey, your brother is always pulling my sister's dolls, you should take care of it."
"Ah?" The classmate who was immersed in the game just realized that his little follower had actually walked to the other side. He hurried over and used his fingers to pull his brother's collar towards him, "Ah, you're here again! That's not yours, you can't take it!"
Yi-eun just breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't expect the child to suddenly burst into tears, "I want a doll too, Hiong, can you help me?"
"I told you that thing isn't yours anymore. If you keep crying, I'll beat you up!"
The child, who was a bully at home, didn't want to listen. He wiped his tears and pushed his brother, "I want it, I want it! Go and win it back!"
This is using other people's things as prizes for the game. The other children were also young, and seeing the youngest child crying, they felt embarrassed and scared, and just wanted to quickly stop the child's crying. "How about you two have a competition, and if Zhilong loses, you can lend him to play with for a while?"
Yeen is not stupid. She shook her head and refused decisively, "I don't want it."
"But, but he is still young, just let him play with it for a while, and we will definitely let him return it to you when he's done playing." A boy scratched his head with embarrassment. The little boy in front of him was crying heartbreakingly, and as an older brother or sister, it's their duty to coax him.
Yien frowned and glared at him, hugged Pikachu tightly in her arms, and stared at Kwon Ji-yong with sparkling eyes, afraid that he would agree to his friend's proposal.
How could Quan Zhilong let Yi Eun feel sad for his friend's brother? He put his hands on his hips and stood in front of Yi Eun, "Why are you bullying my sister? Be careful or my sister will cry in front of you! My sister is younger than us, and I tell you, she can cry!"
If she cries, even the company directors will be fooled! Quan Zhilong thought, and it originally belonged to Ye Eun, so if she didn’t want to give it to others, then of course she didn’t have to give it to others!
Kwon Ji-yong, who would exchange his medal to win a fox doll for Ye-eun, would be lucky not to help Ye-eun snatch other people's toys, so how could he let others play with Ye-eun's toys?
The child had originally pricked up his ears to see if he could play with the doll, but when he heard his brother's friend's flat refusal, he cried even louder. He winked at Yien and said, "Yien, cry!"
Yi Eun met Quan Zhilong's eyes and put the doll into Quan Zhilong's arms to prevent her tears from wetting the new toy. She put her hands on her hips and started crying, "Ahhh, why did the brothers and sisters bet on Yi Eun's toy? This is the toy given to Yi Eun by the new uncle!"
Her tears flowed immediately, and they dripped from her big eyes one by one. She sniffed in grievance, as if she was severely bullied. "Ye-eun is so sad, wuwuwu, is it because Ye-eun is everyone's new friend that everyone is helping her brother? Or is it because Ye-eun is older than her brother that everyone has to give in? But Ye-eun is also younger than her brothers and sisters!"
Yeah, that’s right. Besides, we are all children, and we all understand the annoyance of having our toys taken away by strangers without even asking.
Ye-en's self-taught anti-moral blackmail made several children cry until their faces turned red. The most embarrassed was the child's brother. He looked at his friends, then looked down at his brother who was wiping his snot and tears on himself. Finally, he couldn't help but clenched his fist and hit his brother's head, "Shut up! I told you I'll beat you if you cry again."
He even dared to wipe his snot on himself. It really pissed him off!
The child's crying stopped instantly, and it seemed that this situation happened frequently at home. He turned his head reluctantly wanting to take a look at the doll, but he saw another brother lowering his head to coax his sister, and even took out a face towel from his schoolbag to wipe his sister's face.
The already sad child became even sadder, and cried out "Wow" with more genuine emotion than before, "Look at the other guy's brother!"
Comparison is the thief of happiness. The five-year-old child deeply understood this sentence. He touched his forehead where his brother punched him again with grievance. This time he really didn't even dare to cry.
Even though he knew that Ye-eun was pretending to be crying, when he saw her crying out of grievance, Kwon Ji-yong still raised his hand to touch her head, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Ye-eun was still the cutest when she smiled.
"So cute." Quan Zhilong looked at Ye-eun who had immediately recovered from her fake crying, and put the doll back into her arms. He couldn't suppress the upward curve of his mouth, "Here, Ye-eun's doll."
Yeen hugged Pikachu again. Her nose was red from pretend crying. She sniffed and laughed, "You can't tell that Yeen cried, can you? Mom will definitely ask me what happened when she finds out."
Quan Zhilong nodded confidently, but Li Zhen still saw through it at a glance.
"Did Ye-en cry just now?" She touched her daughter's slightly swollen eyes, stared at her guilty expression and red nose, her eyes full of confusion, "What happened?"
