Chapter 73 Warmth
The little baby is very forgetful, not to mention that the person holding him is his father, who is related to him by blood.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, Shen Zhiyu was already giggling non-stop due to Shen Wenchen's amusement, and Nanzhi could vaguely hear some noises in the kitchen.
More than a dozen people had been running around for several days, and finally managed to get a good night's sleep, and now they were even more unstoppable.
In the end, Shen Wenchen was afraid that the little guy would sweat from laughing, so he took him to the backyard to wash up.
"Daddy, are you really daddy?" Shen Zhiyu stood aside obediently, waiting for Shen Wenchen to wash his face.
Seeing his son's expectant look, Shen Wenchen paused for a moment before saying with a smile: "Can dad still be fake?"
"Then dad is still leaving?"
After hearing what the little guy said, Shen Wenchen hesitated a little, and then nodded: "I want to leave, but Zhiyu can go with Aniang and Daddy."
Shen Zhiyu frowned, a little unhappy: "Why?"
"Because Dad still has something to do." Shen Wenchen looked at Zhiyu with soft eyes. How was he even remotely similar to the god of death on the battlefield?
"Okay." The little guy sniffed, a little unhappy.
The father and son cleaned their teeth again before going to the kitchen together.
"Mommy, daddy is leaving." The little guy said with a pout when he saw his grandma cutting noodles in the kitchen.
Nanzhi was stunned and turned to look at Shen Wenchen with some doubts. Didn't he say he had a month's leave yesterday? Leaving today?
Shen Wenchen also didn't react for a while. He only said that he had something to do, but where did he say he was leaving?
Looking at Shen Wenchen's appearance, Nanzhi still didn't know that Shen Zhiyu must have passed the message halfway and was going to pat his butt.
The little guy was held in Shen Wenchen's arms. When he saw that his mother-in-law was about to spank his little butt, he quickly burrowed into his chest.
"Mom, I was wrong"
Listening to his milky begging for mercy, Nanzhi and Shen Wenchen both had smiles on their faces. After reacting, Nanzhi quickly controlled his facial expressions and hurried the father and son out of the kitchen.
Nanzhi was worried that her identity would be discovered, while Shen Wenchen thought that she had not forgiven him yet, so he just touched his nose and took Shen Zhiyu to the yard.
No matter what, he would always let her forgive him anyway.
Thinking in his mind, Shen Wenchen also felt that he had more energy.
Seeing his father who suddenly became more imposing, Shen Zhiyu chuckled and then pointed at the horses and said, "Dad, I want to touch them!"
How could Shen Wenchen not agree? He nodded and led his horse out: "Zhiyu, it's called Chaiyue, do you want to ride on it?"
The little guy never closed his mouth when he looked at the maroon horse, touching here and there, which made Shen Wenchen a little funny.
"Daddy will take you horseback riding later, okay?"
Just when Shen Zhiyu was about to nod, he saw Nanzhi standing at the door, looking towards them, and immediately shook his head again.
Shen Wenchen was stunned. What did he mean by nodding and shaking his head?
I followed the little guy's line of sight and saw Nanzhi who was speechless.
"I'll wake them up!"
Just when Nanzhi wanted to let them rest for a while, Shen Wenchen had already entered the room.
Shen Zhiyu, who was covering her mouth and enjoying herself, was left standing beside her.
"What are you laughing at?" Nanzhi pinched the little guy's face.
"My father is afraid of my mother-in-law, just like Grandpa Shen is afraid of Grandma Liu." The little guy said with a smile.
Nanzhi made a move, only touched his little face, and went to the kitchen to work again. She originally just wanted to ask Shen Wenchen if he wanted to wait for his brothers to get up before going downstairs, so that she could rest for a while. It's muggy inside.
Since he has gone to call for help, he can just cook some noodles.
When several people got dressed and left the house, they happened to see Shen Wenchen teaching Shen Zhiyu how to play with the toys they bought with a smile on his face.
Seeing the smile on his face, several people just thought they were deceived.
Why does Brother Shen smile so much like a flower?
Eleven touched the face that had just been slapped by Shen Wenchen, and looked away with some sarcasm.
Wasn't it just that I was a little dishonest when I went to bed last night?
Why did he have to be beaten like this?
What if I can’t get a wife after losing my virginity?
The more I thought about it, the more worried I became. Finally, even Nanzhi, who had just come in with his face in hand, noticed something was wrong.
Why does the man named Eleven look at Shen Wenchen with such resentment?
When they saw her coming out, the men took the dishes and chopsticks very consciously.
"Sister-in-law, just sit down and we'll get it."
Seeing them squeeze into the kitchen, Nanzhi sat down to rest. Today's bowl of noodles almost made her hands crippled.
After breakfast, before Nanzhi could get up, Ada and a few brothers collected the dishes and chopsticks, not forgetting to shout: "Sister-in-law, just rest, we can wash the dishes and so on." It can be done!”
Listening to Ah Da call her sister-in-law, Nanzhi almost had goosebumps all over the floor. Ah Da looks like she is twenty-six or seventeen years old. Is calling her sister-in-law a bit exaggerated?
Shen Wenchen seemed to see what she was thinking. He coughed slightly before lowering his voice and said: "Although Ah Da looks older, he is actually just nineteen years old. He just grows a little faster. He is the oldest among them." Ah Er is only less than twenty."
Nanzhi suddenly realized. She said why these five people all called Shen Wenchen Brother Shen. It turned out to be because of their age. She said that it couldn't be because of the villain's aura that people would call him brother when they met him.
Shen Wenchen suddenly became serious at this time, looked at Nanzhi and said: "Nannan, you have worked hard these past three years. I don't know where my parents are buried. I will go and pay homage to them later."
"It's in the cemetery over at the entrance of the village. I'll take you there in a moment."
After hearing what Nanzhi said, Shen Wenchen nodded and went to the side to take out the things he had bought yesterday.
That was all the money he paid for the scented wax paper.
He failed to support his parents in his last life, and the same is true in this life.
All he could do was kowtow in front of the graves of his two elders and tell them that his unfilial son was back.
After greeting more than a dozen people, Shen Wenchen took Nanzhi and Shen Zhiyu out of the door.
Originally, he wanted to take them there on horseback, but Nanzhi just shook his head and refused.
Riding a horse is too flamboyant, not to mention that she doesn't want to ride a horse with Shen Wenchen!
Because it was getting early and the hottest time of the day had not yet arrived, many people in Lihua Village were going out to work at this time. When Nanzhi and Shen Wenchen appeared at the entrance of the village, everyone who was working was dumbfounded.
Isn't this Shen Xiaolang?
He was said to be dead three years ago, but his body was nowhere to be seen, so why did he come back three years later?
Could it be that he saw a ghost?
The most excited person was Shen Dashan, who felt familiar when he saw the person next to Nanzhi.
Until Shen Wenchen shouted: "Uncle Li Zheng."
He stepped forward in disbelief and patted him on the shoulder.
"You, what's going on with you? If you hadn't died then, why did you come back three years ago!"
As he spoke, Shen Dashan's eyes turned red, and he held Shen Wenchen's hand tightly: "Your father and mother thought you had gone down first before leaving! Do you know how long this girl in Nanzhi lived with Zhiyu? sad!"
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