Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 52 - 51 Dont you want to hold hands with Mianmian

Chapter 52: Chapter 51: Don’t you want to hold hands with Mianmian?

Chapter 52 -51: Don’t you want to hold hands with Mianmian?

Mianmian was slightly confused, but she quickly stopped caring about it because the adults had already decided to go fishing by the water later.

Having heard the adults’ decision, Mianmian walked over to Chu Ye and asked in a tiny voice, “Big brother, are you going fishing too?”

Chu Ye looked down at the little bun in front of him, noticing the worry in Little Bun’s eyes, and his pupils trembled slightly.

Was it that obvious?

“I’ll stay a bit farther away,” he whispered back to Mianmian.

Mianmian waved her little hand, “Big brother, get a little shorter.”

Chu Ye bent down, bringing his ear close to Little Bun’s, and heard Little Bun’s milky voice say, “It’s okay, you can come with Mianmian, holding Mianmian’s hand, you won’t have any problems.”

As Little Bun spoke, she reached out her hand towards Chu Ye.

Chu Ye’s expression was somewhat complicated, and it took him a while to grasp her hand. Little Bun’s hand was chubby and soft in his palm. Coming to this show was originally to find a special opportunity. But now that opportunity was Mianmian, yet he felt unhappy about it.

Other kids are all healthy, like Gu Youyou, who can make friends with Mianmian normally, but it’s only him that needs Mianmian’s help.

Why?

Chu Ye was very sad.

Seeing that Chu Ye was unhappy, Mianmian furrowed her little brows, “Big brother, don’t you want to hold hands with Mianmian?”

Chu Ye hurriedly answered, “No, it’s not that.”

Mianmian: “Then why are you unhappy?”

Chu Ye hesitated over how to answer when Gu Youyou’s voice rang out next to them, “Mianmian, I want to hold your hand too!”

Gu Youyou’s little face beamed at Mianmian like a flower, but instantly pouted unhappily when she turned to look at Chu Ye.

However, Mianmian didn’t see it because Gu Youyou was facing away from her when she looked at Chu Ye.

“Youyou, here, hold this.”

All three were holding hands, Mianmian with Chu Ye on the right and Gu Youyou on the left, when Wang Ze approached, scuffing his feet shyly, “Mianmian, can, can I hold your hand too?”

When he wasn’t crying or throwing a tantrum, Wang Ze was actually a very delicately cute little boy.

His eyes were pleading as he looked at Mianmian, stretching out his hand.

“Ah!” Mianmian saw the extended hand and was momentarily stunned, “But Mianmian doesn’t have any hands left.”

She only had two hands, and couldn’t hold any more.

[I’m dying of laughter, hahaha, what a massive battlefield this is.]

[Our Little Auntie must be thinking she has too few hands, Secretary Zhang, get another one for Little Auntie right now!]

[Hahaha, one hand might still not be enough, look, Li Yang is coming over there.]

The fish pond was leased by Li Gao, who had just been asked by Su Chenfei if they could fish in the pond. Li Gao agreed but said he wanted to join in the fishing, as he wanted his son to play with Mianmian.

Li Gao had also prepared a lot of small fishing rods for children and brought them over.

Li Yang trotted up to Mianmian, glanced at Chu Ye, then at Gu Youyou.

“Want, to hold hands.”

Mianmian blinked her eyes, “Mianmian doesn’t have hands to hold anymore, why don’t you two hold hands instead?”

Li Yang looked at Wang Ze, his brows furrowed in refusal.

He was still not very talkative, and after thinking for a moment, he grabbed onto the hem of Mianmian’s clothes.

Seeing this, Wang Ze also ran behind Mianmian and grabbed a corner of her shirt.

Filled with big question marks, Mianmian turned her head to look at the two little friends behind her and asked in a bewildered voice, “What are you doing?”

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Li Yang: “Holding onto Mianmian.”

Wang Ze also said, “I’m holding onto Mianmian too.”

Seeing three rascals insistent on crowding around his Little Auntie, Su Chenfei rolled up his sleeves ready to chase them away when suddenly he heard Chu Qi’s voice, “Mr. Su, which fishing rod would you like to choose?”

Li Gao had already prepared some simple fishing rods aside, including the earthworms and bait needed for fishing.

The fishing rods were indeed simple, obviously handmade, each a bamboo rod with a float, and the line tied to a hook.

Upon looking, Su Chenfei was puzzled, “All of these fishing rods look the same, what’s there to choose from?”

