My baby is two and a half years old. Daddy, hurry up and make some milk!

The vegetable market downstairs from Teacher Ranran's house is bustling with activity; it's packed with people right now.

Shen Shilan carried Le Bao and followed behind her, watching her skillfully navigate through the crowd.

The stalls she visited were mostly run by elderly people, and she didn't haggle with them; sometimes she would even give them extra money.

"Give me."

Seeing that she was already carrying many bags, Shen Shilan reached out to take them.

"No need, these aren't heavy. It's inconvenient for you to hold the baby."

Ranran saw that he was holding the child in one arm and carrying a bag in the other, so she quickly hid the bag behind her back.

Shen Shilan didn't try to pull her away anymore, and continued to follow her while holding Le Bao.

It's not as clean as a supermarket; all sorts of smells are mixed together, and it doesn't smell very pleasant.

Yet, this place holds the most authentic glimpses of everyday life.

Considering that there were children present, Teacher Ranran went to the seafood store and bought fish and shrimp.

Shen Shilan paid the bill before she did.

"We're two people who're here to freeload, we can't just eat for free."

The side dishes weren't expensive, so he didn't insist on paying.

Although the seafood was worthless to him, he knew that it must be quite expensive for a teacher.

I guess she usually wouldn't even eat it herself.

Seeing this, Teacher Ranran didn't say anything more.

Le Bao's uncle seems to be a little different from what she imagined.

After buying groceries and returning home, Teacher Ranran let the two children play in the living room while she went into the tiny kitchen, which could only fit one person, to start making dinner.

Le Bao asked Shen Shilan to turn on the TV for her to watch Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf.

Shen Shilan, holding his phone, slumped on the small sofa like an old man.

Those long, shapely legs, with nowhere to go, were uncomfortably bent at the knees.

He put down his phone and turned to look at the figure busy in the kitchen.

She's quite petite, and her hair is casually tied up, giving her a messy yet effortlessly chic look.

She carefully removed the shrimp veins one by one, and then peeled off the shrimp shells.

Her eyelashes were very long, and when they drooped down, they cast a shadow under her eyes like a small fan.

Her face, unadorned, was fair and clean, the kind of cleanliness that comes from a modest family.

Before he knew it, Shen Shilan had become completely absorbed in his reading.

"Uncle, uncle?"

Le Bao called him several times, but he didn't hear her.

"Smack."

A slap is always more effective; sure enough, it landed right back on him.

"what?"

Shen Shilan covered her face, looking at Le Bao with displeasure.

This child, how could he hit so hard? Is he even a relative?

The phone is ringing.

Le Bao pointed to the phone lying on the sofa. It was a video call from Xiang Jia Hui, and Le Bao had already answered it. The camera was now pointed at Shen Shi Lan.

"What are you doing? Why aren't you taking Le Bao home for dinner? It's about to rain."

As Xiang Jiahui spoke, she leaned her head closer to the camera and asked, "Whose house is this?"

"We'll eat out, we won't go home."

Shen Shilan finally came to his senses and coughed twice, somewhat embarrassed.

"If you don't come home, you perpetual bachelor, without even a girlfriend, what are you doing out there watching all those couples?"

Shen Shilan rolled his eyes. He knew his mother couldn't stop talking about this topic.

"Can't I go on a date with Le Bao?"

His mother is like Tang Sanzang, and he is like Sun Wukong, wearing a golden headband.

"Mr. Shen, how would you like the fish cooked?"

Just then, Teacher Ranran finished marinating the fish. After thinking for a moment, she decided to ask Shen Shilan what his taste was like.

"Anything is fine with me, I'm not picky about food."

Shen Shilan said something towards the kitchen.

When I turned my head, his face was almost pressed against the screen.

He was so startled that he immediately threw his phone away.

As luck would have it, the phone ended up in Le Bao's arms.

Le Bao picked up the phone and looked at her uncle with some confusion.

