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"It's so beautiful," Dabao squatted at Xu Yan's feet and stared at the chain.

"Beautiful," Xiaobao also squatted down.

"Thank you for the compliment." Xu Yan also thought it was nice, and bent down to pick up the two kids. "I'll give you gifts on your birthdays."

"Really?" Dabao's attention was immediately diverted.

"Of course it's true," Xu Yan said, "When the time comes, just tell me what you like and Aunt Third and Uncle Third will buy it for you."

"Can I have some candy?" Xiaobao asked.

"Okay," Xu Yan nodded.

Even after Xie Zhuo took them to take a bath and lay on the kang, the two of them were still chattering about what birthday gifts they should get.

It has been cloudy for the past few days and it looked like it was going to rain, but it hasn't.

It's not that hot anymore.

Xu Yan had just finished breakfast when Li Aihua started shouting at the door.

Xie Zhuo paused while picking up the pickles and looked at Xu Yan, "Are you going out today?"

"Well," Xu Yan stood up and went into the house to change his shoes, "Sister Li said she would take me to the market, so I can make two sets of clothes for you and Dabao and Xiaobao."

"I don't need it," said Xie Zhuo.

"Don't make Dacron," Xu Yan put the cloth into the backpack, "make some pure cotton ones. The collars of the ones you often wear are frayed. Aren't they uncomfortable to wear?"

"It's okay," said Xie Zhuo.

Xu Yan clicked his tongue.

As he walked out with the backpack on his back, Xie Zhuo finished the porridge in his bowl in a few gulps and reached out to take the backpack, "I'll go with you."

"No need," Xu Yan dodged for a moment, "Sister Li and I will go, why are you going to join in the fun? I can carry this little stuff."

Xie Zhuo took a look inside the backpack.

Xu Yan didn't carry much on his back, just a few pieces of cloth.

She had bought them for Dabao and Xiaobao in the city, but she had been busy before and had not had time to make them. As for the cloth for making clothes for Xie Zhuo, she planned to buy it after she went there.

According to Mrs. Li, there was also good cotton cloth at the market, as long as she brought enough money and tickets.

Thinking of this, Xu Yan ran back to the room.

He took out a tape measure from the drawer, turned around and quickly measured the shoulder width, sleeve length, and shirt length of the two kids and Xie Zhuo.

When Xie Zhuo opened his arms to cooperate with her measurement, he couldn't help but hug her gently.

Then let go.

"Don't buy too much when you come back," Xie Zhuo reminded Xu Yan as he walked towards the gate again, "I'll buy anything you need, or..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a young sister-in-law squeezed in at the door. She probably didn't hear what was said before, but she heard him asking Xu Yanshao to buy something.

He immediately shouted, "Hey, Xie Laosan, I've never seen anyone as stingy as you."

"Why go to the market if you don't want to buy anything? The parents of the young educated youth Xu came to your house and helped a lot. They seemed to treat you very well."

"Now that they're gone, you're bullying young Xu Zhiqing?"

Xie Zhuo: “…”

Xu Yan didn't expect to be misunderstood. He glanced at the sister-in-law and explained with a smile, "No, sister-in-law, he was afraid that I couldn't carry the basket, so he asked me to buy less."

"I thought you were really tough," the sister-in-law frowned, "You didn't even dare to say anything when you were bullied, and you even had to cover up for Xie Lao San."

have to.

People don't believe your explanation.

There's nothing we can do about that.

When walking towards the market, several people came over to talk to Xu Yan, and Xu Yan followed Li Aihua to recognize them for a long time.

She didn't know who had spread the news about the little incident at home, and many people in the team felt sorry for her.

"I thought she was really a tigress, but it turns out she's only powerful on the surface."

"If you ask me, women should be more gentle. Being the head of the household is more of a man's job. It's enough for a woman to just bring up the children."

"It seems like she has a hard life!"

