Zhang Shaozhong felt as if he were being roasted on a fire, or thrown into an ice cellar; he was experiencing both extremes, a living hell.
He walked mechanically, trying to make himself invisible, but the invisible clash of the three ladies' auras left him nowhere to hide.
"Brother Chong, Brother Chong...do you remember? When we were little, we often came to this street to buy sugar figurines!"
Lin Ya tried to evoke fond childhood memories. Pointing to a sugar-blowing stall in front of her, she said in a sweet voice, "That old man is still here! Shall we go buy another one? Just like when we were kids!"
As she spoke, she tried to pull Zhang Shaozhong over there.
"Sugar figurines? How childish! You're such a grown-up, why would you want to eat sugar figurines?!"
Ye Meier immediately scoffed, forcefully pulling Zhang Shaozhong towards her, and pointed to a stall selling all sorts of strange and unusual trinkets, "Kid, look at that skull necklace, isn't it cool! It matches my style perfectly! Buy me that!"
Although Ling Qingxue didn't speak, her gaze swept over the skull necklace, and her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, clearly showing her dislike for this "evil object."
She paused slightly, glancing at a stall selling stationery and ancient books. Though she didn't say it explicitly, the meaning was clear—go over there.
Zhang Shaozhong felt like he was about to be torn into three pieces!
Go to the sugar figurine stall? Mei'er will explode!
Go to the skull stall? The fairy will freeze him to death!
Go to the stationery stall? Xiaoya will cry!
Cold sweat beaded on his forehead. In a moment of quick thinking, he pointed to a small stall selling tofu pudding not far away and chuckled dryly, "Heh...heh...you've been walking for so long, you must be thirsty, right? I'll treat everyone to tofu pudding! Yes! Tofu pudding!"
Without waiting for their consent, he practically dragged Ye Meier, who was clinging to him, and forced his way to the tofu stall, enduring Ling Qingxue's cold gaze on the left and Lin Ya's resentful look on the right.
"Boss! Four bowls of tofu pudding, please!"
Zhang Shaozhong quickly called out, trying to distract himself with food.
"Okay! Sweet or savory?"
The boss asked enthusiastically.
This issue has sparked a new "war"!
"Of course it's sweet!"
Ye Meier and Lin Ya spoke almost in unison!
They glared at each other after they finished speaking.
Ye Meier glared at Lin Ya: You copycat!
Lin Ya immediately gave her a look: Mind your own business!
Ling Qingxue simply said, "It's salty."
Zhang Shaozhong: "..." I'm fucking...going to die!!!
He felt like he was about to break down!
Finally, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and tell the owner, "Two bowls of sweet, one bowl of savory, one bowl... and one bowl of plain! Nothing added!"
The original flavor is his own; he's afraid that adding anything would be wrong.
After finally managing to find a small table in a corner with four bowls of tofu pudding, the atmosphere became even more awkward.
Ye Meier scooped up a spoonful of sweet tofu pudding and deliberately brought it close to Zhang Shaozhong's lips, her eyes filled with seductive allure: "Master Zhang~~ Ah~~ Open your mouth, let me feed you~~~"
Zhang Shaozhong looked at the spoon being offered to his mouth, feeling as if Ling Qingxue's gaze on his left was about to freeze him into an ice sculpture, while Lin Ya's eyes on his right were about to drip with grievance.
He was torn between eating and not eating.
"I...I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself..."
He struggled to avoid the spoon, picked up his bowl of plain tofu pudding, and gulped it down as if it were a life-saving elixir.
Seeing Ye Meier's affectionate behavior, Lin Ya puffed up her cheeks in anger, pushed her bowl of sweet tofu pudding far away, and muttered under her breath, "It doesn't taste as good as it did when I was a kid..."
Ling Qingxue ate her bowl of savory tofu pudding elegantly and in small bites, as if everything around her was irrelevant, but the low pressure emanating from her clearly showed her displeasure.
Just then, something even more despairing happened to Zhang Shaozhong—he actually saw his parents hiding behind a sign not far away, secretly peeking in their direction!
His face still held a mixture of excitement and unease, as if he were watching a good show!
Zhang Shaozhong's vision went black!
Mom and Dad, am I your biological child?
Are you here to see how your son died?!
Zhang Shaozhong found the tofu pudding tasteless, like chewing wax, and every second felt like an eternity.
He felt like a monkey in a zoo, being watched by three female guests and off-site audience members as he performed his "extreme survival" act.
After finishing the tofu pudding, mainly Zhang Shaozhong wolfed it down while the other three only had a small taste, the four of them continued "strolling" around the street.
The whole process was basically Lin Ya trying to trigger a flashback, Ye Meier frantically interrupting and asserting her dominance, Ling Qingxue silently radiating coldness, while Zhang Shaozhong tried to smooth things over and change the subject, leaving him exhausted.
"God! Save your poor child!!"
He tried to strike up a conversation with Ling Qingxue to discuss the architectural style of the old street. The fairy was knowledgeable and could join in the conversation.
But this immediately drew a dissatisfied snort from Ye Meier and a wronged look from Lin Ya.
He tried to chat with Lin Ya about her recent situation, but Ye Meier would immediately interrupt and steer the conversation toward her "sweet" daily life "living together" with Zhang Shaozhong.
He didn't even dare to get too close to anyone alone; he had to maintain a strict "equal distance," otherwise the murderous aura from the other two sides would have him slowly tortured to death.
This tour of the old street was a hundred times more tiring than his cultivation of the Chaos Qi (although it was also a kind of half-hearted cultivation)!
Finally, after more than an hour of inhuman torture, Lin Ya received a phone call. It seemed that something had come up at home and she had to leave.
Before leaving, she took one last, reluctant look at Zhang Shaochong, her eyes filled with "Brother Chong, I will come looking for you again!"
After seeing off his "childhood sweetheart," Zhang Shaozhong hadn't even had a chance to catch his breath when he sensed that the atmosphere between the remaining two big shots hadn't eased at all; on the contrary, it had become even more tense!
Ye Meier crossed her arms and looked at Ling Qingxue with a sneer: "Pretentious hypocrite, you were quite the actor just now, weren't you? Acting all detached from worldly affairs! Who were you trying to fool?"
Ling Qingxue glanced back indifferently: "I am not as good as you. You are noisy and flashy, like a commoner in the marketplace."
Zhang Shaozhong felt extremely frustrated as he watched the two of them about to start arguing again.
He quickly grabbed one of them with each hand and forcibly dragged them home.
"Let's go home! Mom and Dad must be getting impatient!"
All he wanted to do right now was go back to his home, which, though sometimes awkward, was at least free of "outsiders," and get a good night's sleep!
On the way back, Ye Meier kept calling him "Brother Chong" over and over again!
Ling Qingxue also looked at Zhang Shaozhong with a frosty expression!
He never wants to experience this again in his life: meeting his parents with two jealous men and unexpectedly running into his childhood sweetheart!
This isn't a holiday; it's a tribulation! A tribulation of love!
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