CH 70.2

Chapter 70 — Spring Festival

The supermarket was very crowded.

Wen Yu immediately frowned at the first glance, from the baby still in the stroller, to the old man with white hair, he could see it all in the supermarket today.

As soon as they got off the elevator, they could see at a glance lots of lanterns, fortune (福) characters and spring festival couplets, red envelopes, and other things for the New Year.

Chi Zhengzheng pulled Wen Yu over “Wen Yu! Let’s choose the couplets! I don’t want the couplets from the property, lanterns and fortune words are fine, but we’ll choose the spring couplets ourselves!”

The things sent to the properties of Wangjiang Manor were very good, especially the ones sent to them, which were very diverse, and they were still able to choose them.

There were also calligraphy couplets written by everyone, but Chi Zhengzheng didn’t like them very much, so she asked someone to take them away when she heard them.

Each house in Wangjiang Manor had six people working per household, and they decorated the whole neighborhood early with the New Year flavor. Chi Zhengzheng and Wen Yu let them decorate their building, but they didn’t ask for the Spring Festival couplets and didn’t let them hang the lanterns outside the gate.

“Okay.” Wen Yu followed her, with a doting expression.

Because there were so many people, he pushed the car with one hand and guarded her closely with the other, afraid that she would be pushed away by the crowd and wouldn’t be able to find her, or that she would be hit or hurt by someone.

“What do you think of this one? Celebrate the Chinese New Year (迎新春 yíngxīnchūn)?” Chi Zhengzheng picked up a couplet.

But before Wen Yu could say anything, she already shook her head: “No, no, this one is too ordinary.”

“How about this one?” Chi Zhengzheng picked up another pair.

Again, before Wen Yu said anything, she shook her head: “No, no, Yuyu, you’re a businessman, shouldn’t you want a set of spring festival couplets for wealth?”

As she said this, she began to look around, looking for a suitable one.

Wen Yu still didn’t say anything, but he stretched out his hand and picked a set out. His eyebrows softened, he took it to Chi Zhengzheng, and said softly: “How about this one?”

Chi Zhengzheng looked over and was taken aback. “Peace? Happiness and joy?” This one was a bit unusual.

The corners of Wen Yu’s mouth rose slightly and he glanced up and down with fondness: “Hmm, peace, happiness, and joy.”

– He hoped she would be safe and hoped that they would be happy and joyful.

Chi Zhengzheng looked up at him, looked at his serious expression, and seemed to understand.

“This is a good set! Let’s get this one, let’s hang it together when the time comes!” Chi Zhengzheng happily took it in her hand, looked at it carefully, and then carefully put it inside the cart.

The two of them continued to walk forward.

He was still holding her hand, but because the supermarket was very hot, he took off his scarf and gloves, and even Chi Zhengzheng wanted to take off her coat. But Wen Yu didn’t agree, so he just opened the zipper for her.

The two held hands and continued walking.

“Wen Yu, let’s go buy some groceries. During this year’s Chinese New Year, we agreed to give Auntie Wang and the others holidays, and give Uncle Li and the others a vacation too. Let’s cook and eat by ourselves for a few days.”

“Okay.” Wen Yu wouldn’t have any objection.

“Whether Auntie Wang and the others stay at Wangjiang Manor or go home, let’s cook for ourselves and let them rest for the New Year.”

“Okay.”

“Then let’s go buy vegetables, I’ll make dumplings for you to eat! For New Year’s Eve dinner, we should cook dumplings and eat hot pot!” Chi Zhengzheng’s eyes lit up and her voice was tinged with anticipation.

In the past, in the other world, she and her grandmother would eat hot pot on New Year’s Eve. As a child, her family was poor, and hot pot on New Year’s Eve was her most anticipated thing, sitting together as a family, and eating with enthusiasm.

Chi Zhengzheng always felt very happy.

Later, when her grandmother died, she continued the habit of eating hot pot on New Year’s Eve alone, but because she was alone, she couldn’t eat much, and she couldn’t finish eating the small pot.

