Jiang Shanhe didn't know anything yet and was happily helping Xiaoguo light the fire.

"So happy?"

Xiaoguo looked at Jiang Shanhe who was about to start singing and felt a little strange. When had he ever been so emotional?

After hearing this, Jiang Shanhe nodded, indicating that he did have some feelings. How could he not be happy now that a big hidden danger in his heart had been resolved? Today, Yang Jia's taking the wrong book was a reminder to him. What if Zhuangzhuang accidentally saw it? Wouldn't his image as a father collapse instantly? And then Xiaoguo would know about it. When he thought of this scene, he couldn't help but shudder. It was really scary.

Xiaoguo looked at him like this and smiled. His expression was exactly the same as Zhuangzhuang's.

Soon, Jiang Shanhe's good mood disappeared in an instant.

Just when Jiang Shanhe was helping Xiaoguo cut the chestnuts, Xiaohu came knocking on the door with the kids.

Hearing the chattering of a group of children, Jiang Shanhe suddenly had a bad feeling and stopped Xiaoguo, "I'll go open it."

After hearing this, Xiaoguo slowly sat down, squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Shanhe suspiciously, feeling a little strange.

Jiang Shanhe coughed, pretended to be calm, stood up and opened the door.

Then he saw the several books in Xiaohu's hands. In an instant, Jiang Shanhe's calmness disappeared. He closed the door behind him with a guilty conscience, blocking Xiaoguo's sight.

"Uncle, is this yours?"

Xiaohu handed it to Jiang Shanhe as if to take credit, and the little kid behind him also looked at Jiang Shanhe expectantly.

Facing so many pairs of pure and innocent eyes, Jiang Shanhe's face turned red for a rare occasion. There was really nothing more embarrassing than this.

I took the book with a sense of luck and asked, "Have you read the contents?"

"No, Brother Xiaohu said that personal privacy cannot be seen."

The little kid who was Jiang Danhe's favorite crawling on the other side said, and after he finished speaking, Jiang Danhe and the little kid both laughed, but one was a laugh of relief, and the other was a laugh of seeking compliments.

Jiang Shanhe put the book in his pocket with confidence and patted the heads of the little kids one by one with his big hands. These kids were really adorable, especially Xiaohu, who really saved his life.

“That’s great. That’s great.”

Jiang Danhe praised them one by one, then turned back to the yard, found the big pear that Xiaoguo had washed, and after obtaining Xiaoguo's consent, he gave it to the little kids.

A few little kids wanted to climb the Jiang Danhe tree, but when they saw the pears, they held them like babies and then ran back home.

Jiang Shanhe pretended nothing had happened and went back into the house with the book in his pocket.

Xiao Guo couldn't do as he wished, so she looked him up and down and finally locked onto his abdomen.

"stop."

Jiang Shanhe stopped subconsciously when he heard it, but ran away after he came to his senses. Xiaoguo was just trying to tease him, but he didn't expect that he would really run away out of guilt. Seeing the man's behavior that was obviously different from usual, Xiaoguo blinked her eyes and confessed.

Jiang Shanhe returned to the room, closed the door, took out the book, threw it on the bed, and looked at it hatefully, "You are still relying on me, why can't you throw it away, right? I don't believe it!"

After that, Jiang Shanhe kept throwing the balls, but Xiaohu and the other kids were like they had radars installed. They were always able to find and return the balls, which scared Jiang Shanhe so much that he no longer dared to throw the balls.

It happened again this time. He had already buried it, but unexpectedly Xiaohu returned it anyway.

He was already numb, and returned home with the book. Xiaoguo was cooking dinner in the kitchen. Looking at the absent-minded man, she wondered in her heart, what was he doing after such a long day?

"Jiang Shanhe, come and light a fire."

Xiaoguo called out to the man who was about to step into the house.

Jiang Shanhe responded, turned around and walked towards the kitchen. Halfway there, an idea suddenly occurred to him. He wanted to slap himself and think of a fire. He was so stupid that he didn't think of such a direct method at the time!

