Wife, please behave yourself.

Chapter 50 Senior, you're still the same as before.

The owner of the fried noodle stall brought over Shen Ruzhi's portion.

Perhaps he saw the girl's tearful eyes and looked at Liu Songyan several times before leaving.

There are three people at this table: a little girl and someone who is crying.

The culprit has been clearly identified.

"..."

The stall owner's parting glance made Liu Songyan, who noticed it, feel uneasy.

At that moment, he suddenly felt like he had been wronged.

"Don't cry, there are so many people outside."

"I didn't cry..."

"Yes, yes, yes, those aren't tears in my eyes, could they be snot from my nose?"

He reached out and pulled out two cheap napkins from the table, folding them together, and handed them to the girl next to him.

Liu Songyan put down his chopsticks for a moment and solemnly addressed the other party.

"First of all, I really don't know what the relationship is between your mom and my dad."

As soon as Shen Ruzhi finished thanking the person who offered her the tissue, she heard their voice.

"Secondly, even if there is a relationship, it is a very normal one. My father is an upright and honest person, and he is certainly not the one who made a mistake."

"..."

"So you mean it's my mother's fault?"

“You said it yourself, I never said anything like that.”

Upon meeting Shen Ruzhi, he remained silent at first, then spoke with some anger.

Liu Songyan quickly tried to clarify, fearing that the other party might misunderstand.

Clutching the tissue she had just used to wipe her eyes, Shen Ruzhi glared angrily at the other person.

"My mother is optimistic, cheerful, and kind, so it's definitely not her fault!"

"That's not necessarily true. I'm pretty sure it's not my dad's problem."

"That's not my mom's fault!"

"Whose problem is that?"

Liu Wanqiu picked up a piece of fried noodles and put it in her mouth, chewing as she continued watching the show.

"..."

Liu Songyan did not turn around when he heard his younger sister's words.

He quickly picked up the fried egg in front of him and placed it on the other person's plate.

I was just watching my older brother and my short-haired sister argue.

Now I suddenly receive a fried egg.

Liu Wanqiu was overjoyed.

He immediately forgot about watching the show and buried himself in eating.

Liu Songyan looked at Shen Ruzhi beside him and continued to calmly analyze the situation.

"Since we can't agree, let's wait for my dad to come back and ask him."

"it is good!"

"The problem is temporarily solved, let's eat."

Liu Songyan picked up his chopsticks again and slurped up the fried noodles.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the girl next to him hadn't touched her chopsticks. After chewing and swallowing, he looked at her again.

"Why don't you eat?"

"When...will Uncle Liu be back?"

"..."

The boy fell silent again.

After paying for the fried noodles, the father picked up the dumbbells and said he was going to buy other snacks.

Then he left and has not returned since.

Where did Dad go?
Even he, as the son, didn't know.

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"Wow...that's pretty heavy."

Suddenly, she heard the sound of something heavy hitting the road, followed by a man's voice in her ear.

Inside the stall, she sat on a small stool with her legs drawn up, supporting herself with her arms, and resting her face on her right hand.

Hearing the noise, she turned her head slightly and looked at Liu Changcun who had suddenly appeared.

His eyes, which had been slightly narrowed and listless, suddenly widened.

"Senior, do you still have a chair?"

"..."

"Never mind if you don't have one, I can squat."

The man's self-absorbed words surprised Wen Yunwei, who was still in a daze.

She didn't understand why Liu Changcun, who had already left, had returned alone.

And... he was carrying so many snacks.

Seeing that the other person had actually squatted down as he had said, Wen Yunwei, who had finally come to her senses, hurriedly pulled out the stool from the other side.

They lifted it and placed it in front of the other person.

"There is still one……"

"saved."

Listening to the man's triumphant declaration, she watched as he sat down beside her.

Wen Yunwei quickly lowered her hand that had been supporting her face and sat up straight.

"You...how..."

The question I wanted to ask was left unsaid; I was forced to stop halfway through my rambling.

