Chapter 339 Gifts for Visiting the Sick
Before visiting the sick Mao Mao, Shen Zhaolin didn't rush to her door. First, he went to a time-honored pastry shop and bought some freshly baked pastries, a little of everything. Then he went to a bookstore and bought some newly released storybooks. After thinking for a moment, he went to a department store and bought some toys that children would like.
He came out of the department store with bags and packages in his hands, almost too heavy to carry.
Shen Zhaolin peered around and saw a rickshaw parked by the roadside not far away. He picked up his bag and walked over. Before he even got there, a black car stopped in front of him.
A man stepped out of the back seat, dressed in a long black robe, with an indifferent expression.
They were acquaintances.
"Mr. Nie?" Shen Zhaolin greeted him politely.
Nie Zhengyun looked at him and nodded slightly: "Mr. Chen."
The two had no contact normally, except for the last time when they went on a trip together and lured Mao Mao away from Lou Dashuai's small boat. Apart from that, they had no contact whatsoever, and exchanging a greeting was already considered extremely polite.
Seeing the large bags and packages in Shen Zhaolin's hands, Nie Zhengyun knew he must be busy. Without wasting words with him, she headed straight for the department store.
He also has important things to do.
Shen Zhaolin, however, seemed to remember something and called out to him, "Mr. Nie, are you free today?"
Nie Zhengyun didn't even turn his head: "No."
"Then forget it." Shen Zhaolin wasn't disappointed at all. "I was going to ask you if you wanted to go visit Mao Mao together."
Nie Zhengyun had already walked several steps away, but upon hearing this, she pulled her foot back.
He turned around and looked at him, his eyes narrowing slightly as he gazed at what Shen Zhaolin was carrying: "Mr. Shen, are you planning to go find Miss Mao Mao?"
Shen Zhaolin Xinran replied, "That's right."
"You also know that Miss Mao Mao didn't go to kindergarten?" Nie Zhengyun looked him up and down.
Shen Zhaolin replied, "I heard it from Lou Yansui. He said that Mao Mao is sick and resting at home... By the way, how did Mr. Nie find out?"
Nie Zhengyun didn't answer, but said, "I also plan to visit Miss Mao Mao while she is sick."
"What a coincidence!" Shen Zhaolin lifted the things in his hand and said with a smile, "I have already bought gifts for visiting Mao Mao. They are all things that Mao Mao likes. If Mr. Nie does not mind, we can go together."
Nie Zhengyun nodded slightly.
Shen Zhaolin didn't stand on ceremony and got into his car.
Nie Zhengyun was not in a hurry to sit back down. His eyes searched around and he quickly found the shop he wanted and headed in that direction.
Shen Zhaolin leaned out of the car window: "Mr. Nie?"
He bought everything he needed, so preparing anything else would be redundant.
Shen Zhaolin saw him linger in front of a shop for a moment, and then return shortly afterward carrying a gift wrapped in ribbon.
...
The Marshal's Mansion.
Mao Mao stood under the eaves at the entrance of her house, tiptoeing, craning her neck in anticipation.
Looking at her expectant little face, Lou Hongjian felt a wave of dizziness, as if his illness had worsened.
"Mao Mao, let's go inside and wait." Lou Hongjian said with a bitter face, "It's cold outside, don't let it make your illness worse."
Mao Mao shook her head: "Mao Mao isn't cold."
She was dressed warmly and had ridden her bike around several times; after exercising, she felt even less cold. Now, she was so impatient that she paced around in circles under the eaves, like a warm little mochi.
Lou Hongjian buttoned up his coat, feeling the cold wind whistling against his body, making him feel particularly desolate.
It's not just the northwest wind blowing, but also the daggers flying from my own father in the future.
Mao Mao just answered a phone call, right?
Why did we attract that big shot from the Green Gang again?
He should have stayed in his studio to recover instead of coming down to ride bikes with Mao Mao.
As soon as the black car appeared in the distance outside the iron gate, Mao Mao's eyes lit up, and she immediately ran over happily with her short legs to greet the upcoming guest.
When the car stopped at the door, the person who got out of the back seat was none other than Nie Zhengyun.
"uncle!"
Mao Mao ran over happily: "Uncle, you've come to see me!"
"Miss Mao Mao," Nie Zhengyun greeted her.
Before Mao Mao could run up to him, the other car door was pushed open, and Shen Zhaolin got out of the car.
Mao Mao was even more surprised: "Uncle, you're here too?"
She thought she would only be welcoming one friend, but to her surprise, two of her good friends showed up!
Lou Hongjian followed behind her, his face turning green: "Mr. Shen, what brings you here too?"
Shen Zhaolin smiled and said, "I heard from Lou Yansui that Mao Mao is sick, so I came to visit her. Oh, by the way."
Shen Zhaolin took out the gifts he had bought from the car and said to Mao Mao, "I bought you some delicious food, both sweet and savory. I wonder if you have any appetite since you're sick?"
Mao Mao answered loudly, "Yes, yes!"
Friends came to visit Mao Mao, and Mao Mao was very happy and had a big appetite.
She received one gift after another, her little hands couldn't hold them all, and even Lou Hongjian's arms were filled with gifts.
"Mr. Shen, isn't this too much?"
"Not much," Shen Zhaolin introduced with an air of importance. "This food is to whet Mao Mao's appetite, and this chicken is to supplement her nutrition. This toy is for Mao Mao to play with, so she won't be bored when she's sick. If she's too sick and weak to play, there are storybooks to read to her..."
Everything from food and drink to entertainment and sightseeing is useful and takes into account all situations.
Shen Zhaolin had everything prepared, and after he finished his introduction, Nie Zhengyun presented his gift.
A bouquet of flowers.
In the bleak autumn, the flowers that were once in full bloom in the garden of the Marshal's Mansion have all withered, and the shrubs have turned golden. It is rare to see such a colorful display.
Mao Mao's attention was immediately drawn to the flowers, her big, dark eyes looking at them with delight.
“My preparations are not as complete as Mr. Shen’s.” Nie Zhengyun bent down and placed the bouquet in her arms, saying gently, “These flowers are very beautiful. I hope Miss Mao will be happy to see them and have a good mood even when she is sick.”
The vibrant flowers brushed against the little girl's soft cheeks, and her eyes gradually brightened, her smile even more radiant than the bouquet in her arms.
"Thank you, Uncle. Mao Mao likes it."
Mao Mao happily said, "Mao Mao is super~ happy!"
"Oh, if Miss Mao likes it, that's wonderful."
Lou Hongjian: "..."
Lou Hongjian looked up at the sky.
dad……
Dad went to play with Mao Mao last night and got a scolding from Grandma.
Compared to these two... sigh, never mind.
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