"Who says she isn't? I saw bruises on her arms a few days ago."

"Huh? Really?"

"No way, Xie Lao San is still taking action?"

"I don't know about that. Anyway, she took Xiaobao to pick vegetables from her own plot that day. When she lifted her sleeves, I saw a patch of green. She was pale, so she looked scary."

"That's serious..."

After Xu Yan went out, the task of teaching Dabao and Xiaobao to write fell on him.

Teaching him to write is simple, but he is really not good at making up stories. After he told several stories in a row, the two kids said they were boring.

"That's not interesting," Xie Zhuo tapped each of them on the forehead.

"What Third Aunt said is very interesting," said Dabao.

"Uncle San," Xiao Bao called out to Xie Zhuo, "Will Aunt San always be in our house from now on?"

"You're never leaving again, right?" He said that, and when he saw Xie Zhuo didn't say anything, he added another sentence.

"Do you like Third Aunt so much?" Xie Zhuo looked at him and asked.

"Yes," Xiaobao answered quickly, "I like Third Uncle too, and I like Third Aunt as much as I like Third Uncle."

Xie Zhuo was amused by his roundabout way of talking.

"Uncle San didn't like to laugh before," Dabao sighed pretentiously, "Since Aunt San came to our house, Uncle San laughs almost every day."

at this point……

Xie Zhuo also admitted it.

Ever since he and Xu Yan got engaged, the atmosphere at home has been very good, with laughter and joy every day.

After marriage, this atmosphere reached a new level.

Every time he goes out, he can't stay outside and always wants to go home quickly.

He had never liked going home so much since he was a child.

When he was a child, he wanted to run out and play all day long, and was reluctant to come back for dinner when his parents called him back. Later, when he grew up a little, he often played with cats and dogs outside and became an annoyance. Then his parents passed away, and he was too busy to go home.

It’s so good now.

If this was a dream, he really hoped that it could last a little longer.

In the end, no one ever came to wake him up.

"Third Brother!"

Liu Mancang's voice is so loud that it seems like he has ten loudspeakers.

Xie Zhuo almost couldn't help but hit him in the face with the weapon in his hand.

"Go away," he glared.

"What's wrong? Is there something in your eye?" Liu Mancang came closer with a frown.

Eyes facing each other.

They are almost eye-to-eye.

Xie Zhuo slapped Liu Mancang on the face and pushed him back.

"Why are you here?" Xie Zhuo was still staring at him.

"Just wandering around," Liu Mancang said as he sat down on the stool opposite him and glanced at the table, "Teaching Dabao and Xiaobao how to write?"

Xie Zhuo said nothing.

"Hey, Third Brother," Liu Mancang turned his gaze back, "On my way here, I heard someone nagging you from behind again."

Xie Zhuo raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"You're not the one who always uses other people's mouths to tease me, are you?"

"Damn!" Liu Mancang slammed his hand on the table, "Third brother, am I that kind of person?"

Xie Zhuo said nothing.

Liu Mancang lowered his voice a little, "…Isn't that because I was young and ignorant? I haven't done that in recent years!"

"Someone really said you," Liu Mancang said, "that you beat up the young educated youth Xu, and that her arms were covered in bruises."

Xie Zhuo: “…”

The young educated youth had fair skin, so it was very easy for them to be marked.

He couldn't help himself that day and grabbed her arm, which turned red. In the end, he had to change position and hold her ankle.

As a result, she has been wearing long pants in recent days.

But the weather isn't hot recently, so long pants are just right.

"Third brother, you wouldn't really hit her, would you?" Liu Mancang didn't hear Xie Zhuo speak for a long time, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

"Uncle San won't hit people," Dabao suddenly interjected.

"That's right, Uncle San likes Aunt San very much, how could he hit someone?" Xiao Bao also frowned.

Xie Zhuo came back to his senses, coughed dryly, and glared at Liu Mancang, "You believe this kind of bullshit?"