Jiang Mo looked at Wen Yan, "Wife, what do you think?"
"I think we should send them to the police station and educate them properly, so they don't do it again in the future," Wen Yan said without hesitation.
"No, sister-in-law, we've really changed, and we'll never hit on other young ladies again. Please forgive us this time."
Wen Yan snorted lightly, not taking these people seriously at all.
A Fei went to ask the baby in Jiang Mo's arms, "Little cutie, can you please say a few good words for us uncles?"
Little Tangtang was so scared that she clung to her father, "Daddy, scared."
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"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Daddy's here. Daddy bought you milk, have a sip first."
The little one hugged the milk bottle and drank, her little cheeks bulging, extremely cute.
A Fei grinned foolishly, "Hehe, so cute."
He wanted to hold her just now. He would be satisfied if he could have such a cute daughter someday.
The little dumpling hid in her father's arms again, not letting this uncle look at her. This uncle is the worst •́‸ก.
"Baby, what's wrong?" Jiang Mo rubbed his daughter's head and asked softly.
The little dumpling pointed at the three uncles next to her, sniffled, and said angrily, "Daddy, they... bullied Mommy and Tangtang."
"We didn't! We just wanted to have dinner with you, really..."
Jiang Mo said coldly, "You can leave. For my uncle's sake, I won't argue with you this time. Don't let me see you bullying other women next time."
"Thank you, big brother! Big brother, we'll leave first. Big brother and sister-in-law, enjoy your meal and have a happy marriage!"
A Fei and the others ran away without looking back, faster than rabbits.
Wen Yan asked, "Mo Mo, are you just letting them go like that?"
"Don't worry, my uncle definitely won't let them go," Jiang Mo chuckled.
Sure enough, after a while, A Fei and the others were called to headquarters and given a severe scolding!
A Fei and the others came out with bruised noses and swollen faces, and asked unwillingly, "Boss, isn't our Third Master's eldest nephew the young master of the Fu family? I've met that person before. How could it be the person from tonight?"
"This Jiang Mo is Third Master's favorite. In the future, when you see him, stay out of his way. Even Young Master Fu can't compare to him. What makes you think you can compare?" Fatty patted A Fei's head.
"Yes, Boss, I will definitely stay out of his way next time."
They just ran into Third Master's favorite as soon as they went out. They were too unlucky!
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Jiang Mo asked, "We're going home now. Is Tangtang full?"
"Full, full."
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The little dumpling's tummy was round and bulging, stretching her dress.
Jiang Mo touched the baby's tummy, "Tangtang is so full that her dress is stretched."
The little dumpling quickly sucked in her tummy.
"No tummy."
Jiang Mo laughed, "Daddy saw it just now. Even if you suck in your tummy, Daddy knows."
Tangtang stuck out her little tongue, "Daddy, Tangtang not fat."
"Daddy didn't say you were fat. Fatter babies are better-looking and healthier."
The little dumpling hugged her father's neck and whispered in his ear, "Fat, Daddy can't carry Tangtang."
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Jiang Mo said, "How could that be? Daddy can carry you and Mommy. Even if you eat more and get fatter, Daddy can still carry you."
Wen Yan snorted lightly, "Jiang Mo, stop bragging."
"I'm not bragging. I really can carry you. Wife, want to try now?"
"No, there are so many people here."
After Wen Yan finished speaking, she left. Jiang Mo immediately carried the baby and followed.
"Wife, wait for me. There are so many people here, don't walk so fast."
Wen Yan stopped, "You're too slow."
"Wife, I'm still carrying the baby, please wait for me."
Wen Yan unconsciously slowed down, and the family of three walked through the crowd.
Little Tangtang didn't know what she saw, and she howled excitedly, hugging her father's neck.
"Daddy, Tangtang wants a sugar figurine! Sugar figurine!"
"Okay, okay, I'll buy you a sugar figurine."
She was about to jump out of his arms in a while. This little one gets excited when she sees something sweet.
Wen Yan said helplessly, "She can't walk when she sees something sweet."
"Daddy, Tangtang likes sugar figurines." The little dumpling pointed at the sugar figurines not far away, extremely excited.
"Okay, let's go buy some."
Jiang Mo carried his daughter over.
The sugar figurine seller was a kind old man with a steady hand. In an instant, a beautiful little bird appeared before their eyes.
There were all kinds of sugar figurines around, as well as three-dimensional things like buildings, also made of sugar.
Jiang Mo exclaimed, "Old man, your craftsmanship is really good!"
The old man put down the spoon in his hand and raised his head, "These are all things left by our ancestors, but not many people like them now. Do you like them very much?"
"I do. These belong to traditional crafts and rely on skill. Your craftsmanship is really good."
The old grandpa smiled, "What's the use of good craftsmanship? This is already something that's being eliminated. Look, no one comes to buy from me."
Jiang Mo looked around. Indeed, no one came to buy. There were many people at the barbecue stall next to him.
It seems that fewer and fewer people like this kind of traditional handicraft.
"Tangtang, which one do you want? You can buy a few more."
"Daddy, Tangtang wants little fish, little rabbit, little tiger, little flower..."
Tangtang baby wanted many, many of them because these patterns were very beautiful and she liked them very much.
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"Okay, then we'll buy a few more."
Jiang Mo bought more than a dozen sugar figurines for the baby and handed a little tiger to Wen Yan, "Wife, you also try it and see how it tastes."
Wen Yan murmured, "Mo Mo, why did you give me a sugar figurine tiger? Are you trying to say I'm a tigress?"
"Of course not. I just thought this little tiger was good-looking. Then I'll give you a little rabbit, a cute little rabbit."
Jiang Mo replaced the little tiger with a little rabbit. His wife was kind-hearted and simply a fairy. How could she be a tigress!
This time Wen Yan accepted, "This one is good-looking."
It cost less than 100 yuan to pay. A sugar figurine only cost 5 yuan, and the workmanship was extremely complicated.
Jiang Mo asked, "Grandpa, are you making a profit selling sugar figurines so cheaply?"
The old man sighed, "It's enough to make a profit. My family has been doing this for generations. My son is doing business now and doesn't learn my handicraft. It's about to be lost."
"Old grandpa, do you mind if I take a picture of you and promote traditional handicrafts? Maybe someone will come."
The old grandpa agreed with relief, "Of course, I'm just afraid that my craft will be lost."
Jiang Mo immediately picked up his phone, took a few photos, and posted them on his account.
#【Traditional handicraft, beautiful and delicious, check in today.】
——【This is a sugar figurine? Where is it? I want to check in too.】
——【Isn't there a location below? It seems to be on Yunhua Street.】
——【I... I I I've seen it. It's over there on the snack street. This old grandpa has been setting up a stall there every day to sell sugar figurines, but not many people buy them. I didn't go to see, I didn't expect my brother to like it.】
——【Must go, I want to buy the same style, my brother seems to be holding a little tiger.】
Jiang Mo looked at the comments below and felt a little flustered. The army will come in a while, so he immediately put down his phone and picked up his daughter.
"Old grandpa, there should be people coming in a while. Please prepare more. We'll leave first."
