Back home, Can Can couldn't wait to go to the kitchen. Grandma was preparing dinner. She helped him wash his hands and gave him a sweet strawberry. Can Can walked out of the kitchen while munching on the strawberry. Now he was going to his room to change into his comfortable clothes!
When he returned to the living room, only his aunt was there. He went over and shared his half-eaten strawberry with her.
Wen Shuqiao shook her head: "No need, you eat."
Can Can stuffed the strawberry into her mouth, her cheeks puffed out like a little squirrel hiding its food.
He raised his hand towards Wen Shuqiao: "Hug."
I haven't even hugged my aunt yet today! I miss her!
Wen Shuqiao was sitting on the sofa when she heard this, and reached out to hug him onto her lap.
Can Can swallowed the strawberries in a few bites, then snuggled into Wen Shu Qiao's arms and acted coquettishly.
Wen Shuqiao pinched the back of his neck. The child's skin was delicate and soft to the touch. She couldn't help but touch it a few more times before whispering, "Other children don't act like this anymore."
"I'm not like other little kids," Can Can said with a smile, hugging her neck. "Auntie, I want a toy, okay?"
Wen Shuqiao placed her hands behind his back to prevent him from falling backward.
"What kind of toy do you want?" Wen Shuqiao asked, puzzled. "You already have a lot of toys."
The children's room is filled with toys, but Can Can is always missing one. It's like Shen Jiazhou's display case has dozens of watches, but when he introduces them to her, he always says that one is missing.
She understands.
Can Can said, "I want a bubble machine. An An said he has one, and it's so much fun."
He's only ever played with blowing bubbles, he's never played with a bubble machine before!
"Okay," Wen Shuqiao said, "How about this as a reward for starting kindergarten?"
Can Can muttered, "Well, okay then."
He rested his forehead against Wen Shuqiao's shoulder and pushed her towards the back of the sofa. Wen Shuqiao leaned against the sofa as he did so and patted his head: "Shall I take you to change your clothes? Milk and Cake haven't seen you all day and miss you so much."
"Oh." Can Can raised her head slightly, then quickly lowered it again, tapping her aunt's shoulder with her head intermittently.
"What? You've turned into a little hammer?" Wen Shuqiao smiled and reached out to hold his forehead, but Can Can didn't hit him this time. He buried his face in his aunt's shoulder and asked in a conflicted tone, "Auntie, why isn't Uncle your husband?"
He's still so curious!
Wen Shuqiao withdrew her hand: "Because my uncle and I are not married. We live together because of you."
"Me?" Can Can didn't understand: "Why?"
“Because you are the link,” Wen Shuqiao explained softly. “Your aunt and uncle were actually strangers, but we became your family, so naturally we are family too.”
Can Can still seemed to understand, but not quite. He asked, "Then, Auntie, where is your husband?"
Wen Shuqiao smiled, her eyes crinkling: "Auntie doesn't know, but if Auntie finds a husband, I'll definitely tell you, okay?"
"Alright then." Can Can said disappointedly, "Is it really not my uncle?"
If only it were my uncle! How useless my uncle is!
Wen Shuqiao stroked the back of his head: "Auntie can't answer your question, but Auntie promises that no matter who it is, I will definitely tell you."
"Then, what if I don't like him?" Can Can still tried her best: "I like Uncle, and I want Uncle to be your husband."
Wen Shuqiao pinched his cheek: "The conversation is over, go change your clothes."
Can Can remained clung to her, his eyes darting around. He said, "Auntie, if Uncle won't be your husband, then how about Uncle becomes your wife?"
"Cough cough cough—"
A coughing sound came from behind them. Wen Shuqiao and Cancan looked over and saw Shen Jiazhou holding a bottle of water, coughing violently, his whole face turning red.
Wen Shuqiao put Cancan aside and walked towards him, asking, "Are you alright?"
But Shen Jiazhou was clearly being defiant, and he quickly waved his hand, but couldn't say a word.
Wen Shuqiao walked to his side and reached out to pat his back: "Take it easy, take it easy."
Can Can stood on the other side of her uncle, looked at her aunt, and imitated her, raising her hand and trying to gently touch her uncle's side: "Uncle? Uncle? Are you alright?"
Shen Jiazhou coughed for a while, covering his mouth, before he came to his senses. He took a deep breath, his voice hoarse, and said, "I, I'm fine, I'm fine."
That's too embarrassing.
He coughed so hard he couldn't speak because of a single sentence.
Wen Shuqiao was still looking at him with concern, about to speak, when Shen Jiazhou turned to look at her.
Looking at Shen Jiazhou, she swallowed the words she wanted to say.
Shen Jiazhou's eyes were now filled with tears because of his cough.
Well... she looked so pitiful... so...contrast...so...beautiful...
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