Chapter 233 Going to the Shen Family
The Shen family's house is an antique-style mansion, similar in appearance to Nie Zhengyun's house, with green tiles, white walls, low eaves, high windows, and winding corridors.
The three-courtyard complex is spacious, elegant, and quiet. There are few pedestrians in front of the gate, and only the rustling of the treetops can be heard.
The car stopped in front of the Shen family's house.
The servants at the Shen family's gate immediately looked towards the car, and Lou Hongjian met their gaze through the car window.
He gripped the steering wheel, turned around unwillingly, and asked his younger sister sitting in the back seat, "Mao Mao, are you sure you don't need me to go with you?"
Lou Fengju, supporting his younger sister's chubby little body, also looked down and asked, "Mao Mao, will your big brother go with you?"
Mao Mao shook her head and obediently said, "I have my brother with me."
Lou Fengju: "..."
Lou Heming sat on her other side, looking worried, and said, "But you and Asui are both too young."
One is four years old, and the other is sixteen.
All of them combined aren't even as big as Ah Hong.
That's right, the one who ultimately won the lucky draw among the four brothers and got to accompany his sister was Lou Yansui.
Apart from himself, his three older brothers all had strong opinions about the result.
They didn't win the lottery, but they still accompanied Mao Mao to the Shen family's door in a car, trying to change Mao Mao's mind the whole way.
Lou Yansui sat in the passenger seat, her face beaming: "Second brother, Mao Mao and I are going to celebrate Teacher Shen's birthday, what could possibly be a problem?"
Lou Heming: "You can't say that. Mr. Shen is a good person, but there are other members of the Shen family here today."
The Shen family is a scholarly family with a large number of members. Several of their ancestors were high-ranking officials, and some of the younger generation hold important positions in government agencies, while many are engaged in arts-related work.
In short, a family of intellectuals.
The impressions that intellectuals had of Commander Lou need no further elaboration. Shen Zhaolin was not the only intellectual with the surname Shen who published articles in newspapers offering his opinions.
The three older brothers became increasingly unwilling to give up, and said as they were about to unbuckle their seatbelts: "A-Sui, Mao-Mao, I'll go with you."
"No, don't." Lou Yansui quickly stopped Lou Hongjian from moving beside him: "I'll take Mao Mao with me, the two of us are enough."
"but……"
"We are guests invited by Teacher Shen, and we have Teacher Shen's invitation letter." Lou Yansui: "This is Teacher Shen's home. Teacher Shen is not only Mao Mao's good friend, but also my teacher. What is there to worry about?"
It's not like the Green Gang, which harbors many dangers.
It wasn't Nie Zhengyun who wanted to be Mao Mao's father.
Lou Yansui confidently opened the car door and said to Mao Mao, "Mao Mao, we've arrived. Let's go."
Mao Mao nodded, clutching the gift she had prepared, and struggled free from her brothers' encirclement.
She climbed out of the car, then bent down to straighten the ribbon on the gift box, tidying it up neatly. Of course, she didn't forget to bring her invitation.
The remaining three could only sit in the car and watch helplessly as the youngest brother led the youngest sister toward the Shen family mansion. The gate of the Shen mansion was grand and imposing, like a gaping maw of an abyss.
Lou Hongjian angrily slammed his hand on the steering wheel, and the horn beeped twice.
He looked at his hands with exasperation: "Why did they have to be so useless at this crucial moment?"
The two people in the back seat didn't say anything.
They wished they were the ones standing at the entrance of the Shen residence right now.
Did Ah Sui secretly touch Mao Mao before the lottery?
The two guests handed out invitations, and the doorman quickly recognized the handwriting on them.
Before long, Shen Zhaolin rushed out to greet his guests.
"Maomao!"
"Classmate Lou Yansui."
"You've arrived." Shen Zhaolin's face lit up with joy. "Please come in."
"Uncle, here you go." Mao Mao handed him the gift she had prepared, giving him a sweet smile: "Uncle, happy birthday."
Lou Yansui quickly presented her own birthday gift: "Happy birthday, Teacher Shen."
Shen Zhaolin was stunned for a moment.
He never expected that his friends and students would prepare such a thoughtful gift for him. After realizing what was happening, he accepted the gift with both hands, his face beaming with even greater joy: "Thank you, you're so kind."
The gift was wrapped in colorful paper and tied with a bow. He really wanted to open it immediately to see what was inside, but he tried his best to resist.
Shen Zhaolin held the two gifts in one hand, freeing the other to hold his child's hand. Without him saying a word, a soft little hand instinctively slipped into his palm. He squeezed it, as if holding a cloud, his heart filled with tenderness.
Shen Zhaolin led the two into the house.
"My family is large, and many people have come today, but you two are the only guests."
Lou Yansui: "Is it just the two of us?"
Shen Zhaolin smiled and said, "One of you is my friend and the other is my student. There's no need to be formal. Just treat each other as if you're at home. If I've done anything wrong in my hospitality, please forgive me."
Mao Mao's eyes were wide open, and her little head turned around, looking around curiously.
The Shen residence and the Nie residence are somewhat similar, both being traditional courtyard houses, but their styles are quite different. The Nie residence is deserted and quiet, with few people around; even the Green Gang members dare not speak loudly, as if the temperature is lower than elsewhere. The Shen residence, on the other hand, is different. After walking only a few steps, they heard lively laughter.
When Shen Zhaolin brought two guests to the front hall, the seats inside were full, with men, women, young and old, tall and short, fat and thin, all present.
A boy about the same age as Lou Yansui peeked in from the doorway. When he saw the three of them approaching, he immediately shouted, "They're here! Uncle San has brought his guests!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the front hall turned to look at the two of them, their eyes filled with curiosity.
Lou Yansui paused slightly, then quickly caught up.
Mao Mao wasn't scared at all. She held her little head high and followed her uncle to the front of the crowd. Shen Zhaolin introduced them to her one by one: "Mao Mao, this is my father, my mother, my older brother..."
Mao Mao obediently called out to them one by one.
"Hello, Grandpa."
Hello, Grandma.
Hello, Uncle.
"Hello, brother..."
The little girl's voice rang out a long string of words in a crisp, sweet voice. When she finally stopped, she was panting heavily for a while.
Wow, there are so many people!
“This is Mao Mao, my friend.” Shen Zhaolin then introduced her to his family: “The other one is her brother, who is also my student, Lou Yansui.”
Lou Yansui greeted them politely: "Hello."
Greetings gradually filled the hall.
Countless curious eyes turned over, with even more attention focused on Mao Mao.
Although this was Mao Mao's first time visiting the Shen family, everyone in the Shen family had already heard about her beforehand.
Shen Zhaolin rarely celebrates his birthday, usually just having a meal with his family. But this year, he made a special request to have a big celebration. He not only invited a theatrical troupe and booked a banquet from a restaurant, but also specifically requested a Western-style cream cake.
Although the event was grand, none of his usual friends were invited; he only invited a four-year-old child.
This young girl has quite an impressive background.
She is Lou Wenshan's daughter!
The relationship between Lou Wenshan and Shen Zhaolin needs no further explanation. All the Shen family members were now filled with curiosity, staring intently at the young girl before them.
A lovely little girl, like a child in a New Year's painting. She has a round, fair face with chubby cheeks, big, bright, round, dark eyes, and is not very tall with short arms and legs. She is wearing a trendy little dress and is being led obediently by someone, like a doll in a shop window.
If there's anything special about her, it's that she's exceptionally cute.
What magic does this little girl possess that makes their third son so fascinated?
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