Shen Jiazhou suddenly realized that the sun was really bad today; it made him dizzy and he even mistook Wen Shuqiao for someone else and thought she was about to fall.
Furthermore, while my brain was still in a daze, my arm had already reached out.
Shen Jiazhou's ears turned red, and he secretly cursed himself for having a problem with his arm.
Wen Shuqiao was also stunned for a moment, but when she saw his bright red ears, she realized what was going on and said, "Thank you. I'm so glad you were here, otherwise I would have fallen."
This polite remark was not just awkward, it was extremely awkward.
Shen Jiazhou gave a dry "oh" and said, "Get on, get on the bus."
Can Can was still being stubborn, but when he heard his uncle say that, he showed his little face in confusion. He looked at his uncle and then at his aunt.
How strange!
[Nothing strange about it.] The system said: [Just an innocent guy. Sigh, I wonder when Uncle will come to his senses. Uncle An'an is obviously interested. What if Uncle An'an makes a move while Uncle is still all smiles?]
It will be too late to cry then.
This is really giving the leader a headache.
What is a pure-hearted man? Can Can thought the system's words were strange and she couldn't understand them.
He still asked, "Uncle, shall we watch Ultraman?"
Shen Jiazhou didn't even look at him, only saying, "Watch Ultraman."
Actually, he and Wen Shuqiao were just teasing each other.
Can Can immediately let go of Wen Shu Qiao's waist, took the reins that Wen Shu Qiao had been holding, and said happily, "Cake, let's go, let's go watch Ultraman!"
The cake wagged its tail enthusiastically and kept whimpering, as if responding to Can Can's words.
It also loves watching Ultraman!
Shen Jiazhou opened the driver's side door and got in.
Can Can looked at the closed driver's seat with a puzzled expression. "Huh? Why isn't my uncle opening the door for me?"
Fortunately, Wen Shuqiao came over and opened the car door. Cake jumped up in one go, and Cancan also climbed up with his bottom sticking out. After he was seated, Wen Shuqiao closed the door and turned around to go around the back of the car, but when he turned around, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She was quite embarrassed just now.
*
After New Year's Day, everyone got busy again. After Wen Shuqiao and Cancan moved, Shen Jiazhou went on a business trip, which lasted for almost a week until Cancan came back from kindergarten.
However, he didn't rest after returning. He suddenly took on a new project and was preparing with his team before the end of the year. He worked overtime every day, and even when he met with Can Can, he only saw her briefly before going back to work.
As we entered the twelfth lunar month, time flew by like an arrow, and the calendar was torn to the 28th of the twelfth lunar month. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve.
Shen Jiazhou sat in his office chair and signed his name on the last document before the new year before letting out a long sigh of relief; the work was finally over.
His phone vibrated a few times on the table. He picked it up in a good mood and glanced at it. Wen Shuqiao had sent him a voice message on WeChat.
With a light tap, Cancan's question came through: "Uncle, uncle, when are you getting off work? My aunt and I made a super delicious dinner and are waiting for you! My aunt said we'll celebrate the New Year together."
Tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve. As early as mid-December, Old Master Shen personally called Shen Jiazhou. The conversation was very brief.
No matter how much trouble there is, we still hope that Shen Jiazhou can go home for the New Year. As for Cancan, if she wants to come back, we can take her back; if she doesn't want to, we won't force her.
Shen Jiazhou didn't really want to go back, but when he heard that Old Master Shen had to cough and need oxygen after just one sentence, he couldn't help but soften his heart.
He was sometimes annoyed, wondering why people would still be soft-hearted when things had already gone this far.
Wen Shuqiao comforted him, saying that after all, they had been family for so many years, and as long as there was no conflict of interest, he should go back and visit.
So it was decided that the three of them would celebrate the New Year on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.
Shen Jiazhou pressed the voice button: "I just finished working and I'm driving back now. Ask your aunt if she wants me to bring anything back with her."
He stood up with his phone in hand, stretched his neck, picked up his coat from the floor-standing coat rack, and prepared to go out.
The phone rang again, and Can Can replied, "Auntie said that if you see any sweet sugarcane or sweet oranges, please buy some. Oh, and by the way, are there any other delicious fruits? We wanted to buy some this afternoon, but they were too heavy to carry, so we didn't."
As Shen Jiazhou walked, he replied, "Okay, okay. What else do you want to eat? Ask your aunt. I'm about to leave now, and I'll bring it all back later."
After Wen Shuqiao and Cancan moved to Emerald Courtyard, Shen Jiazhou would occasionally stay there and sleep with Cancan, which was no different from before.
But sometimes when I come home from working overtime, the house is dark and I still feel empty inside.
He always felt that his mind was a little restless when he was free, but he couldn't find a reason. However, he felt calm when he was with the two of them.
After much thought, Shen Jiazhou still felt that it was just a habit.
He was used to having someone waiting for him at home, and he was also used to Can Can running around the house with cakes and milk, like a chubby little monkey that wanted to fly to the sky.
The phone rang again, pulling Shen Jiazhou back to reality. He stepped into the elevator and continued looking down at his phone.
This time, Cancan sent me a photo. The photo showed... well... steamed buns that didn't really look like dumplings.
Can Can said, "Auntie said we don't need it, we have enough at home. Uncle, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm making dumplings with Auntie, you keep bothering me."
Shen Jiazhou chuckled softly and muttered under his breath, "Naughty kid."
I don't feel sorry for my uncle who just finished working overtime.
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