Chapter 232 Cough
After returning home, Cancan couldn't wait to go to the kitchen. Grandma was preparing dinner. She took him to wash his hands and washed him a sweet strawberry. Cancan walked out of the kitchen while biting the strawberry. Now he had to go to the room to change into his comfortable clothes!
When he returned to the living room, only his aunt was there. He walked over and shared his half-bitten strawberry with her.
Wen Shuqiao shook his head: "No, you eat it."
Cancan stuffed the strawberry into his mouth, and his mouth was bulging like a little squirrel hiding food.
He raised his hands towards Wen Shuqiao: "Hug me."
I haven’t hugged my aunt yet today! I miss you!
Wen Shuqiao was sitting on the sofa. Upon hearing this, he reached out and held him on his lap.
Cancan swallowed the strawberry in no time, then leaned in Wen Shuqiao's arms and acted coquettishly.
Wen Shuqiao pinched the back of his neck. The child's skin was delicate and nice to touch. She couldn't help but touch it a few more times, and then she said softly, "Other children don't act like this."
"I'm not other children." Cancan hugged her neck and said with a smile: "Auntie, I want a toy, okay?"
Wen Shuqiao put his hands behind his back to prevent him from falling when he leaned back.
"What toys do you want?" Wen Shuqiao wondered, "You already have a lot of toys."
The children's room is full of toys, but Cancan is always missing one, just like Shen Jiazhou's display cabinet has dozens of watches, but when he introduces them to her, there is always one missing.
She understands.
Cancan said: "I want a bubble machine. Anan said he has one and it's really fun."
He has only played with the bubble blower and has never played with the bubble machine!
"Okay." Wen Shuqiao said, "As a reward for you to go to kindergarten, okay?"
Cancan muttered, "Well, okay then."
He rested his forehead against Wen Shuqiao's shoulder and pushed Wen Shuqiao towards the back of the sofa. Wen Shuqiao followed his wishes and leaned on the sofa, patting his head: "Can I take you to change clothes? I haven't seen you for a day. I miss you very much."
"Oh." Cancan raised her head slightly, then quickly lowered it, tapping her aunt's shoulder with her head from time to time.
"What? It turned into a little hammer?" Wen Shuqiao smiled and reached out to hold his forehead, but Cancan didn't knock it at this time. He still buried his face in his aunt's shoulder and said in confusion: "Aunt, why is my uncle not your husband?"
He is still very curious!
Wen Shuqiao took back his hand: "Because my uncle and I are not married, we live together because of you."
"Me?" Cancan didn't understand: "Why?"
"Because you are the bond." Wen Shuqiao explained softly: "Aunt and uncle are actually two strangers, but we have become your relatives, so naturally we are also relatives."
Cancan still didn't quite understand, so he asked, "Aunt, where is your husband?"
Wen Shuqiao smiled with eyes curved: "Auntie doesn't know, but if I find a husband, I will definitely tell you, okay?"
"Okay then." Cancan said disappointedly, "Is he really not my uncle?"
How great it would be if it was my uncle! Why is my uncle so useless?
Wen Shuqiao touched the back of his head: "Auntie has no way to answer your question, but I promise that no matter who it is, I will tell you."
"Well, what if I don't like him?" Cancan still tried hard: "I like my uncle, I want him to be your husband."
Wen Shuqiao pinched his face and said, "The conversation is over. Go change your clothes."
Cancan still stayed on her without moving. He rolled his eyes and said, "Aunt, if uncle doesn't want to be your husband, then let uncle be your wife, okay?"
“Ahem…”
A choking cough sounded behind them. Wen Shuqiao and Cancan looked over in the direction of the sound. Shen Jiazhou was holding a bottle of water and coughing violently, his entire face flushed red.
Wen Shuqiao put Cancan aside and walked towards him while asking, "Are you okay?"
But Shen Jiazhou was obviously choked and waved his hands quickly, but he couldn't say a word.
Wen Shuqiao walked to his side and stretched out his hand to stroke his back: "Slow down, slow down."
Cancan stood on the other side of his uncle, looked at his aunt, and imitated her, raising his hand and trying to stroke his uncle's waist: "Uncle? Uncle? Are you okay?"
Shen Jiazhou covered his mouth and coughed for a long time before he came to his senses. He took a deep breath, his voice a little hoarse: "I, I'm fine, I'm fine."
It's so embarrassing.
Because of a word, I was coughing so hard that I couldn't speak.
Wen Shuqiao was still looking at him worriedly, and just as she was about to speak, Shen Jiazhou turned his head and looked at her.
She looked at Shen Jiazhou and swallowed the words she wanted to say instantly.
Now Shen Jiazhou's eyes are filled with tears because of coughing.
How should I put it...very pitiful...very...contrasting...very...very beautiful...
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