Chapter 425 This is really a confession
On weekdays, there are not many people in the temple.
A family of three strolled around the temple hand in hand.
Cancan was a little scared when looking at those tall and solemn Buddha statues, but she still followed her aunt and uncle's example and kowtowed and burned incense obediently.
The temple is quite big. We walked around and stopped at every place, and finally arrived under the largest prayer tree.
Wen Shuqiao raised his head. In every temple, the place for praying is the busiest. Even though it is a weekday today, there are still many people under the praying tree.
She went to buy three mahogany signs and borrowed a pen and came back: "Let's write too."
Wen Shuqiao looked around and saw a step nearby. Shen Jiazhou took off his coat and put it under it, and the three of them squeezed together.
Cancan was also given a pen. He stared at the sign in his hand seriously, thinking about how he should write.
But he couldn't write many words, so he looked left and right and found that his aunt and uncle had already finished writing.
He scratched his ear and finally asked, "Uncle, what did you write?"
Shen Jiazhou showed him the prayer card he had written.
Cancan looked at it for a few seconds and said, "Uncle, is this my name?"
Shen Jiazhou nodded: "Yes, Shi Yue."
Cancan read carefully: "I hope our family can... "
Shen Jiazhou reminded: "Health."
"Healthy." Cancan repeated: "I know these two words, they mean happy!"
Shen Jiazhou gave him a thumbs up: "Smart boy."
Cancan raised his chin proudly, and then asked, "Uncle, why did you write my name? Aren't we a family?"
Shen Jiazhou also wrote a letter wishing Shen Shiyue good health, happiness and peace.
Cancan was a little confused.
But the uncle just patted his head and changed the subject: "What are you going to write, baby?"
Cancan blinked and said embarrassedly: "Uncle, I can't write."
In fact, his kindergarten teacher and his aunt and uncle had taught him to write, but writing was too difficult and he couldn’t do it!
Cancan's round eyes turned around, and finally focused on Shen Jiazhou again: "Uncle, can you teach me how to write?"
Shen Jiazhou nodded slightly: "Okay, come here."
Cancan stood up immediately. Shen Jiazhou straightened one leg and lowered it a little. Cancan then very consciously sat on his legs.
Shen Jiazhou held the hand holding the pen with one hand, and used the other hand as a "table" to hold the prayer card.
Wen Shuqiao watched the heartwarming scene between the uncle and nephew from the side, quietly took out his mobile phone and pointed the camera at them.
A beam of spring sunshine fell on them, warming both the uncle and nephew.
They lowered their heads and eyes, and wrote the prayer words very seriously.
Cancan whispered, "I also want to write that our family is happy, healthy and safe!"
Shen Jiazhou nodded lightly, held his hand, and taught him how to write stroke by stroke.
Wen Shuqiao's gaze passed the camera and focused on the two of them.
It’s so warm.
Wen Shuqiao's eyes also showed a hint of smile. He lived his life in such a warm and ordinary way, and he didn't dare to imagine how happy he was.
The uncle and nephew worked hard to finish writing the prayer. Cancan looked up first and found that his aunt was taking pictures with her mobile phone. He smiled proudly and said, "Aunt! Look! My uncle helped me write this!"
While he was speaking, Shen Jiazhou also raised his head, looked at the camera, curved his eyes, and said three words silently.
--I love you
Wen Shuqiao curled his eyes and said silently: I love you, too.
Cancan watched his aunt move her mouth, but he didn't hear what she said. He asked in confusion: "Aunt, what did you say? Why didn't I hear you?"
He tried to get out of Shen Jiazhou's arms, but after taking only one step, he was dragged back by his uncle by the collar.
Shen Jiazhou hugged him tightly: "Where do you want to run to?"
Cancan twisted twice in his uncle's tight embrace, but found that he couldn't break free. He became unhappy again, but he still remembered what his aunt said to him before coming in, that he must not make loud noises.
So he screamed in a cowardly voice: "Uncle, let me go."
Shen Jiazhou snorted: "What good will it do to let you go?"
Cancan went to see Wen Shuqiao for help and said pitifully, "Aunt...Uncle is a bad guy."
Wen Shuqiao was about to speak when Shen Jiazhou looked over.
The two looked at him pitifully like two puppies. Wen Shuqiao closed his eyes and said, "I didn't see anything."
Shen Jiazhou was satisfied, but Cancan was not.
He pursed his lips. He and his aunt were so pitiful. They were so bullied by their evil uncle that they couldn't say a word.
Shen Jiazhou patted his butt lightly: "You little brat, don't think I don't know what you're thinking."
And she was secretly complaining about him in her heart.
Cancan was a very sensible kid, he immediately turned his head and denied it, "No, I didn't say anything bad about you."
Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Cancan looked at his aunt in confusion, not quite understanding what she was laughing at.
Shen Jiazhou couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't say you were thinking bad things about me, what are you admitting?"
What an idiot! This is really a confession.
Cancan opened his eyes blankly: "Ah?"
His mouth was wide open, as if he couldn't believe that he was admitting that he was saying bad things about his uncle.
He is a little bit cunning, but all the cunningness is on his face.
Cancan said shyly, "Uncle, can you just pretend you don't know?"
"It's hard for my uncle not to know." Shen Jiazhou pointed to his eyes: "Your uncle's eyes are like a scanner, and he can see your little movements very clearly."
Cancan snorted and turned her face away, not wanting to listen to her uncle's chattering at all.
He simply fell on his uncle. Since his uncle wanted to hold him, he would not leave!
Shen Jiazhou hugged him tightly to prevent him from falling down the stairs: "My little friend, please don't try to scam me. There are many eyes that can testify for me. Your aunt's camera also captured your scam clearly."
Cancan looked at the blue sky and said nonchalantly, "So what!"
Shen Jiazhou was so angry at this attitude that he gritted his teeth: "You little brat."
Wen Shuqiao put down his phone: "Shen Jiazhou."
"...I have already restrained my scolding." Shen Jiazhou said innocently, "If he doesn't beat me up for three days, I really can't stand it."
Cancan turned her head and snorted loudly at her uncle, then looked at the clouds in the sky and said sweetly, "Aunt, look, there are so many soft clouds in the sky, just like cotton candy."
Both adults looked up and saw that the clouds today were really big and soft, like fluffy bread.
Wen Shuqiao hummed: "Very soft."
The next second, I heard Cancan continue to say, "Auntie, when I pass by the supermarket on my way home today, can you buy me a bag of marshmallows?"
Shen Jiazhou was speechless: "You think about eating all day long?"
He placed one hand on Cancan's belly and pinched it deliberately: "This belly is bulging, like a ball."
"Children's stomachs are bulging." Cancan stopped leaning on his uncle's arms and stood up to retort, "A bulging stomach means that you are full and will grow taller."
Shen Jiazhou didn't even want to see him acting like a greedy kid.
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