After I died, the male supporting characters all turned black and went crazy

He suddenly felt frustrated.

After coaxing the little girl, Su Ping put her on the ground, but the little girl was obviously reluctant to let her go and kept grabbing her neck and refused to get down.

Seeing this, Shen Silan walked up and wanted to say something to make his presence felt.

But she forgot that she was still holding the dragonfly in her hand. Seeing that the little girl was about to cry again, Su Ping quickly patted her on the back.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Dragonflies are not actually scary. Look at their little wings. Aren't they beautiful?"

After hearing Su Ping's words, the little girl hesitated for a while, then forced herself to open her eyes and look at the little guy in Shen Silan's hands.

Indeed, under the sun, the dragonfly's wings are transparent and shiny, emitting colorful light like a rainbow.

"Yeah." The little girl nodded in approval, her voice had a strong nasal tone, but she sounded very well-behaved.

"Si Lan didn't mean to scare you. Can we forgive him?"

This ugly woman actually spoke up for him?

Shen Silan felt a little awkward, but couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Will Xiaomei forgive him?

Xiaomei only had Su Ping's face in her eyes, which made her unable to look away. When she heard her say that, she nodded shyly: "Yeah."

For a moment, Su Ping's image in Shen Silan's mind suddenly became taller, even surpassing Shen Jiayu.

Looking at the two people laughing and playing in the flowers, Su Ping couldn't help feeling a little envious.

What a carefree childhood.

"You like kids so much?"

Su Ping was startled by Shen Jiayu's voice coming from behind.

Does this person walk silently?

But what did he mean by that?

Although he didn't understand, Su Ping nodded.

"two."

Shen Jiayu coughed twice and looked at Su Ping somewhat unnaturally.

That expression...

Su Ping reacted immediately: "No, no, no, Mr. Shen, I don't have that idea!"

Hearing her name, Shen Jiayu frowned. Why didn't he find this name so unpleasant before?

"Mr. Shen? Change it, I don't like it."

Why is this old man so pretentious?

"Then what should I shout? You won't let me shout what I want to shout."

Su Ping put her arms around his waist, her voice full of grievance.

Listening to her coquettish voice, Shen Jiayu felt inexplicably good.

It seemed that after spending these days together, the obsession in his heart had gradually faded, and it was all because of her.

"what ever."

Oh open?

Su Ping perked up and asked tentatively: "Ayu?"

One second, two seconds.

Su Ping felt that she was madly testing the edge of death when she heard his voice coming from above her head.

"Ah."

It was so satisfying to be slapped in the face. Su Ping even wanted to ask him if he still remembered what he had said before.

On the other side, Xiaomei looked up and found that the fairy sister was held in the arms of Shen Silan's uncle, and she felt a little unhappy.

"Si Lan, who is that fairy sister? She is so beautiful."

Shen Silan took a look, took a step forward and stood on tiptoe to block Xiaomei's sight.

"She is my aunt, hehe."

Seeing Xiaomei's face suddenly fall, Shen Silan felt relieved.

He suddenly felt fortunate that the ugly woman liked his uncle, and his uncle was so old that it would be okay for him to get married early.

"There's a charity gala next Wednesday, and I need a female companion."

Shen Jiayu touched Su Ping's head, with obvious implication.

Next Wednesday?

Su Ping blinked and slipped out of his arms.

"What's wrong? Did you have anything to do that day?"

Seeing her reaction so big, Shen Jiayu asked.

Of course she had something to do. She had to accompany Tu Hengchuan home to pay tribute to his mother that day.

But he definitely couldn't know about this. Su Ping blinked and said, "I'm afraid it won't work that day. It's my uncle's birthday and my dad's not in the country, so I have to go."

[Host, your father is the only one of three descendants, where did your uncle come from? ]

[Shen Jiayu wouldn't investigate anyway, so let's just get away with it for now. Besides, Uncle Feng's birthday is coming up soon.]

Sure enough, after listening to her words, Shen Jiayu nodded and did not ask any further questions.

Shen Silan’s homework was very simple. She was required to draw a picture accompanied by her parents.

But this kid has had no artistic talent since he was young, and he can even paint flowers into cow dung.

After demonstrating it to him several times, Shen Jiayu gave up and decided to leave this troublesome task to someone else.

And Su Ping was the first big victim he could think of.

"What do you think this is?"

Su Ping looked at the three-headed man on the drawing paper and his eyes went dark.

Shen Silan secretly glanced at Xiaomei next to him, and saw a look of disgust in her eyes. She replied reluctantly: "Duck."

???

"Whose duck has three heads?"

Shen Jiayu knocked his head and laughed angrily.

"Uncle, this is not a head, this is an eye!"

Shen Silan covered his forehead and retorted loudly.

"Alright, alright, leave it to me."

Su Ping calmed Shen Jiayu down, then took another piece of drawing paper.

"Why does Silan want to draw a duck?"

Shen Silan hesitated for a long time, and finally lowered his head shyly: "Because Xiaomei likes it."

This kid has a promising future. He has been in love since he was young.

"Come, I'll teach you a mantra."

There's a mnemonic for drawing a duck? Shen Jiayu scoffed, but still pricked up his ears out of curiosity.

He wanted to hear how she would make it up.

Then he heard Su Ping seriously holding Shen Silan in his arms and holding his hand on the paper.

"Today is Tuesday. I got 0.2 on the test. I ran out with my mouth pointed. My name is Xiao Xiao."

What's weird?

Before Shen Jiayu could react, he heard Shen Silan screaming excitedly.

"I learned!"

impossible.

Shen Jiayu pulled the paper in front of him in disbelief, and sure enough, he saw a simple drawing of a duck on the paper.

Does this work too?

Seeing his stunned expression, Su Ping raised her eyebrows proudly.

You never thought this was a leftover from my childhood toys!

"Sister is so awesome!" Xiaomei looked at Su Ping with admiration, her hands turned red from clapping.

"Anything else? Anything else?" Shen Silan discovered for the first time that painting could be so fun, and he kept pestering Su Ping and wouldn't let go.

Shen Jiayu also became interested and leaned a little towards this side.

He wanted to see if there was anything else he didn't know.

"Si Lan, do you want to draw your uncle?"

When Shen Jiayu heard this, the smile on his face froze. Why did he have such a bad feeling?

Shen Silan was eager to try, but backed off when Shen Jiayu's gaze came into view.

After all, he could even draw a flower and make it look like cow dung. If someone drew him in front of his uncle, he would be beaten to death.

"Don't be afraid, I'll teach you!"

Su Ping held him in his arms again and began to cast a spell.

"An old man named Ding owed me two eggs. I said I'd pay him back in three days, but he said four. He also owed me a big pancake, three leeks for 3 yuan, a piece of tofu for 3 yuan, and a string of candied haws for 6 yuan!"