Wen Shuqiao gave Cancan a warm bath. Cancan, still in his pajamas, rode the six-wheeled bicycle that Gu Xingyuan had given him in the living room, with milk and cake in the basket.
He rode out of the bedroom, to the front door, then got off, turned a corner, and rode back to the bedroom. He played back and forth like this, and had a lot of fun.
He patted Milk and Cake's heads: "Isn't it fun? It's a toy car that Uncle Xingyuan gave me!"
But he hasn't spoken to Uncle Xingyuan in a long time, and he doesn't know if Uncle Xingyuan misses him.
Can Can was slowly riding her bike in the living room when she heard a knock on the door.
He turned his head and glanced at it, then got off his bicycle and walked over. He was about to ask who it was, but then he remembered that his aunt would always look through the peephole on the door when she opened it, so he held his voice, went back to the living room, and dragged a chair to the door.
He climbed up and squinted one eye to look outside.
Wow! It's my uncle!
The knocking was still going on, and Can Can quickly called out, "Uncle! Uncle!"
Shen Jiazhou paused in his knocking, and Cancan's voice came from inside. He asked, "Cancan?"
Can Can called out loudly, "Auntie is taking a shower! Wait a minute! I'll move the chair back and then open the door for you!"
The sound was exceptionally penetrating. Shen Jiazhou thought to himself, "Luckily, Can Can doesn't usually shout. Otherwise, this voice would probably have deafened him and Wen Shuqiao."
He wanted Can Can not rush him, and that he could wait for Wen Shu Qiao to finish showering before opening the door. But just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of a chair being moved. The kid had already eagerly dragged the chair back.
Shen Jiazhou had no choice but to wait for Cancan to come over. After a few seconds, he heard Cancan's voice again: "Uncle, Uncle, I'm here to open the door!"
Then came the soft click of the door lock, but the door didn't open.
Can Can asked in confusion, "Uncle, why can't I open the door?"
That's how my aunt opens the door!
Having moved for so long, Can Can has always been with his aunt, never needing to open the door himself. Right now, his little head is filled with big questions.
Shen Jiazhou knew what was going on; Wen Shuqiao had locked the door from the inside, so Can Can naturally couldn't open it.
He said, "No need to open it for Uncle. Uncle can just wait for Aunt at the door."
Can Can tried again, but still couldn't open it. He pouted and said, "Okay then, I'll go tell Auntie!"
"Can Can." Shen Jiazhou called out to him, "You don't need to tell your aunt. Tell her after she takes a shower."
"Okay, then." Can Can agreed, pressed his ear against the door, and continued, "Uncle, can I chat with you for a bit?"
Shen Jiazhou chuckled softly and knocked on the door: "What do you want to talk about?"
Can Can asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
"I've already eaten. I also brought you some delicious food. Your aunt will heat it up for you later." Shen Jiazhou looked down at the wicker box he was carrying. He had originally planned to come here after leaving the Shen family, but there was a last-minute meeting at the company that required him to go back. So, he had no choice but to bring it with him to the company.
Can Can exclaimed, "Uncle, I brought back the name I wrote too! Take a good look at it later!"
“…Okay.” Shen Jiazhou’s mind was racing. Oh no, he forgot to exchange for cash.
There were so many things to do today. I clearly remembered that I was going to get some cash to put in my wallet, but I forgot about it during the meeting.
Is it too late to go downstairs and change now?
Wen Shuqiao came out of the master bedroom while drying her hair and saw Cancan sticking her butt out and lying by the door.
She asked in confusion, "Baby, what are you doing?"
Cancan turned around excitedly and exclaimed, "Auntie! Uncle's here! I'm talking to him!"
Is Shen Jiaju here?
Wen Shuqiao walked over quickly, glanced through the peephole, and sure enough, Shen Jiazhou was standing at the door.
She hurriedly opened the door. Shen Jiazhou was still wondering whether he should go downstairs to find a convenience store to exchange money when the door opened.
Wen Shuqiao brushed her wet hair aside: "Why didn't you let Cancan tell me? It's so cold in the hallway."
Shen Jiazhou looked at her wet hair: "I just arrived too."
Wen Shuqiao let him into the house, and Cancan happily went to get the calligraphy he had written today.
Wen Shuqiao said, "Do as you please, I'm going to get my hair dried."
Shen Jiazhou hummed in agreement, closed the door, and then asked, "Do you have six hundred yuan in cash?"
"Yes." Wen Shuqiao turned to look at him again: "What?"
“…Let me change it.” Shen Jiazhou said somewhat awkwardly, “I forgot to withdraw cash.”
Wen Shuqiao nodded: "Is it in a hurry?"
Shen Jiazhou glanced at her wet hair: "Give it to me after you've dried it."
He picked up the wicker box he was holding: "Could I use the microwave?"
Wen Shuqiao hummed in agreement: "Use it."
It's just a microwave, but after taking a couple of steps toward the master bedroom, she still turned back, a little uneasy, and asked, "Do you know how to use it?"
Shen Jiazhou, who had been full of confidence, fell silent after hearing Wen Shuqiao's question.
Wen Shuqiao understood. She said, "Put it over there, I'll come and get it later."
Shen Jiazhou hummed in agreement: "Thank you for your trouble."
That's a good question; he's never used a microwave.
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