Chapter 324 Mao Mao Eats Mooncakes
Shen Zhaolin's story continues, and the group continues on their way.
But it wasn't long before Shen Zhaolin noticed the changes in his young listeners.
Mao Mao is the most enthusiastic little listener; no matter what he says, he always gives the most enthusiastic and loud response. It's very rewarding to tell stories to a child like him.
Looking into her bright, sparkling eyes, her little face filled with almost tangible adoration, Shen Zhaolin couldn't stop talking once he started, getting more and more carried away. However, for quite a while, he didn't hear that little "wah" sound anymore.
Mao Mao lay on Lou Dashuai's body, her little face resting on his broad shoulders, her soft, chubby cheeks squeezing out of shape, staring blankly in a certain direction, lost in thought.
"Maomao? Maomao?"
After being called several times, Mao Mao finally came to her senses, looking over with her big, blank eyes: "Huh..."
Shen Zhaolin adjusted his glasses and said gently, "Was my story uninteresting? Was it a bit too dry for you?"
Commander Lou immediately said, "Mao Mao, then we won't listen."
Mao Mao shook her head and said sullenly, "...Mao Mao."
Shen Zhaolin nodded and said, "Lou Yansui's story is very good, and the character Mao Mao is also a very vivid and lovely child. My story is indeed not as interesting as Mao Mao's, no wonder you are not interested."
"No. Uncle, your story is very interesting." Mao Mao shook her head again, pointed in a certain direction, and said again, "Mao Mao."
All three of them turned around in the direction her little finger was pointing and looked in that direction.
But there was nothing in the direction she pointed, only a constant stream of people.
Lou Dashuai looked around: "Mao Mao, where is Maomao? There aren't any bookstores around here."
Mao Mao pointed over there: "There, they ran away."
"run?"
Maomao is just a character in a story, living in the book, how could she run away?
The three grown men exchanged glances, all completely bewildered.
Then it was Shen Zhaolin who had a sudden flash of inspiration and pondered, "Does Mao Mao mean the little beggar we just met?"
Mao Mao nodded her little head vigorously: "Mao Mao!"
Everyone was speechless.
yes.
The little beggar we just saw wasn't very old; he looked about the same age as Mao Mao in the story. Mao Mao was a homeless little beggar in Haicheng, and there were many such "Mao Maos" on the streets of Haicheng.
Mao Mao leaned on her father's shoulder, her chubby little face showing worry: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, did Maomao and the kitten get to eat mooncakes?"
Her brother hasn't written her a story about the Mid-Autumn Festival yet, so Mao Mao doesn't know how Maomao celebrates the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Nie Zhengyun, who was listening nearby, then spoke up with a smile: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Our Green Gang sent people to distribute mooncakes at the gate to the homeless beggars in Haicheng. Maybe that Mao Mao got to eat a mooncake too?"
Mao Mao's little face lit up instantly, regaining its radiance: "Uncle, really?!"
Commander Lou: "..."
Shen Zhaolin: "..."
The two men glanced sideways: When did the Green Gang become so kind?
Nie Zhengyun accepted their scrutiny without changing his expression.
He put his hand behind his back and gestured to his subordinates following behind. The subordinates understood and quickly went to carry out their tasks.
Perhaps not in the morning.
But it will definitely be here in the afternoon.
Nie Zhengyun said with a smile, "Of course it's true. If Miss Mao Mao doesn't believe me, you can come with me to the Green Gang to see for yourself. By the way, Miss Mao Mao has never been a guest of the Green Gang before, so perhaps..."
"No way!" Commander Lou interrupted sharply, glaring at him warningly before quickly coaxing Mao Mao in his arms, "Mao Mao, the Green Gang isn't fun at all. If you want to play, come with Daddy to the military camp. There are tanks and cannons there, which are much more interesting than the Green Gang!"
Mao Mao said happily, "Uncle, Mao Mao doesn't need to look. Mao Mao believes in you. You're a good person!"
Nie Zhengyun had a faint smile on his lips.
Is he a good person?
Perhaps, only this little girl in the whole world thinks this way.
However, if it makes Mao Mao happy, it wouldn't hurt to be a good person for a short day.
The subordinates acted swiftly, and soon the news of the Green Gang distributing mooncakes at their gates reached the ears of all the beggars in the city. News travels fastest among the beggars, and countless beggars rushed to collect them.
This move greatly improved passersby's goodwill towards the Green Gang, and also greatly improved Mao Mao's goodwill towards the kind uncle.
For the rest of the journey, she kept chattering away at Nie Zhengyun, asking him questions.
Mao Mao: "Uncle, what kind of mooncake is Mao Mao eating?"
Nie Zhengyun: "Oh, what kind of mooncakes does Miss Mao Mao like to eat?"
Mao Mao: "Mao Mao likes them all!"
Nie Zhengyun smiled and said, "Then, Mao Mao also got to eat two kinds of mooncakes: sweet mooncakes and meat mooncakes. The sweet mooncakes are filled with red bean paste, just like the ones Miss Mao Mao made for me."
Mao Mao: "Wow!"
If Mao Mao had a tail, she would be wagging it nonstop at this kind uncle right now.
Shen Zhaolin strolled along beside them.
Just a moment ago, Mao Mao was extremely interested in the story he was telling, but now, all Mao Mao can think about is eating mooncakes.
Perhaps he could learn from Lou Yansui how to write fairy tales?
Lou Dashuai coughed heavily: "Mao Mao, your aunt also sent someone to distribute porridge today."
Mao Mao's little head immediately turned around: "Really?!"
"Of course, your eldest aunt has the kindest heart and often does charity. Your eldest aunt had already arranged for everyone to have a full meal during the Mid-Autumn Festival." Lou Dashuai said meaningfully, "Unlike some people, who can't do good deeds even once a year, and still have to bring it up to pretend."
Mao Mao cheered: "Big Mom is awesome!"
"That's right, your aunt is the best."
"Mao Mao should thank Auntie when she gets home."
"Hey~" Lou Dashuai brought his big face closer, "She's not here now, so thanking me is the same. Mao Mao, come here and give your dad a kiss."
Mao Mao wasn't stingy at all; she immediately pouted and left a wet kiss on Lou Dashuai's rough face.
Lou Dashuai beamed with joy, his deep voice rising in a hushed tone: "Hey, Daddy's sweetie! Don't you love Daddy the most?"
The little voice responded loudly, "I love Daddy!"
"Dad loves Mao Mao the most too!"
The father and daughter snuggled together, rubbing against each other affectionately.
One looks youthful, the other rugged, like a tiger and a puppy cuddling.
Nie Zhengyun: "..."
Shen Zhaolin: "..."
So this is how the General usually acts in front of Mao Mao?
It's unbearable to look at.
Shen Zhaolin decisively pointed to a restaurant not far away, "How about we go to that restaurant for lunch?"
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