"Sweetie, tell Grandma, where are you and your uncle?"

Just as Shen Shilan was about to snatch the phone back, Xiang Jiahui asked the question first.

"At Teacher Zhai's house, for the second meal."

Who is Le Bao? A loudspeaker who can't keep secrets.

Without the slightest hesitation, she told the truth, completely unaware that her uncle was winking and gesturing beside her.

"Teacher? Which teacher?"

Is something going on with her family's evergreen cabbage?

Le Bao has many teachers, and Xiang Jia Hui is unsure which teacher's house the two were at.

"Mom, that's enough, we're going to eat now, I'm hanging up."

Seeing that Da Loushao was about to speak again, Shen Shilan quickly snatched the phone away, said a few words hastily, and then hung up.

That's good, his mom probably won't sleep tonight as she'll be waiting for him to come home.

"You little traitor."

Shen Shilan pinched the little face in exasperation.

"My uncle is a traitor."

The chubby boy wouldn't take the blame for this fabricated crime.

She stood up, climbed onto Shen Shilan's knees, and pinched his face with both hands.

"Let go."

"No shaking."

"Should we let them go or not?"

"Uncle Huang."

The uncle and nephew pinched each other's faces, neither willing to let go first.

Shen Shilan took the opportunity to lie down on the sofa, and Le Bao was not to be outdone, so she sat down on her uncle's stomach, and the two started fighting on the small sofa.

"Aaaaaah, you little brat, you're trying to murder your own uncle!"

Le Bao bit Shen Shilan's face, causing Shen Shilan to scream in pain.

"Pah, pah, pah."

After relenting, Le Bao spat a few times in disgust, then looked at her uncle with a smug expression.

You can't beat me, huh? This king is incredibly powerful.

"You little rascal, you're starting to look down on me, huh?"

Shen Shilan sat up and reached out to tickle Le Bao's armpit.

"Gagagagagagagagaga."

Le Bao laughed and rolled around in his arms, but she couldn't escape her uncle's clutches no matter what.

Teacher Ranran heard the sound and looked up at the uncle and nephew playing together.

This house has never been this lively before.

So this is what Mr. Shen is like. He's not so fierce after all.

Teacher Ranran is very quick; she prepared a meal in about 40 minutes.

"Dinner is ready."

She carried the dishes to the table and called the two people on the sofa to eat.

Shen Shilan lifted the little one off the sofa, then stood up and straightened her clothes.

"Pfft."

Teacher Ranran set out the food, looked up, and burst out laughing.

Shen Shilan and Le Bao both had hair that looked like a chicken coop with its feathers standing on end.

Shen Shilan, in particular, completely lost his usual noble demeanor; anyone who didn't know better would think he came from a beggar's den.

"Um, Mr. Shen, your hair..."

Teacher Ranran pointed to the top of his head.

Shen Shilan then realized that the chubby boy had grabbed his hair when he was playing with Le Bao earlier.

His face flushed red, and he awkwardly reached out to run his hand through his hair.

Le Bao ran to Teacher Ranran, who then tidied her hair, which had been ruffled by her uncle.

"Alright, another cute little girl."

Teacher Ranran is very skillful; she quickly gave Le Bao a new hairstyle.

I couldn't resist kissing the little guy's cheek, which earned me a kiss in return from Le Bao.

"Um, Mr. Shen, over there."

Teacher Ranran watched as Shen Shilan spent a long time tidying up, but a tuft of hair still stuck up and stood straight.

Shen Shilan rummaged around a few more times, but still couldn't get it sorted out.

"This is troublesome."

He walked up to Teacher Ranran and lowered his head.

Teacher Ranran blushed, but she still reached out and carefully pressed down that tuft of hair.

"alright."

Both of them were a little embarrassed and awkwardly didn't know where to look.

"Gurgle gurgle".

Finally, Le Bao's cries of hunger broke the awkward atmosphere.