After finishing the family reunion dinner, Shen Jiazhou disposed of the trash and prepared to go downstairs with the trash bag in hand.
Wen Shuqiao glanced at it and said, "Let's go together, there's more inside."
Eating hot pot is a hassle because of the hassle of taking out the trash, but if you don't deal with it, you're afraid it will leave a huge smell in your home.
Shen Jiazhou glanced at her quickly, then pretended to look away casually: "No need, it's cold outside. Just give me the trash, I'll be up soon."
Wen Shuqiao stopped insisting and went into the kitchen to bring out the garbage she had just collected and handed it to Shen Jiazhou.
While watching the Spring Festival Gala, Can Can knew her uncle was about to come downstairs, and called out loudly, "Uncle, come up quickly! Let's play games together!"
As Shen Jiazhou changed his shoes, he said, "I know, I know."
After saying that, he picked up the trash and left.
Wen Shuqiao stretched her shoulders and neck, and tidied up the kitchen. Aunt Zhang was on holiday for the next two days, but she filled the refrigerator before the holiday.
She glanced around and found a bag of glutinous rice balls, which she could eat for breakfast the next morning.
After breakfast, I went for a walk with Can Can and Shen Jia Zhou, and bought some fresh vegetables.
After making up her mind, Wen Shuqiao closed the refrigerator door.
After leaving the kitchen, I told Can Can what was going on and went back to the children's room.
After the move, Shen Jiazhou mostly stayed at Emerald Courtyard. They would occasionally come over, have a meal, and then leisurely go back.
Since no one had lived there for a long time, it still needed to be cleaned. She went into the children's room, turned on the light, and found that she didn't need to do anything at all.
Shen Jiazhou must have already had it cleaned; the bed was covered with new, soft sheets, and even the small blanket was about the same size as the one Can Can slept on every night.
This was prepared long ago.
Wen Shuqiao was amazed by Shen Jiazhou's thoughtfulness.
She took out a clean, bright nightgown from the closet and put it on the bed, planning to take a shower and go to sleep later.
After finishing, Wen Shuqiao left the children's room, just as Shen Jiazhou opened the door and returned.
He changed into slippers and took off his long down jacket, casually placing it on the floor-standing coat rack in the entryway.
Shen Jiazhou watched Wen Shuqiao come out of the children's room, and then, as if remembering something, he said, "Auntie cleaned and tidied your room and Can Can's room the day before her holiday. You can go upstairs and take a look."
Wen Shuqiao nodded. When she moved, she thought that Cancan might come over, so she left a change of clothes and pajamas upstairs, which came in handy today.
She said, "Okay, I'm going upstairs to wash up. You and Can Can play first."
Shen Jiazhou hummed in agreement, watched her walk up the stairs, and suddenly looked up and asked, "Are you sleeping upstairs tonight?"
Wen Shuqiao stopped, turned to the side and looked down at Shen Jiazhou standing at the bottom of the stairs: "I'll sleep with Cancan, so we don't mess up the bed."
"...What's the big deal about messing things up when it's time to sleep?" Shen Jiazhou crossed his arms. "If you don't want to sleep with Can Can, then sleep upstairs."
Wen Shuqiao smiled and said, "I was just saying it casually, no need to bother. I'm sleeping with Cancan tonight, and I promised him before."
Shen Jiazhou then gave up: "Okay."
Since Wen Shuqiao insisted, he couldn't say anything more.
He watched Wen Shuqiao disappear into the stairwell without looking away.
Then Can Can asked in confusion, "Uncle, what are you looking at over there?"
My uncle remained motionless, like a big tree.
"It's not described as 'one'," the system corrected. "It's described as 'trees'."
[Oh, oh, oh.] Cancan replied perfunctorily.
Shen Jiazhou snapped out of his daze, lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose somewhat embarrassedly, then turned around and walked towards the sofa: "What are you doing? A little kid is huddled here."
Can Can pointed to the cake, then pointed to the milk.
Shen Jiazhou changed his tune, saying, "Oh, three children."
Can Can nodded in satisfaction: "Watching the Spring Festival Gala! Lots of kids performed together just now!"
Shen Jiazhou sat down naturally: "Really? By the way, we're going out to play in a couple of days, aren't you excited?"
"I'm so happy!" Can Can's eyes crinkled with laughter. "Uncle, shall we go skiing too? An An said it's so much fun! And then we can go soak in a hot spring, okay?"
"Whatever you say," Shen Jiazhou said. "Let's have a blast this time."
Can Can sweetly snuggled up to Shen Jiazhou: "Yay! Uncle, will you give me a bath later?"
Shen Jiazhou was naturally willing and immediately rolled up his sleeves: "Come on, your uncle will give you a good wash."
Can Can climbed up from the sofa and opened her arms to Shen Jia Zhou, her meaning quite clear.
Helpless, Shen Jiazhou hugged him, patted his bottom first, and before Can Can could react, picked him up and walked towards the children's room.
He said, "With your weight, your uncle probably won't be able to carry you anymore. You're all solid flesh."
Wen Shuqiao is quite skilled at raising both people and cats/dogs.
Can Can hugged his neck: "Oh, Uncle, how can you be so useless! I'm very light, okay?"
Shen Jiazhou was about to say something when Cancan covered his mouth.
If you don't want to hear it, you're not allowed to speak!
Shen Jiazhou: ...
By the time everything was packed up, it was almost eleven o'clock.
Wen Shuqiao dried her hair and came downstairs. The TV in the living room was still on, but she wasn't there. The cake was still lying on the floor. When it saw her come down, it wagged its tail and rushed to her.
Wen Shuqiao bent down and patted its head, then walked towards the children's room. Can Can was already lying down, and Shen Jiazhou sat in a chair and read a story to it.
She went inside and said, "I'll do it. You go wash up and get some rest."
Shen Jiazhou closed the storybook, glanced at the time on his phone, and realized it was indeed getting late.
Even though it's New Year's Eve, you should still go to bed early and get up early.
He put the storybook aside and stood up from his chair: "Goodnight, Bookjo."
Then she looked at the bed, where Can Can's eyes were wide open like saucers: "Goodnight, Can Can."
Can Can blinked: "Goodnight, Uncle."
"Goodnight, Jia Zhou." Wen Shuqiao watched him leave the children's room.
After staring for a while, she turned her gaze back and muttered something, but no one could hear her.
After closing the door, Wen Shuqiao lay down next to Can Can.
As soon as she lay down, Can Can leaned over with a mysterious look on her face and asked, "Auntie, do you want to touch under the pillow?"
Under the pillow?
Wen Shuqiao reached under her pillow in confusion and touched something slightly hard, made of paper.
She took the item out from under her pillow; it was a large red envelope.
Can Can chuckled and took out her own big red envelope from under the covers, saying happily, "It was from my uncle."
Both red envelopes were thick, as if they were about to burst through their shells.
Wen Shuqiao opened the red envelope, but what she saw were just a few words written on it.
—Shuqiao's New Year's money.
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