Hearing her say that she would personally wrap dumplings, Wen Yu’s eyes were filled with smiles.

Then as soon as he heard the hot pot, Wen Yu instantly frowned and said disapprovingly: “It’s unhealthy.”

“Aiya! It’s just eating once in a while, Wen Yu, Wen Xiaoyu, Yuyu~” Chi Zhengzheng winked and acted coquettishly.

Wen Yu: “… Okay.” How could he possibly refuse her?

“Wen Yu, you are so nice!” Chi Zhengzheng put a high hat on him with twinkling eyes, and she added: “Then can I buy more snacks?”

Wen Yu frowned again.

Chi Zhengzheng: “Is it okay? It’s the New Year ah~”

Wen Yu could hold mosquitoes in his eyebrows, but in the end, he still said: “Only this time, it won’t be the same again.”

“Okay!” Next time, they’ll have time to talk about it next time.

Soon, the two walked to the place where they could buy vegetables.

This area was the most crowded, and Wen Yu kept Chi Zhengzheng close, watching her put the hot pot dish she wanted to eat into the cart, chanting from time to time –

“Aiya, I like this one!”

“Hey, Yuyu likes this, let’s get one too.”

“These are delicious, let’s get one of these.”

“I’m sure Liuzhu would like this, let’s get one for Liuzhu!”

…

Even in such a noisy place, Wen Yu listened to Chi Zhengzheng’s broken thoughts, and his eyebrows and eyes were all with a gentle smile.

This was really great.

If his life was always like this, there was nothing more to ask for.

The process of buying groceries wasn’t without its ups and downs. A child was running, because his mother was calling him, he looked back, didn’t look ahead, and almost bumped into Chi Zhengzheng.

(t/n: 熊孩子 bear child means brat or spoiled child, for now, I’m writing child because it sounds more natural.)

Wen Yu reached out abruptly and took her into his arms, and stood in front of her.

As a result, the child bumped into Wen Yu.

Because of his rapid movements, Chi Zhengzheng shook slightly. It wasn’t of much importance, but for some reason, before Chi Zhengzheng’s eyes, her brain “buzzed” in an instant, blank for a moment.

“Aw- woo woo woo woo!” The child howled.

“Aiya, what are you guys doing? Didn’t notice that there are little children?” A woman rushed over, hugged the crying child, and started yelling.

Apparently, most spoiled children had parents who spoilt them.

The woman holding the child wanted to say something else, however, she looked up to meet Wen Yu’s gaze, and was taken aback in an instant.

At this moment, Wen Yu’s eyes were dark and obscure, as chilling as a poisonous snake that made people shiver.

The woman couldn’t help but shudder.

But in fact, she didn’t know that today Wen Yu was in a good mood and wasn’t prepared to do much, if he were to hit Chi Zhengzheng when Wen Yu was in a bad mood, it would definitely not be easy.

Chi Zhengzheng recovered, she wasn’t dizzy and her eyes weren’t blurry, so she immediately stared at her fiercely and said: “You’re making bogus accusations, it’s obvious that this child was the one who hit us first. We didn’t argue with your child, why are you accusing us?”

The woman was looked at by Wen Yu, somewhat afraid, opened her mouth, and couldn’t say anything.

The child was still bawling.

Wen Yu’s body was too hard, it was still very painful after hitting him.

At this time, the women who were buying vegetables next to them immediately said…

“Yes, it’s your child running amok. Keep an eye on your child, what kind of person are you ah.”

“Yes, whether it’s hitting others or the children hitting themselves, it isn’t a good thing. You have a responsibility as a mother.”

“It’s New Year’s Eve. Keep an eye on your child.”

“We just saw it now, this beautiful woman and handsome man were standing and didn’t move. It’s your child who bumped into them.”

“It can’t be like this, he also almost hit me. Your child isn’t small if he were hit an old man…”

…

The woman looked embarrassed and hurriedly apologized: “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s our fault.”

As she said this, she patted the child, held him and fled.