Chapter 234 The Cat with the Tail Stepped on
Cancan's meal was quite rich, as she had enough of the three flavors of sour, sweet and spicy, except for the bitter one.
After the meal, in order to comfort his "injured" heart, his aunt specially prepared some milk powder for him and asked him to drink it slowly while sitting on the sofa.
But my uncle was afraid to look directly at his "anger", so he cleaned up the dishes and went back to his study to work.
Cancan held the cup in one hand and touched her belly full of milk with the other. Her aunt went upstairs to move the computer, and she would start working in the living room later.
Cancan finished the last sip of milk, stood up from the sofa, went back to the kitchen, stood on a small stool, washed the cup himself, and put it on the stove. After doing all this, he returned to the living room.
At this moment, his uncle had finished his work and came out. He walked to the sofa and waved at him: "Come here, uncle will play games with you."
Cancan instantly forgot about the bad things his uncle had just done. He walked over and snuggled in his arms, waiting for his uncle to play the games on TV with him.
Soon, my aunt came down with a computer. Shen Jiazhou looked at her sideways and said, "Didn't I tell you to work directly in the study? That way you don't have to run up and down with the computer."
Wen Shuqiao said: "No, I don't work long."
She still sat at the dining table, making sure Cancan could see her as soon as she turned around.
Shen Jiazhou followed her lead, retracted his gaze, picked out a Super Mario game, and played it with Cancan.
The sound effects of the game and the sounds of Wen Shuqiao's keyboard gradually overlapped, and occasionally Cancan would utter a few words of surprise such as "Oh" and "Oh my".
After completing another round, Cancan couldn't help but lean back and sat directly in her uncle's arms, with her little hand on the game controller, ready to play a game by herself.
Shen Jiazhou was just a support at the moment, holding the game controller for him. Cancan watched the TV without blinking. When the character was about to jump up, he couldn't help but lift his body up, and then sat down with a dong.
"Baby, don't you know how much you are really strong?" Shen Jiazhou couldn't help but pat his butt. "Just play the game. The characters are the ones moving around. Why are you moving?"
Who knew that he touched his butt so "gently" that the character fell down with a thud.
Shen Jiazhou said quickly: "The game is broken, let's play another round."
He started over again quickly. Cancan was about to get angry, but was interrupted by Shen Jiazhou. She even forgot why she was angry, and the sign of anger was nipped in the bud in an instant.
Cancan was concentrating on pressing the buttons on the controller again.
Shen Jiazhou breathed a sigh of relief. That was great. N "world" wars were resolved silently!
He thought of something and turned to look at the dining table, only to meet Wen Shuqiao's smiling eyes.
She saw Shen Jiazhou looking at her, and without moving her eyes away, she held up two fingers and pointed them in front of her eyes to indicate that she saw the whole thing.
Shen Jiazhou felt his face getting hot again, like a cat whose tail was stepped on lightly. He turned his head back and thought, what's seen? He was just taking precautions. If Cancan gets angry, it would still be Wen Shuqiao who would clean up the mess!
He convinced himself and turned his head to look at Wen Shuqiao, but Wen Shuqiao had already focused his attention on the computer screen.
Shen Jiazhou pursed his lips. Her indifference made his mood seem like a winding mountain road.
The tip of his tongue slid across the tips of his teeth. Shen Jiazhou hugged Cancan tighter, lowered his head slightly, and lightly bit Cancan's shoulder.
Cancan moved her shoulders perfunctorily and ignored him.
After he finishes playing the game, he will go to his aunt to complain!
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The next day, Cancan looked depressed and walked into the classroom holding teacher Lily's hand.
As soon as he sat down, An An came over impatiently: "What's wrong with you?"
Cancan shook his head: "I don't want to go to kindergarten."
An An couldn't help laughing, and patted his shoulder like a little adult: "Are you not used to it yet?"
Cancan blinked, said nothing, and silently took out a bottle of milk from her schoolbag and handed it to Anan.
An An was surprised: "For me?"
Cancan nodded: "Delicious milk, I asked my aunt to make you some."
He has finished his drink. It is fragrant and sweet, and he wants to drink more.
An An took the milk. The milk had been in his schoolbag and was still very hot. He touched the bottle and tears welled up in his eyes.
Cancan was startled: "An'an, why are you crying?"
An An wiped her tears with her arm: "I am moved."
"Do I have to cry when I'm touched?" Cancan was puzzled.
"You don't understand. You will know when you grow up to be my age." An An is already four and a half years old, several months older than Can Can.
He continued, "I was the one who brought food to the other kids."
But no other children had ever brought him milk, and it was the first time he received milk from a good friend.
I am so touched. He didn’t even bring food for Cancan, and Cancan’s family doesn’t even have a nanny, but he is still willing to share with me.
An An opened the milk and drank it in two gulps.
He put the milk bottle away and said with great vigor: "Cancan, from now on your business is my business. If you have any problems, come to me and I will help you do it!"
"Then can you help me not go to kindergarten?" Cancan asked expectantly.
An An's momentum suddenly dropped: "No, because I'm also in kindergarten."
Cancan: …
It’s better to be an unhappy mushroom.
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