Chapter 441 I’m sad

Author: Junzi Yin Yang

Chapter 441 I’m sad

"Of course I'm looking for you, you've already accepted my things." Wan'an replied.

"I was scared to death. I thought you were angry because I didn't eat the food you gave me." Shen Jiangting stretched out her chubby hand and patted her chest with a look of joy on her face.

Wan'an raised his head and hummed, his face showing arrogance: "I'm not that easy to get angry."

After knowing that Shen Jiangting couldn't eat sweets, she stayed silent all afternoon, thinking about what she should give him in exchange.

After all, Shen Jiangting was like a little follower these days, hitting wherever she pointed.

You can't just let people work without giving them rewards.

The two of them were either lying on the fence watching the dance class next door dance, or Shen Jiangting helped her carry gifts to give to the thirty-two new wives in the next class.

When he got home, Wan'an dug out his lucky money, counted out a few hundred, and pestered Wan's father: "Dad, please accompany me to buy flowers. Tomorrow my wives will perform and I will give them flowers. I have already told them today." we have a deal."

"Wives?" Father Anhui's face exploded.

"Didn't you go to a martial arts class? Where did you find the wives?" If he remembered correctly, except for Wan'an, the other martial arts classes were all little boys.

"There is a dance class next door. I take my little brother to watch the wives dance every day." Wan An hugged Wan's father's trousers, looked up and held back tears: "Just go shopping with me. If it's later, the flowers in the flower shop will be empty." Sold out."

"The flower shop has so many flowers that they can't sell them all." Father Anhui said with a smile.

"If all are sold out, I will give away thirty-two wives." Wan'an opened his hands and gestured: "I will also give away the bigger ones."

Xiao Wanyue heard about this just after she came back.

She smiled and looked at Wan'an: "The flowers I bought are bigger than a person, and the young lady may not be able to hold them."

"I think it's better to buy a bouquet suitable for children and match it with gifts." Xiao Wanyue suggested: "It would be good to match the doll with flowers."

"Yeah!" Wan'an exclaimed, turned around and went back to the house and took out another few hundred.

Waving a handful of banknotes, Wan An raised his neck and went out confidently: "Father, follow me quickly, I'm going to buy flowers for my wives."

"Little ancestor, please wait while I change my shoes." Anhui's father was helpless.

"Take her to buy it. It will cost her her own money anyway." Xiao Wanyue sat aside and sipped tea leisurely.

Pocket money is just the New Year's money. Once you spend it, it will be gone if you don't wait until the Chinese New Year.

Sure enough, Wan'an took Wan's father to a flower shop and a toy store, and the dolls and flowers they bought back cost more than a thousand dollars.

With a cart full of flowers, Wan'an happily ran home and gave Xiao Wanyue a bouquet of roses: "This is for mom."

"Thank you, baby." Xiao Wanyue took it with a smile and pressed it against Wan An's cheek.

"Where's daddy's? Little ancestor, I spent the whole night shopping with you, helping you out." Anhui's father demanded.

Wan'an hid behind Xiao Wanyue, took out fifty cents from his pocket, and placed it in the palm of Wan's father's hand.

Her eyes wandered: "The money is not enough, there is only one gold coin left."

"Liar to children?" Anhui's father tossed the fifty cent coin: "This is obviously only fifty cents, and you can't even buy flower petals."

"This is not an ordinary fifty cents, this is a gold coin." Wan An emphasized: "It has magic. My father puts it in a flower pot and raises it carefully. One day it will grow into a pot of gold coins."

"What if it doesn't grow?" Anhui's father teased her.

Unexpectedly, Wan An tilted his head, got into Xiao Wanyue's arms, and replied in a muffled voice: "That's because you are not sincere, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Other people's little cotton-padded jackets keep you warm, but my little cotton-padded jackets leak wind." Anhui's father shook his head and sighed sadly, and went to the balcony to water the flowers.

While pouring water, he saw Wan An standing by the glass door, looking up at him.

"An'an, is there anything else you want to give to dad?" Father Anhui looked forward to it.

Wan'an shook his head and pointed behind Wan's father: "Dad, the honeysuckle you raised is mature, can you give me two of them?"

Father Anhui: "..." I am sad!

It's not a novel. Some plots must be read through because some characters will appear again.
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