Liu Changcun handed over a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe).

The aroma of the pancakes seemed to have two invisible fingers, constantly teasing her nose. "Here, eat it while it's hot."

"..."

"With the addition of a starch sausage, it should be considered a deluxe version."

The pancake that was being offered was not accepted for a long time, so Liu Changcun simply shoved it into the other person's arms.

The freshly made pancakes were so hot that they instantly brought Wen Yunwei, who was still in a daze, to her senses.

"Huh~"

He hurriedly grabbed the pancakes from his arms, picked up the bag, and blew on them to cool them down.

Turning my head, I saw Liu Changcun take out his own pancake and take a big bite.

Seeing the other person breathing on their skin, it seemed they had also been burned.

He silently looked away.

"You... why are you back again?"

After a long while, Wen Yunwei finally spoke.

Holding the pancake handed to him by Liu Changcun, his gaze was fixed on the ground.

"You wouldn't believe it, would you? I'm actually setting up a stall here."

The words came out of her mouth in a self-deprecating tone.

Move your feet, which were together, inwards.

"Laugh if you want to..."

"Why are you laughing? I think setting up a stall is pretty good."

Hearing the reply from beside him, the hand holding the bag suddenly clenched tightly.

His lowered gaze lifted again, looking at Liu Changcun, who stood calmly beside him.

"I design it myself and make it myself... Although I don't know much about design, I can still tell whether it looks good or not."

"..."

"Senior, my child really loves the bracelet you made."

Perhaps the pancakes were too hot, so Liu Changcun put them away for the time being.

He picked up the bag next to the dumbbells, untied it, and put a fried chicken strip on a bamboo skewer into his mouth.

Crispy and fragrant, with cumin and chili powder.

It has a unique flavor.

"Would you like to try some?"

"Need not."

Wen Yunwei shook her head slightly and declined the invitation.

I wonder if Liu Changcun's words were meant to comfort me.

After setting up a stall for two days, I didn't sell many.

To be honest, Wen Yunwei has lost much of her confidence.

When she was little, Wen Yunwei had a particular fondness for jewelry.

I made some myself when I was in school, and they received a warm response from the girls in my class.

After graduating from high school, I was able to get into a top design college, just as I had hoped.

However, due to unforeseen circumstances, he was unable to finish university.

With the development of society, more and more jobs require higher education.

The fact that she couldn't get a university diploma meant that Wen Yunwei only had a high school education.

After many years, he was looking for a job again, but he kept running into obstacles because of his educational background.

During high school, Wen Yunwei took good care of Liu Changcun, her junior.

To take care of this good-looking but somewhat eccentric lower-grade student.

She helped Liu Changcun apply for poverty relief and helped him receive his first payment.

The other party respected her, her senior, very much.

Until the other party confirmed their relationship with Lin Wanran, she was probably the one with the closest relationship with him on the entire campus.

Wen Yunwei is not against setting up a stall.

Perhaps it was his pride that got in the way.

She simply couldn't accept showing her most pathetic side to the junior who once admired her.

Wen Yunwei was once an outstanding student who won various awards during high school.

Now, however, they've been reduced to setting up stalls near the square.

It was even seen by a junior student who had previously helped him.

"Senior, do you know?"

The voice beside her interrupted Wen Yunwei's thoughts.

She glanced to the side, watching the man's profile as he held a fried chicken strip and looked straight ahead.

Just like back then.

The once naive boy has long since grown into a mature adult.

"Whether it's setting up a stall or working a regular job... as long as it's money earned through hard work, I will admire that person from the bottom of my heart."

The face that was looking straight ahead turned to the side.

"Just like you are now."

A smile appeared on Liu Changcun's face.

That was a genuine smile, devoid of any false emotion.

"I admire you, just as I used to admire you."

Looking at Wen Yunwei, who was silent beside him, Liu Changcun slowly responded.

"As expected, senior, you're still the same as before."

"..."

"Nothing has changed."

(End of this chapter)