frightfiction Chapter 998: Feelings
Chapter 998: Feelings
"Unhygienic, obedient, huh?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng touched Huo Yan's head lovingly, took off Huo Yan's hat, and asked in a low voice:
"Is it hot?"
"Well, can't I buy a little bit?" Huo Yan shook Zhuang Zhoucheng again.
Zhuang Zhoucheng ignored it and raised his hand to gently smooth out his hair that was messed up by the hat. His hair was originally straight, and the more he smoothed it out, the messier it became. So he simply took his hair apart and let it down.
Huo Yan didn't say anything when her hair was loose. She didn't care.
He smiled at the lady boss who was selling iron plate tofu in front of him, then made a gesture, and the lady boss smiled and nodded.
I think this girl is quite interesting. It must be her parents who don’t allow her to eat these.
It’s no wonder that others misunderstood. The man is not old, but you can tell at a glance that he has life experience. He is mature and reserved, and his dress and tone of voice are elegant. How does he look like an elder to this little girl?
Huo Yan touched her hair with her hand, and Zhuang Zhoucheng was taking care of it for her very attentively.
She divided her hair into two parts, braided it loosely, adjusted the newly bought headband, tied it up and hung it in front of her. She also braided the other side loosely and placed it in front of her, and put the hat on Huo Yan.
Zhuang Zhoucheng feels that he is his wife's personal stylist, and is very satisfied and dedicated to this new responsibility.
He leaned over to look at the little girl in the hat. Yes, she looked very youthful. He kissed her on the cheek.
Huo Yan turned to look at him and pushed him subconsciously. In public, isn't he disgusting?
The lady boss who was frying tofu on a sizzling plate was dumbfounded. Isn’t she an elder?!
When he looked at Huo Yan again, his eyes changed. It’s not San’er, right?
This girl looks quite young, a high school student? A college student?
So nowadays, if these families don’t educate their daughters well, they may accidentally become this kind of people.
The proprietress poked the tofu casually, wondering whether she should sprinkle some chili powder on it to make this shameless woman die of spiciness.
In this world, if there is one less woman like this, a family will be saved. They are all women with husbands and families. It would be strange for the wife to turn a blind eye when she sees her husband being so intimate with the mistress.
It was just a thought after all. After the tofu was fried, he tore half of the fast food box, put two pieces of tofu mixed with several times the seasoning on it, and handed it to Huo Yan.
"Ten dollars!" the proprietress said impatiently.
Huo Yan searched his pockets but found no money. He turned to look at Zhuang Zhoucheng, who said in a deep voice:
"Don't you know that your child will eat what you eat? Huh? Qiqi is still exclusively breastfed, why won't she obey?"
"what?"
Huo Yan frowned. No money?
grab!
She reached into Zhuang Zhoucheng's pocket, and Zhuang Zhoucheng was furious. He pulled her hand away and said in a deep voice:
"I really forgot. I told you to listen to me in everything. Don't become a mother and still not grow up..."
"Whose husband is as stingy as you? It's just three dollars, and you won't let me go home..."
Huo Yan was a little angry. They had already done it, okay?
Did she say no now?
This is because there are few people at this time and the night market has not yet started. Otherwise, if these two people were pulling each other like this, a crowd would definitely gather around them immediately.
The proprietress’ eyes almost popped out of her head. Isn’t it San’er?
Main wife?
The proprietress immediately put aside what she was holding, mixed the ingredients for two pieces of tofu, and packed them into a full lunch box.
Zhuang Zhoucheng had no way to deal with Huo Yan, so he gave him the money.
Huo Yan immediately put aside the gloomy clouds, smiled with a curved brow, and handed the money to the proprietress.
"Thank you."
"Little girl, how old are you to become a mother?"
The boss lady was curious, the child was too young, was he of legal marriage age?
When Huo Yan heard this, she was happy. The boss lady was praising her youth in a disguised way, right?
"I'm twenty-six years old, and my baby is almost four months old." Huo Yan laughed.
The proprietress widened her eyes again, unable to conceal her surprise.
"Twenty-six is still young, but she looks like a student girl."
Huo Yan bumped into Zhuang Zhoucheng and said, "Did you hear that, uncle? Everyone says I'm not worthy of you. You're old now, and the public has sharp eyes!"
Zhuang Zhou suffered internal injuries!
He glanced meaningfully at the tofu seller's wife, undoubtedly feeling that this stranger had sown discord between them.
The lady boss, busy with her work, added:
"Twenty-six is a good match for your man, but you look like a student."
The boss is free now, so he has time to chat with customers.
I didn't guess how old the man was. There are some men whose age cannot be determined. They look the same at 20, 30, and 40. So it really doesn't matter whether a man is older or younger.
"Hehe...Boss, you're busy. Let's walk around the front."
Huo Yan's face fell instantly. He just felt happy and then said something like this. Isn't it annoying?
Huo Yan was relying on the mask on his face to block things, and the expression on his face was very pretentious.
Huo Yan dragged Zhuang Zhoucheng away, and Zhuang Zhoucheng thought these people were quite cute. Sometimes, opening your heart and looking at the people and things outside can give people different perceptions and insights.
Huo Yan took off her mask and Zhuang Zhoucheng put it away for her. Looking at her picking up food with bamboo sticks, Huo Yan looked up at Zhuang Zhoucheng.
"Do you want?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng whispered, "Let's find a place to sit down first."
As he spoke, he snatched the box from her hand. How could you eat while walking? Not only would it be dusty, it would also be dangerous. He pulled Huo Yan to sit on a wooden chair on the street.
Huo Yan subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the big tree behind him, "I'm afraid some bugs might fall down."
"..."
Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at her and said, "Then you stand."
"Never!"
Huo Yan curled her lips and sat in the place that Zhuang Zhoucheng had cleaned.
Zhuang Zhoucheng looked up at the gradually bustling street market, his eyes fixed on a small stall selling octopus balls.
"Would you like some fish balls?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked Huo Yan.
"No, disgusting."
Huo Yan shook his head, humming as he swallowed the spicy tofu:
"I want milk tea, milk tea with ice."
This man is a pervert. He lets me drink milk tea, but he doesn't want it to be iced.
Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't say anything. He stood up and stood in front of the Chibi Maruko stall. He ordered two boxes, then bought some milk tea on the side and ignored Huo Yan's request.
You can't always ignore your health just because you are greedy, so you'd better remove the ice.
Ten minutes later, Zhuang Zhoucheng came back with milk tea and dumplings, sat next to Huo Yan, handed them the things and whispered:
"How about you eat a box of fish balls and I give you milk tea?"
Here’s the deal!
There is no doubt that Zhuang Zhoucheng is still brooding over the heartbreaking and regretful scene that happened that year and wants to make it up to her.
Huo Yan looked at the so-called fish balls that were handed to him and rolled his eyes several times. Suddenly, he said loudly:
"You know, I love octopus balls the most!"
What fish balls?
She thought he meant throwing it into water and boiling it!
Chibi Maruko-chan is her favorite!
After rolling her eyes, she immediately hugged Zhuang Zhoucheng's arm and said thank you in a sweet voice.