Chapter 223 Three Little Ones: The Sour Smell of Parental Love



Su Qianqian turned around and saw him and the children, and immediately waved goodbye to Lu Jiahe and the others and left.

"Why are you guys downstairs by chance?"

"Go downstairs and take a walk with the kids," Cheng Yue said.

"No, Daddy kept nagging you and refused to wait upstairs. He insisted on waiting downstairs. He even refused to let us go upstairs to drink water when we were thirsty." Erbao complained immediately.

It was too late for Cheng Yue to cover his mouth.

Su Qianqian glanced at Cheng Yue with a smile in her eyes, "Let's go upstairs."

"Mom, this set is so beautiful." Daya reached out and touched her jeans with a look of longing.

She suddenly had an idea that she could wear parent-child outfits.

"How about I make one for all three of you?" After all, denim suits are gender neutral, so the style just needs to be slightly modified.

This is a good opportunity for Xiuyun to practice her skills. If she becomes proficient, she can make denim suits to sell and start her own brand.

"Can I have one too?" Erbao thought it was women's clothing.

"Of course." After she finished speaking, she noticed Cheng Yue's burning gaze and immediately said, "You have it too."

Cheng Yue immediately hugged her and kissed her hard, "My wife is still the best to me!"

The three little ones immediately looked jealous.

Before, these two people would kiss and hug them behind their backs, but now they completely ignore their existence and just kiss and hug them.

Su Qianqian was still a little embarrassed, but Cheng Yue was very thick-skinned.

As they were tired from climbing the mountain, after dinner, Cheng Yue boiled some hot water for her to soak her feet.

"Dad, you actually washed Mom's feet?" The three little ones were very surprised. After all, they had never seen a man washing a woman's feet in the countryside. Either a man washed his own feet, or the woman washed the man's feet.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with washing your wife's feet?" Cheng Yue didn't take it seriously. He put Su Qianqian's feet on his legs and began to massage her gently.

Erbao shook his head, "No problem, no problem, you guys continue."

The three little ones went to visit the neighbor next door and play with Qiangzi, leaving the space for the two of them.

"You guys are here, come and eat the apples, they are freshly washed."

"Thank you, Aunt Wu." They each took an apple and ate it.

"Where are your parents?" Usually the three children don't go out to play because they have to study first grade homework at night.

"My dad was washing mom's feet and thought we were in the way, so we came out to play," said Erbao.

Wu Sufen was stunned. Cheng Yue washed Su Qianqian’s feet?

This this...

In her mind, there is no such thing as a man washing a woman's feet. Lao He doesn't even wash the dishes, let alone wash her feet. She has lived for most of her life and has never experienced it, let alone even heard of it.

No, she had to see it with her own eyes.

"Ahem, I, um, hey, the peeling thing is gone. I can't find it." After performing for a while, Wu Sufen opened the door and went to the opposite door. Since the three little ones came out, the door was not closed, so she walked straight in.

"Sister Qian, I'm here to borrow something." As she spoke, she saw two people washing their feet.

She was stunned!

It’s actually true!

It’s not just bragging by the kids!

"Borrow what? Cheng Yue, go show Sister Su Fen the location."

Cheng Yue shook the water off his hands, stood up and found a cloth to wipe them.

"I, I want to borrow that peeling tool." Wu Sufen reacted and said.

"It's above the kitchen sink, Cheng Yue, you know it, right?"

"Know"

Cheng Yue took Wu Sufen to get it, but it was inconvenient for him to get it without washing his hands.

"I'll get it back in a minute."

"Okay, it's okay."

Wu Sufen walked away in a daze, holding the paring knife.

A man as outstanding and handsome as Cheng Yue actually washed his wife's feet, and was so gentle. The two of them were so beautiful, like, what? She hated herself for being illiterate and couldn't even think of an adjective.

"Peel an apple for me." Lao He said when he saw her come back.

"Eat, eat, eat. What are you eating? You look like an apple to me!"

Old He, who had a confused look on his face, was suddenly scolded and was dumbfounded.

He didn't provoke her, so why did he suddenly curse at her?

"What's the matter?"

"It's okay, go out, don't bother me!"

Not only does he not wash her feet, but he also finds trouble all day long. It's so annoying!

After Su Qianqian finished washing, she came to call the three little ones to go home.

"Sister Sufen, thank you for your help."

"What's the trouble? No trouble, no trouble. The three of them are very well behaved. Just come and play when you have nothing to do." Wu Sufen smiled and sent them out.

That night, Cheng Yue slept well, but Lao He did not sleep well. He didn't know why he suddenly became annoying. He would be scolded every time he turned over.

Cheng Yue and Su Qianqian got up before seven in the morning.

Today they entrusted the three little ones to Wu Sufen's care while they went to set up the stall.

Of course Cheng Yue couldn't pose with her, he could only watch from the side and wait for the four thugs to show up.

"Why didn't you come yesterday? I thought you weren't coming, luckily you're here again."

"I had something to do yesterday so I didn't come. If you like something, pick it up quickly. If you hesitate, it might be snatched away by someone else." Su Qianqian used this hunger marketing method so that everyone had no extra time to think.

Otherwise, some people can be very picky and take their time.

At noon, they deliberately changed the location, and the four gangsters showed up as expected.

Su Qianqian put away most of the clothes and asked Yangyang to put them somewhere else.

"Just a few pieces?" They came to the stall, picked up the clothes and looked at them, glancing at Su Qianqian from time to time.

"Yeah, do you want it? It's very cheap."

"How cheap is it? Ten dollars a piece?"

"This set is only eight yuan." Clothes nowadays are really cheap, especially those imported from Shenzhen.

The leading gangster picked up the clothes and threw it to the person behind him, then reached out to Su Qianqian.

"how?"

"Didn't you say eight dollars? Here you go."

Su Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are the one who wants to give me eight dollars."

"How can that be cheap? It's cheap only if you pay. If I take these clothes away, you have to take the ones you are wearing too!" After saying this, they laughed to themselves.

"Are you here to cause trouble?"

"No, we are here to buy clothes." They deliberately emphasized the word "buy" and smiled obscenely.

Cheng Yue, who was not far away, stared at their actions without making any move. He just moved closer to Su Qianqian to ensure that if anything happened, he could protect his wife the first time.

"A-choo!" The gangster sneezed. He raised his hand and blew his nose, then wiped his hand on the clothes sold by Su Qianqian. He looked very shameless, "Oh, sorry, it was an accident."

Xiuyun and Yangyang were very angry and felt that these people were disgusting and were simply a cancer!

Su Qianqian winked at Xiuyun, and Xiuyun nodded.

Then Su Qianqian rushed over, "What are you doing? Why are you making trouble? She directly reached out to grab the gangster's hair and spit at him, just to provoke them."

really!

The hooligans all had bad tempers and were ready to start fighting.

Xiuyun and Yangyang immediately shouted, "Someone is being beaten! Help! Someone is being beaten! Someone is being a hooligan!"


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