“Here I come!”

Jiang Shanhe was so happy that his voice rose several degrees.

Xiaoguo looked at him strangely. Why did he respond once just now and respond again?

Jiang Shanhe looked for an opportunity to throw the book in, but Xiaoguo kept circling the stove and he couldn't find an opportunity. Finally, he found an opportunity, but was suddenly startled by a sound Xiaoguo made. He turned around and found that he had kicked the basin.

In this way, Jiang Shanhe did not burn the books in the end. He thought that Xiaoguo might have discovered something, so he was careful not to deal with these books.

Jiang Shanhe was worried about the book that had not been thrown away after so many twists and turns, and finally found a good place for it.

Since I can't throw it away, I'll take it back to the capital and give it to Li Shouji. After all, he always says that he is a lonely man. A lonely man is always lonely. Giving him this book can be considered as helping him relieve his worries.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was the day to pick up Zhuang Zhuang, which was also the day the new noodle shop opened.

Xiaoguo prepared to take out the chestnut cakes that she and Jiang Shanhe had made a few days ago and give them some to take with them.

The chestnut cakes are both top-notch in taste and shape, but I’m only referring to the ones made by Xiaoguo. The weird-shaped ones made by Jiang Danhe can just be kept at home.

Xiaoguo was responsible for taking it out and wrapping it in oil paper, while Jiang Danhe was responsible for tying the rope.

"You have to tie a bow."

Xiaoguo folded the oil paper in her hand and did not forget to tell Jiang Shanhe. Xiaoguo was afraid that if she didn't say a word, Jiang Shanhe, this straight man, would just tie it up casually.

"good."

Sure enough, after hearing this, Jiang Shanhe untied the rope he had tied and then tried hard to tie the bow.

Although he didn't know how to do it, he pretended to know it. Otherwise, he was afraid that Xiaoguo would sigh in front of him again. He was already afraid of hearing it when making chestnut cakes.

What he was afraid of was that his performance was not very good, but Xiaoguo still tried hard to praise himself.

Xiaoguo looked up and realized that he really didn't know how to do it, so she stood up, held his hand, and taught him how to tie a bow carefully step by step.

"Do you understand?"

After Xiaoguo loosened his grip, he picked up the tied oil paper bag and put it aside, and continued to stack the oil paper.

"......" Jiang Shanhe didn't dare to speak, he could only speak vaguely, because he had been busy with his mind, and Xiaoguo had just come so close to him...

"Didn't you see it?"

Seeing him like this, Xiaoguo revealed the truth.

“…”

"For the last time, watch out."

Xiaoguo stood up helplessly. How could he, a grown-up guy, be like a child?

"Don't worry."

Jiang Shanhe opened his eyes wide, trying not to pay attention to the feeling of Xiaoguo's front pressing tightly against his back because of the hands-on teaching, and tried to focus on what was in front of him, not behind him.

A simple bow was not a problem for Jiang Danhe. As long as he didn't focus on Xiaoguo, he could understand this little thing at a glance.

The two locked the door and drove to the county town together.

Not long after they left, a figure suddenly appeared at the door of the house, holding a padlock in his hand, and fiddled with something seriously.

After a while, he gave up and kicked the door angrily, obviously angry that he couldn't open the lock.

At this time, Mrs. Yang happened to be coming out of the house. When she looked over here, she noticed the black shadow. Seeing the man's strange movements, she screamed and successfully scared the man away.

Mrs. Yang was terrified and didn't know who it was. After the man disappeared, she went over to check the door and found that the lock on the door was intact. She was relieved then, as it seemed that no one was home and the lock had not been broken.

I must talk to Xiaoguo and ask her to be on guard. This is not a joke.

Mrs. Yang looked at the road with regret, and the person had disappeared. If she had known earlier, she would not have shouted that voice. She would have quietly walked closer to see who it was.