After Ye-eun went out to play, he and Kim Hee-jun only chatted for another half an hour, and at that time they didn't notice what was happening to the kids across the street.
Yien shook her head, looking innocent, "Nothing happened."
Jin Hejun walked outside, closest to the street, and Li Zhen stood inside, both holding hands with Ye-eun, "Hey, do Ye-eun, Agassi, and my mom have a little secret?"
The other children were still playing, and when they found out they all lived nearby, they were not too worried. They just wanted Ye-eun and Kim Hee-jun to spend more time together, so Lee Jin asked her to go for a walk with them.
Yien stole a glance at the two of them. Agassi's expression was okay, but Ouma's face looked aggrieved. After hesitating for a moment, Yien finally told them what happened.
After hearing this, Jin Hejun put his free hand to his mouth to cover his light cough, and he wanted to laugh.
Although the child is young, he has a lot of little ideas. He didn't feel afraid, but instead liked this kind of child who could protect him more.
Jin Hejun glanced at Li Zhen who was also smiling, his eyes full of tenderness. He thought that it seemed that the mother and daughter were really alike, looking gentle and lovely on the outside, but actually tough and brave on the inside.
He stood at the door of the flower shop and squatted down to pick flowers for the mother and daughter. The unchanging chamomile symbolized strength in adversity, and the bright roses represented the emotions in his heart.
"You can choose small daisies and ping-pong chrysanthemums for children." The flower shop owner glanced at the mother and daughter at the door of the shop and smiled warmly. Few customers would buy flowers for their wives and daughters at the same time. "It would be nice to match them with some baby's breath and kapok flowers. Besides, small daisies are very similar to the chamomiles you often buy, sir."
In the store, Kim Hee-jun stood beside Li Zhen and helped her cut the roots of a large bouquet of flowers with his head down, while Yi-eun held a small bouquet of flowers with stars in her eyes. This was her first time to receive flowers.
Ye Eun laughed, "Mom, Uncle Jin, Ye Eun please go out for a while!"
"Where are you going?" Jin Hejun stopped and turned around, carefully holding the sharp end of the scissors facing away from the crowd, "Will your uncle go with you?"
Yi En shook her head and was about to refuse, but Li Zhen started laughing and shook off the excess water from the roots of the flowers in her hand. "She must have gone to look for that kid just now. She's next door."
"Hehe." Yien hugged the flowers in her arms tightly. She had received a lot of gifts in just half a day, and now she couldn't wait to show them off to Zhilong.
She trotted out the door, not noticing the two people behind her holding hands for the first time. The child is about to go to primary school, but the two of them were so nervous that their faces turned red because of holding hands. They looked at each other and then turned away awkwardly. After looking away, they couldn't help but look back again.
"Jilong, please choose one quickly," Ye-eun held the flower in one hand and showed it off to Quan Zhilong, while holding Quan Zhilong's hand with the other hand, "I will choose for Domi-unnie after you choose!"
Ye-eun spoke generously, holding the flowers in front of him and urging him, "Hurry up, this is the first time Ye-eun has received flowers."
Quan Zhilong lowered his head to choose the flower he liked from the bouquet, and finally he set his eyes on the small daisy next to the dazzling kapok flower. He carefully pulled out the small daisy, and the baby's breath was imprinted in his eyes like real stars, "Thank you, Yeen, I choose this one."
Ye-eun exclaimed, "Ah!" and pointed at the bright red kapok flowers in confusion, "This red one is so pretty."
"This one is also very beautiful." Quan Zhilong looked at the small daisy in his hand and liked it more and more. He smiled and said, "I like this one."
"Okay, then take a few more!" Although Ye-eun and Quan Zhilong have different aesthetics, she still respects his choice. She let go of his hand and pulled out a few small daisies from the flowers. "Why do you like such small flowers? Take a few more and tie them up!"
His generous look made Han Lanji laugh, "Oh my god, our Yien likes big red kapok flowers, right?"
Yien nodded. What’s the point of such tiny little daisies? Of course the bigger the flowers, the better! She held the flowers in front of her aunt and said, "Aunt, pick one quickly!"
Han Lanji waved her hand without making a choice, and touched Yien's head with a smile. It seemed that her friend's date today went very smoothly. She glanced at her son, who was carefully placing a few daisies into a cup and then holding the cup to collect water.
It seems that there is no need for my son to observe, after all, Ye-eun looks very happy.
"It seems that Yien is going to have a new father. I have to take a close look to see if he treats Yien well!" Han Lanji couldn't help laughing when she thought of her son's innocent words today.
She squatted down and hugged Ye-eun, and said something that the two children didn't quite understand, "Ye-eun is going to start a new life, so you must be happy and cheerful."
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