Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Under Lin Feng's coercion, Zhang Yan's Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed the small ginkgo nut.

Zhang Yan struggled to get Lin Feng to let him go. Lin Feng thought that Zhang Yan was going to vomit again, so he held him even tighter.

The problem was that Lin Feng was too nervous. He didn't realize that he was not only covering Zhang Yan's mouth, but also his nose.

When Zhang Yan felt that he was about to pass out from lack of oxygen, he suddenly licked his lips.

Oops! Looks like we crossed a line.

Zhang Yan's face turned red, and it was unclear whether it was due to lack of oxygen or because he had crossed the line.

Lin Feng felt the wetness on the palm of his hand, as if he had touched an electric switch, and he immediately withdrew his hand.

"Sorry." Lin Feng suddenly apologized to Zhang Yan, but the voice was only heard by the two of them.

Su Boding was holding Xiaobao and saw Zhang Yan's face flushed. He asked the most sincere question, "Is it really that hard?"

"You'll know if you try it yourself. You're not picky about food anyway." Zhang Yan did not give Su Boding an answer. Even if he said it was bitter, Su Boding would still eat it.

Su Boding took two ginkgo nuts and gave one to Xiao Tang to eat, "We share the pain."

Xiao Tang said nothing, just took it.

The two people imitated Lin Feng's actions and put the ginkgo flesh into their mouths and chewed it.

Sure enough, Subodin's face didn't look good either. Xiao Tang was still expressionless. He felt that whether the food was delicious was not the most important thing. When there was nothing to eat, he could eat anything.

Xiaobao sat in Subodin's arms and saw that Subodin's eyebrows were wrinkled. He stretched out his little hand to help him smooth out his frown.

"Uncle, isn't this pistachio delicious?"

Subodin poured a cup of steaming milk tea, took a sip to suppress the bitter taste, and then answered Xiaobao's question seriously.

"Baby, this is not a pistachio, this is an unhappy nut. Eating it will make you unhappy."

Xiaobao listened to Subodin's nonsense and nodded as if he understood it.

Just as Subodin was about to pour another cup of milk tea, Xiao Tang held down his hand on the teapot and said, "You can't drink anymore."

"Stingy guy! This milk is for Xiaobao, and this tea is picked and roasted by Aunt Qinfen herself. The milk tea made from this early spring tea is so fragrant..."

Su Boding was not a fan of milk tea, but he often ordered it for Zhang Yan, so he drank more of it. Sometimes milk tea is better than coffee.

Both are for refreshing. Work is already hard enough, who wants to drink the even more bitter coffee? Of course, it is more pleasant to drink some sweet milk tea.

"Miserable!" Ever since Subodh bought Xiaobao a new dress, Xiaobao has become Subudh's number one fan. No matter what Subudh said, she would pick out the key points and repeat them.

Lin Feng watched the interaction between the two people, went to get the teapot, and poured another cup of milk tea for Zhang Yan and himself.

"Come on, Zhang Yan, let's drink some more to reduce the bitterness. This milk tea is really delicious. Xiao Tang is indeed a professional and is excellent at everything he does."

Zhang Yan wondered why Lin Feng, who usually didn't like to say a word, suddenly became so talkative in the past two days.

I'm actually watching the fun in a sarcastic way.

Zhang Yan almost didn't recognize the Lin Feng in front of him. Could it be that he couldn't stand the stimulation of being exposed as a human and developed a second personality?

This is too fantastical. Even current TV dramas don’t dare to shoot like this.

Everyone drank the tea in their hands, ate chestnuts, and listened to the wind outside.

Only Xiaobao was running and jumping around playing, and the peaceful days seemed to be frozen at this moment.

It's not that everyone likes to pretend to be cool and aloof, three of the four people don't like to talk. Su Boding is a sociable person, but that's also based on the content of his work. He is not a noisy person at ordinary times, otherwise he would have been fired by Zhang Yan long ago.

Xiaobao ran for a while and got tired, so he ran to Lin Feng, hugged Lin Feng and tried to climb on him.

Lin Feng knew that the child was a little sleepy. He didn't take a nap today and felt a little exhausted.

Lin Feng looked at the time on his phone. It was almost time for dinner. If Xiaobao fell asleep at this time, he would be even more noisy at night.

Lin Feng held Xiaobao on his knees and rubbed his hair, but there was no reaction.

I tickled the ticklish spot on Xiaobao's belly again, and this time he finally got some reaction, twisting his body and laughing.

"Come here, Xiaobao, uncle will teach you a new game." Seeing that Xiaobao was a little more energetic, he immediately took him to play the game.

Lin Feng helped Xiaobao sit on his lap, and they sat face to face. Xiaobao lay on her back, and Lin Feng pulled her up again. With this back and forth, there was finally some movement in the warehouse as expected of normal activities.

Xiaobao was completely awakened by this interactive game.

"Chicken feathers, sugar, duck feathers, sugar, a handful of rice and a handful of sugar, to send my baby to school."

They were playing and reciting a nursery rhyme, but Zhang Yan and the others didn't understand what it meant.

"Doctor Lin, what nursery rhyme are you singing?"

Your curious baby Subodin is online.

"Trading chicken feathers for sugar, you may not have heard of it, this is a unique barter economic phenomenon in rural areas. My grandmother taught me this ballad when I was a child, I don't know which generation it was passed down from."

Raymond Lam didn’t know if he sang correctly, as the memories of his childhood were too distant.

Hearing about exchanging chicken feathers for sugar, Zhang Yan suddenly became interested.

Exchanging chicken feathers for sugar was an early form of barter trading. The peddler carried various items from one village to another on a shoulder pole, allowing the villagers to exchange some of their own supplies for other daily necessities.

This is not a transaction measured in currency. The exchange rate is calculated and measured by the peddler, and both parties can bargain.

This trade brought a little convenience to many poor people who could not leave the village, and also brought news from outside the village.

Zhang Yan thought that it would be a good idea to try this trading method at an event, allowing everyone to bring their own items to find someone with the same interest to exchange them for items. As long as both parties recognize the value of the item, the exchange can be completed.

Although this is a product of the times, today's young people have not experienced that era, and it may arouse the curiosity of young people and the memories of the older people.

It is a way to boost the popularity of an event and can be used as a marketing point.

Lin Feng and Xiao Bao were having so much fun playing that they didn't notice Zhang Yan's thoughtful expression at all.

Children are children, they won't lie at all. When she is happy, it means she is loving, and when she is sleepy, it means she is sleepy, she won't lie at all.

On the contrary, for adults, you can't tell what they are thinking at all.