Chu Qi, expressionless, replied, “Fishing, you see, is all about the feel, you’ve got to develop a rapport with the rod first; that’s from my fishing experience.”

Chu Qi, who was usually quiet, had just spoken the longest sentence anyone had heard from him, causing Liu Hui to snicker on the side.

Develop a rapport with a fishing rod? That’s simply not a thing.

Chu Qi was probably just trying to prevent Su Chenfei from disturbing Chu Ye and Mianmian playing together, right? People say women like to play mind games, but that’s such a bias; men are just as crafty when they choose to be.

“Really?” Xu Weiwei, however, believed Chu Qi.

When they went up the mountain, she couldn’t recognize any of the wild grasses or mushrooms; if Mianmian hadn’t found so much Portulaca, she and Wang Ze might have gone hungry.

Now that Mianmian was willing to get along with her son, and thanks to Mianmian, her son was eating wild veggies he’d refused before, she, as a mother, couldn’t lag behind her son.

Xu Weiwei decided to feel every rod, touching them one by one, to find the one that suited her best.

Seeing Xu Weiwei taking her choice seriously, Liu Hui also squatted down: “Have you ever fished before?”

Xu Weiwei, excited by Liu Hui’s engagement, replied, “No, this is my first time.”

Liu Hui smiled, “I haven’t fished either, but for the sake of the kids and our meals, I still gotta try my best to learn, don’t you think?”

Xu Weiwei was stunned.

Liu Hui was a veteran in their circle, but Xu Weiwei, having started her career later, didn’t have many notable works and naturally hadn’t had the chance to work with Liu Hui.

However, Xu Weiwei had heard about the excellent reputation of Liu Hui in the industry, and now she was experiencing firsthand why that was the case.

Liu Hui’s words were clearly a deliberate nudge for her.

“Yeah, I’ll try hard to learn,” affirmed Xu Weiwei, gripping the fishing rod in her hand and glancing at her son holding onto Mianmian’s hem not far away.

Her son was smiling, a smile brighter than any she had seen before, so different from the child who used to throw a tantrum at every little thing.

The joys of a child truly were unfathomable.

Li Yang and Wang Ze, holding onto Mianmian’s hem, seemed to be playing a game like ‘eagle catches chicks’. They looked at each other while holding on and burst into laughter, as if they found it very amusing.

Mianmian was a bit troubled at first, but seeing Li Yang and Wang Ze so happy, she let it go.

She sighed, adopting an affectionate grandmotherly tone, “Ah, let it be, Mianmian is the little auntie, can’t be squabbling with the kids over this.”

The adults, holding fishing rods, followed Li Gao toward the pond. Five little buns, keeping to an odd formation, followed behind the adults, becoming a particularly striking sight in the village.

The village elders chuckled in amusement, teasing Mianmian, “You’re Mianmian, aren’t you? Oh my, why are you being pulled by so many children, are you happy?”

Mianmian raised her little face and smiled, “Happy, hehe.”

The group arrived at the pond, and the adults distributed fishing rods to the children.

Su Chenfei handed a rod to Mianmian, “Little auntie, we’ve reached our spot, isn’t it time to fish seriously now?”

Gu Youyou had already let go of Mianmian’s hand, but she was still holding onto Chu Ye’s.

Little Bun took the rod with one hand, “Yes, it’s time for Mianmian to fish seriously.”

Su Chenfei glared at Chu Ye and continued to remind him, “Shouldn’t you let go of her then? Right, Chu Ye, you’re going to fish, too, aren’t you?”

Su Chenfei’s gaze was sharp as a blade.

Chu Ye seemed frightened, his eyes downcast, but his grip on Mianmian’s hand grew tighter.

Su Chenfei was infuriated by this scene.

That Chu Ye, looking cold and silent, must have a rebellious streak, eh?

Angry as he was, Su Chenfei couldn’t make it too obvious in front of the little auntie, so he forced a grin through gritted teeth, “Chu Ye, aren’t you going to fish near your dad? Let go of my little auntie.”

Hearing her seventh grandchild hurrying someone along, Mianmian spoke in her sweet child’s voice, “No, no, Chu Ye can’t let go of Mianmian’s hand. Seventh grandchild, you be good and don’t cause trouble, okay?”

Su Chenfei was extremely frustrated—since when were they not allowed to let go of hands?

But the little auntie had spoken, and he couldn’t say much else. He just placed a stool next to Mianmian and, while baiting a hook, turned to watch her.