C15 Going Shopping Is a Bit of an Embarrassment

Sister Yi's eyes were filled with surprise as she spoke out her thoughts, "You don't need to say it. You won't change your mind again, right? Is there anyone who would break their word like you? "Not at all."

When Fan Shuang heard how persistent she was, she did not waste any more words. She put down the knife in her hand and then took off her apron to avoid her. She was ready to charge back into her room.

Her sister was very suspicious. She was afraid that this stingy fellow would actually go back on his word. She asked again, "Where are you going?"

He only heard Fan Shuang close the door and suddenly, from a distance, say, "If you want to go out, of course I have to change. Do you want me to wear it while I'm at it?"

Her sister was relieved and finally felt some comfort. The way the uncle did things was not in accordance with common sense, making it hard for people to understand him. She could not help but smile inside, thinking, "He really is an unfathomable strange uncle." After she finished laughing, she also went back to her room to dress up. After all, women were supposed to dress up for the people who liked them.

Perhaps it was because he had stayed up all night, but his hair was of a poor quality, dry and forked, and very dense and slender. He had not cut his hair for a long time, and his actual age did not match his appearance. In other words, he looked a little anxious.

However, he had already gotten used to it. Why would he care about others' opinions? It was as if he was acting on his own and not underestimating others. This was what he was really doing. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't force his way through this weird sister, he might have worn slippers, a cool vest, and shorts to go out today. In the summer, no matter how comfortable or how cool it was, he didn't have to intentionally please anyone. Due to his sister's youthful and beautiful appearance, he was afraid that it would affect her makeup, greatly slandering the crisp image of her little girl. He was afraid that someone on the street would ask, "This is my sister's father, right?" These words had really raised her in high praise, but she was unable to accept it for a moment.

Who knew that Fan Shuang would not change from his usual resolute and decisive style? It was actually this little girl that was so unfathomable. Was it really necessary to embroider flowers or change her appearance in the room? If he went out later, the market would probably be closed. What kind of cooking would he need to teach then? Just drink the northwest wind. The thought of embroidery, of changing one's appearance, wasn't this all part of a wuxia novel? He could not help but smile wryly, he really should return to the ancient times. His mind was really different from others.

Fan Xian sat on the sofa and looked at her in surprise, but didn't dare to ask directly.

"Let's go, Uncle!" She didn't know if she was feeling guilty about the delay or if she felt embarrassed for dressing up so fresh and beautiful today. She rushed to the door and urged him.

Fan Shuang put on a leather bag and slung it over his right shoulder. He wore a dark blue shirt over a pair of straight summer pants, and thin black leather shoes, which he had worn for a long time. He didn't know if he could get along with his sister, but he didn't think too much about it.

After Fan Shuang walked out of the room, he turned around and locked the door with his key. His sister was still standing at the door waiting for him, appearing very polite. There was even a thought-provoking smile on her face. You found the money? "

His younger sister blushed and said, "No, Uncle's name is Fan Shuang. Is he really like Uncle Fan?"

Fan Shuang pouted and said angrily, "Anyway, youth is no longer here, so just call me Uncle Fan."

The younger sister said, "Sure, uncle has not disappointed yet. Now that you have self-restraint, you are introverted, cold, cool, and popular. Aren't you very fashionable?"

Fan Shuang Han said, "You're not bad either, why are you wearing short sleeves?" And almost completely black? What? "Is he pretending to be old and old, or is he pretending to be mature?"

Her sister giggled and said, "No, I didn't do it to cooperate with you, Uncle. "Walking on the streets, people still think that I'm you …"

Fan Shuang laughed coldly as he spoke to himself, "It's your uncle. If you didn't call me uncle all day, I would have been angered to death if I had a niece like her."

Her younger sister stuck out her tongue and made a face. There was nothing she could say. "Kick, kick! Kick!" He went downstairs.

Fan Shuang was thinking back to the words he had said earlier. Was he mistaken again? Or had he spoken in her heart? A young and lively girl dressed in such a gloomy manner, there must be some hidden trouble or trauma in her heart. Fan Shuang was feeling suspicious, but he was also afraid that she would scold him again and follow her down the stairs.

