"Yuanyuan, be good and let me carry you out to play for a while," Zhao Yunxiang said. Wen Yulun had come all the way here, obviously to see Zhao Qingshan about something, and Yuanyuan's presence would likely interfere with their conversation.
After hearing what Zhao Yunxiang said, the boy looked at Zhou Yuanyuan, his eyes as cold as ever, without the slightest fluctuation.
"No," Zhou Yuanyuan shook her head, her heart filled with reluctance. This boy looks so cold. Mom, are you sure he'd play with a five-year-old girl? And what's the point of carrying her to play? She's an old witch, a local boss. Does she need this new kid to take her out to play?
From the time she entered the door until now, Zhou Yuanyuan has not heard the boy speak. Could it be that... he is a mute?
Zhou Yuanyuan couldn't help but show sympathy at this thought. The boy looked 70% like Wen Yulun, so it was foreseeable that he would be a handsome man when he grew up. It was a pity to think of a handsome man who couldn't speak.
"It's okay, Yuanyuan, follow me, Yunxiang, you do your own thing." Zhao Qingshan felt his neck being hugged tightly by his little granddaughter, and knew that Yuanyuan might not be happy to play with the new little guest.
Yesterday, Father Wen had already spoken to Zhao Qingshan about the boy over the phone, and Zhao Qingshan had basically understood what he needed to know. Even if Yulun had added anything, it would likely have been similar to what his father had said. Yuanyuan was still young and loved clinging to him, their grandfather, and Zhao Qingshan was incredibly happy. When Yunxiang was little, just like Yuanyuan, she loved clinging to him. Unfortunately, after she turned twelve, she claimed to be grown up and never let him hold her again.
"Dad, just spoil her!" Zhao Yunxiang no longer insisted on letting her daughter leave her father's arms. Only in Zhaojiagou could Yuanyuan act like a spoiled child to her father. In Zhoujia Village, the two old men were lucky enough not to scold Yuanyuan, so how could they have the patience to play with her?
Zhao Yunxiang placed the basin on the ground and began hanging the laundry. It was getting late, and she had guests at home. She would have to kill fish and prepare a few dishes soon. If she didn't do things quickly, she would be late for lunch. Although the Wen and Zhao families were close, they were guests as soon as they walked in, and the Zhao family had to treat them well.
Seeing that her persistence had won her victory, Zhou Yuanyuan smiled triumphantly at the boy.
Wen Ziqing was taken aback, thinking that Zhou Yuanyuan's smile meant she agreed to let him carry her to play together. Wen Ziqing pursed his lips, stretched out his hands, and before Zhou Yuanyuan could react, he had already moved out of Zhao Qingshan's arms.
Although Wen Ziqing had a blank expression on his face, he took Zhou Yuanyuan from Zhao Qingshan's arms with ease and composure, without any sign of reluctance.
Zhou Yuanyuan realized she had been leaning against a different embrace. The boy's chest wasn't strong, but it was firm. He was a half-grown child, very tall, almost 1.6 meters.
Zhou Yuanyuan's face flushed crimson as she suppressed the scream that threatened to escape. She, she, she...was actually being hugged by a strange man? And in a very intimate way, with one arm under her arm and the other supporting her hip.
Although this man is still young, he is still a grown man!
Oh my god! You’ve screwed your daughter so much! Your daughter is not a child, but an old woman.
Being embraced by a handsome young man? Does this count as an old cow eating young grass?
Ah, bah, bah! I am not an old cow!
Zhou Yuanyuan's thoughts came one after another in her mind, but she forgot to slip out of the boy's arms at the first moment.
Wen Ziqing held the frail Zhou Yuanyuan, feeling the weight in his hands almost negligible. Doesn't this child eat? So skinny? Only weighing a few ounces. Ziqing frowned, not realizing he was increasing the strength in his grip.
The boy's arms felt like iron hoops, causing Zhou Yuanyuan pain. After Zhou Yuanyuan came to her senses, she began to struggle.
"Let me down, let me down quickly!" Zhou Yuanyuan shouted.
Zhao Yunxiang ignored her daughter's Qiao Qing. Yes, in Zhao Yunxiang's opinion, her daughter's cries of "Put me down," "Put me down," were Qiao Qing. A five or six-year-old girl, it didn't matter who held her. Normally, Yuanyuan loved being held by her father the most.
Zhou Yuanyuan didn't know that the "hug" she usually used to entertain her grandfather was misinterpreted by her own mother like this.
Zhao Qingshan and Wen Yulun watched the interaction between the two children with a smile on their faces. It would be so lively to have more children at home! Jiasheng went to school in town, and Yuanyuan liked quietness. The family hadn't been so lively for a long time.
Also, his little garden is so funny, with a red face. It's so small, but it's already shy? Hehehe...
Wen Yulun also watched with a smile, showing no sign of helping the boy. He was curious to see how his eldest nephew would handle this situation. Would he let go and let Yuanyuan fall to the ground? Or would he tolerate Yuanyuan's temper? At home, Ziqing generally didn't allow his cousins to get within three feet of him.
Wen Ziqing's calm expression was shattered. He hadn't realized he'd misunderstood. The little girl hadn't agreed to play with him, and he'd been reckless. Zhou Yuanyuan struggled weakly, but her hands and feet were flapping. If Wen Ziqing hadn't been so strong, he might have let go.
The more Zhou Yuanyuan struggled, the tighter Wen Ziqing held her. The strong restraint reminded Zhou Yuanyuan of the vicious man in her past life. He had hit her with great force and sometimes clamped her hands, violently and cruelly.
All Zhou Yuanyuan could think of was that ferocious face.
No! I didn't do anything wrong, you can't hit me!
Zhou Yuanyuan recalled the beating she'd received from that man in her past life, and she just wanted to quickly break free from the hands that held her captive. Just a little bit more, if she could break free from those iron-like arms, she could escape to the old lady next door and find some temporary peace.
Zhou Yuanyuan fell into a state of unconscious frenzy, her hands and feet struggling and kicking non-stop. In her panic, Zhou Yuanyuan's toes accidentally kicked an acupuncture point in Wen Ziqing's waist and abdomen.
Wen Ziqing felt a sharp pain in his waist and abdomen, followed by a sense of relief as the congestion dissipated.
"Hiss!" Wen Ziqing couldn't help but let out a soft cry. For over a month, the Qi in his body had been constantly flowing backwards towards his waist and abdomen, causing him unbearable pain. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yuanyuan's unintentional action had solved a major problem for him.
"Okay, okay, Yuanyuan, stop making trouble for your brother. Come down, grandpa will take you to kill fish." Zhao Qingshan had watched enough of the fun and came to the rescue of Zhou Yuanyuan.
Zhao Qingshan's voice brought Zhou Yuanyuan back to reality. After discovering that the boy in front of her was not the tyrannical man in her previous life, Zhou Yuanyuan felt both relieved and aggrieved. She couldn't help but open her mouth and cry: "Wow..."
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