Chapter 113 Reliable from head to toe

Tang Qingshan said: "No need, I will be back in a few days."

"Hey, Uncle Qingshan," Yuan Yaochu advised him seriously, "A few days for a kid are very different from a few days for us adults! A kid's heart is so small, and for a kid, one day away is a long time!"

Tang Qingshan said gently: "Really, it's not necessary. Xinbao also agreed."

Yan Shenjue pulled his arm. Yuan Yaochu looked at the little girl and scratched his head: "Okay then. If you have any questions, just tell Uncle Dong!"

He had previously sent his housekeeper Uncle Dong to provide support and to pass messages back and forth.

Tang Qingshan nodded in response, then turned back to look at his daughter. Xinbao'er had a pouty face and stood by the car looking very aggrieved, her little mouth puffed up like a small winnowing basket again.

The little girl was too clingy, Tang Qingshan didn't dare to go back, so he could only harden his heart and walk away quickly.

Yuan Yaochu sighed, "Oh, poor little thing, Daddy is leaving! We have to leave too!"

He went forward to hug her, and Yan Shenjue took a quick step and picked her up.

Yuan Yaochu didn't care and patted her little head: "Xinbao, don't cry. If you cry, you won't be beautiful anymore."

"Xinbao, don't cry anymore," the little boy lay listlessly on Yan Shenjue's shoulder, his little arms drooping like an emotionless rag, "Xinbao is tired and can't cry anymore. Xinbao needs to save his tears and cry the next time he sees his daddy."

Yuan Yaochu laughed out loud: "Why? Why do you have to cry again when you see daddy?"

Xinbao said: "Because Xinbao wants Daddy to coax him."

Yuan Yaochu laughed out loud: "You are such a clever kid!"

The carriage drove away, and Tang Qingshan stood at the corner with his hands behind his back, looking helpless, but the corners of his mouth were curved.

When Granny Liu passed away, he wasn't actually very sad.

After all, no matter how much blood ties there are, they cannot withstand the erosion of time... But this matter is exhausting and annoying from beginning to end.

But when my little girl comes and goes, even the troubles she leaves behind are sweet.

The carriage leisurely drove out of the alley, and Yuan Yaochu said, "How about we have lunch before going back? What do you want to eat, little darling?"

Yan Shenjue said, "Let's go back and eat. Let's take Xinbao away. I'm afraid Second Brother Tang will be worried."

"What's there to worry about?" Yuan Yaochu said, "Don't I look reliable from head to toe?"

Yan Shenjue said calmly: "You missed a word."

"Ah?" Yuan Yaochu said, "What word did you miss? Hey, Xiao Jue, how about we have a hotpot for lunch?"

Without needing him to answer, he made the decision: "Let's buy a brass hot pot! Then we only need to buy some meat and sesame paste. Xinbao's family has a vegetable garden, and we can pick the vegetables directly from the garden. How convenient!!"

Does someone else's vegetable garden have anything to do with you? You really don't consider yourself an outsider.

Yan Shenjue looked at him speechlessly. He had already jumped off the carriage.

The young boy was silent for a while, then he jumped out holding the milk ball in one hand and walked forward slowly.

Xinbao had just cried so hard and was in the stage of slowly recovering. His eyes were empty and he looked dazed, not knowing where he was.

Until she smelled a sweet fragrance.

Xinbao was like a little rabbit who heard a sound. He instantly stood up straight, blinked his big eyes and looked around, and then his eyes became brighter and brighter.

She didn't expect that there would be such a shop in such an era!

All kinds of candies, dried fruits, and snacks were placed in wooden boxes of various colors. They were dazzling and exuded sweet fragrance. Each one seemed to stretch out its little paws and say to her, come on, come on, eat me! !

Xinbao's eyes were so full of energy that he turned back and forth. Yan Shenjue said gently, "Xinbao, what do you want to eat?"

Both of them are extremely beautiful, like people in a painting, pleasing to the eyes.

The shopkeeper came over and greeted them: "Would you like to try some of the new five-treasure candy we have in our shop?" He scooped up a piece with a small shovel and handed it to her with a smile.

The five-treasure candy might be made from five kinds of things with different colors. They are twisted together like twisted dough sticks and mixed with some dried fruits. It looks delicious.

Xinbao swallowed her saliva and looked at Yan Shenjue. Yan Shenjue nodded. Then she stretched out her little paw to take it and said, "Thank you, uncle."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "You're welcome, thank you! Oh, this little girl, she really looks like a New Year picture..."

He stretched out his hand to pinch her face, but Yan Shenjue suddenly stepped back to avoid him, and his eyes stabbed him like a knife, frightening the shopkeeper so much that he suddenly withdrew his hand.

He sold goods on this street every day, and he could tell at a glance that the young boy was not someone he was going to mess with. He immediately stopped joking and stepped back awkwardly.

Yan Shenjue retracted his gaze, his expression gentle, and asked again: "What does Xinbao want to eat?"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Xinbao held the candy in his mouth and looked around again, still undecided, so he asked him, "What does my wife want to eat?"

Yan Shenjue curled his lips and said to the shopkeeper, "Find a bigger box and pick out some of the best-selling ones. They should be clean and exquisite, suitable for her to eat."

The shopkeeper agreed immediately.

They were also a century-old shop, and this kind of business was common. They immediately took out a three-layered box with auspicious patterns, and put the exquisite delicacies in it. Yan Shenjue paid the silver, picked up the box with one hand, and glanced at Naituanzi: "Hold me."

Xinbao said "oh" and obediently reached out to grab his clothes, still looking around.

Yan Shenjue said in a deep voice: "Don't drool on my clothes."

Xinbao sniffed, gave him an innocent look, and leaned away.

Yan Shenjue: “…”

Fortunately, the shopkeeper had a good eye and immediately said, "Where is your house? We will help you get there."

As he was talking, a young man came running out and took the savings box. Yan Shenjue nodded, changed his hand to hold Tuanzi, gently pressed her back with the other hand, and walked slowly forward.

When we found their carriage, it was already full.

Xinbao stood at the door of the carriage, with nowhere to step, his eyes wide open, and exclaimed: "Wow!!"

"You're back?" Yuan Yaochu came back excitedly and put a slaughtered sheep on the cart: "I'll finish buying it soon! Wait for me!"

There was a whole row of brass hot pots against the wall. Xinbao stretched out his little hand and counted them: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven... seven!!"

Yuan Yaochu finally finished shopping, sat in the car, and fanned himself with his hands: "I'm so tired! Xinbao is so smart, he can even count?"

Xinbao asked him: "Xiaoyuan, why are there so many pots?"

Yuan Yaochu said, "Hey, I wanted to buy ten, but he only has seven left in his store."

Yan Shenjue explained calmly: "Just in case."

"Yes," Yuan Yaochu said, "You don't know how difficult it is to have a meal with Xiao Jue! The pot may leak, it may not be stable, or the pot may be blocked... anything may happen! So you have to buy a few more, otherwise you won't be able to have a meal."

Although he knew that he was a man of few words, Yan Shenjue still felt a prick in his heart and couldn't help but look at Xinbao.

(End of this chapter)