He thought to himself. Originally, she rarely went out, but today, on a whim, she finally got out of the house, but unexpectedly, she was still unable to avoid the jabbering crow's beak — Lady Bao was shy and bewildered.

"Is Sister going out?"

"Yes, is Auntie preparing dinner?"

Grandma Bao replied, "Yeah, it's rare that it's a weekend today. You should go out and relax well. The work at the factory is very tiring. You haven't taken a look around yet, have you?"

Sister replied, "Yes, thank you for your concern, Auntie. I was just about to go out for a walk and have a look."

When Grandma Bao saw Fan Shuang following behind, her expression immediately turned sinister and strange. She then turned to Fan Shuang and asked, "Yo! Surprisingly, Little Fan also went out. Did you discuss this beforehand? "Could it be …"

Although my sister didn't finish listening to the whole sentence, her words were very obvious. She blushed and didn't dare to answer.

Fan Shuang said, "What are you talking about, Auntie?" I was only accompanying her out, afraid that she wouldn't be familiar with her surroundings and that she'd learn how to cook, so … "

Auntie Bao covered her mouth and laughed secretly. "Alright, what you mean is that Auntie understands and is also an experienced person. You guys should pay attention to your safety."

Fan Shuang could not vent her anger and could only allow her to speak nonsense. Her sister, on the other hand, had a carefree smile on her face, causing Fan Shuang to feel even more upset. She secretly guessed that she could still be happy.

Sister was standing outside, the sun was shining down on her, urging her, "Alright, Auntie, we won't talk to you anymore. We still have a lot of work to do, we'll talk about it when we get back."

"Go, go." As if she had eaten honey, Auntie Bao laughed so much that her mouth almost burst open below her ears. She was exaggerating a little when she said that she had been amused to the point that her head hurt.

Fan Shuang did not want her sister to wait in such a hurry. She was secretly angered by Auntie Bao's stinky mouth. She was really joining in on the fun. Seeing Fan Shuang walk out, the younger sister paced back and forth in front of her. Auntie Bao called Fan Shuang over softly. "Since you're serving her well outside, you have to take the initiative in everything else. Don't be like a log."

Fan Shuang looked at her in wonder, not knowing what she was going to say. "What?"

Grandma Bao was afraid that her younger sister would hear her, so she repeatedly warned, "You brat, you just don't know how to appreciate pleasure. Since you don't know how to care for a woman, go comprehend it yourself. We'll talk about it in detail when we get back."

Fan Shuang hated people who hid their words the most. Furthermore, his tone was just like his mother's. He frowned slightly as he said, "We ask about everything. Do you think we are like what you said?" His mouth is open. "

In order to not make Fan Shuang angry, Grandma Bao did not say anything. She only laughed sinisterly, making Fan Shuang confused.

The sun was scorching, and even a man like him, who was used to pouring sweat all the time, found it hard to stand it. His younger sister was actually happy, and he really didn't know what chicken blood she was fighting, but when he remembered that he still had an umbrella in his bag, he ran out and passed it to her, "Here, you take the umbrella, don't get suntanned."

Sister Yi looked at Fan Shuang dumbly, as if she could not believe that this ice-cold rock could care for someone else. She was moved to ask, "Uncle Fan is really considerate. When did you prepare it?"

"Why do you ask so many questions? I have thick skin and am not afraid of the sun, but you, a little girl, do not make any preparations outside, other than preparing for rain, you should also be prepared. Take this, an umbrella for a man, you're not afraid of losing your teeth in laughter, are you?"

The younger sister took it and said with a smile, "Thank you, Uncle Fan. Then I won't be polite." Afraid that Fan Shuang would be so eccentric that he would take the umbrella back, he snatched it from his hands, opened it, supported it over his head, and praised in satisfaction, "Not bad, it seems a lot better."

Fan Shuang pursed his lips and sneered in his heart, "I never hold an umbrella, not even when it rains. Do you think I'm that expensive?" In the end, this young lady is still young. " Thinking of this, he followed behind his sister.

In the past, Fan Shuang would walk on the streets or on foot with a brisk pace, as fast as the wind, as if she was a person who rushed home from a family emergency. If it weren't for her being forcefully dragged out of the house by her sister today, he wouldn't have cared about her, walking alone, leaving her far behind, feeling that he was far from her. Or perhaps he was afraid of being talked to by others, sullying his own reputation, hurting his self-esteem, deliberately slowing his footsteps, looking like two strangers he didn't know.

Sister seemed to have not spoken for a long time, she was tired and kept talking. "Uncle Fan, what do you think we should do? After all, it wasn't like he was going to just go out and buy some vegetables, right? "Then …"

"She was really restless and lively, and it was unknown as to what sort of evil thoughts she had. Sometimes she carried an umbrella, sometimes she was happy and sometimes she turned around to look at herself. When she stopped, she became extremely polite and polite." Why drag it so far? Are you not willing to come out with me? "

Fan Shuang was afraid that she would think too much, so she waved her hand and forced a smile, "No, no. You can be happy today. I'll accompany you however long you want."

"That's what you said, I didn't force you. How about this, I'll arrange it for you."

Fan Shuang looked at her in surprise and repeated, "You will arrange it?" How? It can't be that I got excited and didn't want to cook anymore, right? "

Sister Yi did not wait for Fan Shuang to think any further and hurriedly replied, "No, it's already noon, and it's so hot. What's the point of buying a dish? Why don't we go to a cool place to rest first and then go to the mall to see if there's anything nice to look at before eating a meal in a clean place outside?"

Fan Shuang cried out in alarm in her heart, "Heavens, you have treated me like a woman. Shopping, shopping, eating, aren't these the three great magical equipment that modern women have?" Puzzled, he asked: "I'm a man, shopping? Shopping? Others will laugh at me when they see me? "

"You are a writer with high standards, how can you care so much about the opinions and opinions of others? No wonder you are living a tiring life, I don't want you to buy it, help me with my suggestions, don't tell me Uncle Fan isn't willing to give out such a small favor?"

Fan Shuang was truly unable to refute him and nodded in agreement. "Alright, alright, alright. Don't blame me for my bad taste in things at that time, it will anger you to death."

"No!" "Look at you, why are you thinking so much? It's not good to think about simple things. You look young and old, no wonder …"

"No wonder what? Don't you like it? I know, but... "Forget it, whatever you say is fine. It's rare that you have the time to rest for a day. It's not like I can ruin your mood. So, what do you want to do first?" Fan Shuang was not an unreasonable person. It was because he was worried too much that he had many contradictions and contradictions with her.

"About this, just listen to me." As she spoke, she stood by Fan Shuang's side, walking shoulder-to-shoulder with him.

Fan Shuang felt nervous and uncomfortable all over, not daring to glance at her. From time to time, she would sneak a peek, but fortunately there was an umbrella blocking them.

The two of them strolled through the more bustling streets of the town. As soon as they arrived at the street, Sister Yi exclaimed joyfully, "We're here. Let's go take a seat inside."

Since Fan Shuang was playing around with the princess, he should be treated as a good boy and did his duty. This was all to comfort him in his heart, so he did not dare to ask any further questions or say anything else.

He only saw the multicolored neon lights. Although the daylight was a bit dim, it was still obvious with a single glance. The sign said "Impression and Creativity". It turned out to be a barbershop.

A'Niu pushed open the shining door with big strides, closed the umbrella and put it in her satchel, then said to Fan Shuang, "Come in, you don't have to be afraid of hindering them from doing business. Since they've all come, just think of it as messing with my hair." "Uncle Fan."

Fan Shuang had an embarrassed look on her face as she addressed him as "Uncle Fan" in front of everyone. She did not feel embarrassed, but felt embarrassed. She could only reluctantly step forward, feeling wronged in her heart.