Chapter 1881 - 1861:

Chapter 1881: Chapter 1861:

Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu couldn’t bear to look directly.

If you know, you can understand it as shyness, if you don’t know... are you doing aggressive marketing, sir?

"What’s good about it?" Lin Jiayou looked at the fabric and naturally said, "This color looks good on Tantan. Even Shiqi doesn’t wear such bright colors anymore."

Looking at the peach-pink color, Luo Qianqian kept nodding, she wouldn’t wear this color anymore.

He Wenyu was speechless and gave Luo Qianqian a push.

Luo Qianqian reacted and immediately changed her tone, putting her hands on her hips, "Brother Jiayou, what do you mean? Why can’t I wear it anymore? Do you think I’m old or something?"

Lin Jiayou: "???" What did he say?

"You like it? Then you wear it." Lin Jiayou immediately picked up the fabric and stuffed it into Luo Qianqian’s hands, "Who dares say anything, you look good in whatever you wear." Looking at his son reaching out to Luo Qianqian, Lin Jiayou felt jealous! He was envious!!!

Why do both his own son and this kid from who-knows-where like Qian Xi? Is it because of the natural maternal aura of girls? Or is it because Luo Qianqian is particularly liked by kids?

Thinking about it, isn’t it the same with An Hao? He, as the big brother, has no presence in front of An Hao at all...

Maybe it’s because rarity increases value? Since there are two brothers, An Hao prefers her sister?

But for this kind of thing, without asking An Hao, who knows the real answer, right?

Luo Qianqian was speechless for a moment holding the fabric, awkwardly not knowing what to say.

"Pfft..." Qin Nuan covered her mouth, her face full of awkwardness. She really didn’t mean it, but couldn’t hold back. Can’t this person be less straightforward? Looking at Luo Qianqian’s awkward face, well, even if she had to eat plain porridge and pickles tonight, it would still be enjoyable.

He Wenyu was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry, laughing wasn’t appropriate, but not laughing... was hard to hold back.

All he could do was turn his back, shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter.

Luo Qianqian also felt speechless, not just with these two, but even she wanted to laugh, okay? If... she wasn’t the main character.

Lin Jiayou, this person, is really adorably straightforward. Even being a father now, he still has such a "survival instinct"!

She threw down the fabric and panted, "I don’t want it! Who wants a color you’ve publicly dissed? Do you think I have no principles?"

Lin Jiayou: "..." Did he say anything? Wasn’t it all Luo Qianqian who said it?

Even what was clearly a compliment could provoke dissatisfaction, it’s hard to imagine if he said something bad, what kind of consequences it would cause.

But hugging his own son, Lin Jiayou definitely wouldn’t jump into the fire pit himself.

Luo Yanhai was also speechless, this person simply couldn’t grasp the point, this... even if Luo Qianqian wasn’t angry, even their dad would be angry, okay? It seems that little fairies like girls always care about others mentioning their age.

Even if their grandma heard someone say she looked younger, she’d be delighted for several days, wouldn’t she?

Luo Qianqian silently looked at Luo Yanhai, her face full of displeasure.

Luo Yanhai had no choice, directly taking out a piece of light yellow fabric with a white floral pattern, trying hard to appear natural, said, "Cong Ying, you should look better wearing this, right?"

He Wenyu tilted his head at the words to take a look, instantly feeling helpless, this color was clearly meant for Luo Qianqian, okay?

Isn’t this provoking a fight? Aren’t you afraid Luo Qianqian will immediately explode?

Luo Qianqian turned her head to look and her eyes went wide.

You should know this type of patterned fabric was exclusively for her, He Wenyu, and Qin Nuan, and she generally liked this color, so Luo Shufan would occasionally have similar but not identical colors sent over.

Cong Ying paused in confusion, this fabric was obviously different from the others, right? Although it looked nice, it definitely shouldn’t be given to her...

This wasn’t material for making dresses, it’s for making the outer garment.

"... Isn’t this Shiqi’s fabric?" Lin Jiayou recognized it at a glance, after all, Luo Qianqian was the only one who ever used this fabric pattern here at Forget Worries Tea House.

After all, Qin Nuan’s was the official palace color red, He Wenyu’s was light blue, and people generally wouldn’t mistake them.

And usually unless taken directly as a piece or paired inside with a white garment, the pattern isn’t noticeable, so generally, no one pays much attention to it.

Luo Yanhai paused and instinctively looked at Luo Qianqian, only to see the anger on her face...

"Big brother, can you be more mindful? Their three sets of fabric each has a specific place, right?" After all, although it may look like a full piece, it can only make two items; it’s lightweight, with the heaviest parts being the silk inside to prevent snags and the protective outer layer.

Luo Yanhai looked completely innocent, immediately picking up the fabric, "I just took it at random..." The fabric matters were usually managed by Qin Nuan, he had no idea...

"Alright, keep recommending then." Qin Nuan casually took the fabric, looking helpless, "I haven’t organized it yet, that’s my bad, I meant to tidy it today." Qin Nuan had a serious look as if she really intended to organize it today.

Luo Qianqian resignedly didn’t mind much, after all... they’re just fabric, and if Qin Nuan becomes her sister-in-law, she’d have the same privileges anyway.

"Then this one, look how pretty the color is, red, it makes the skin look fairer." Luo Yanhai immediately picked up a fabric that looked ordinary, he said.

He Wenyu looked at the fabric, momentarily speechless, tugging on Luo Qianqian’s arm, "How did he manage to do that? Bringing out this piece?"

This red silk was meant for making clothes for Lin Nianan, after all, wasn’t he in the cave at that time? They planned and prepared sets to make from the moment they found out until he came out, one for each year as a new year’s outfit.

But later, when he came out, it was all called off.

Though compared to the fabric of special significance, this seemed quite festive.

"This color, are you suggesting someone sew a wedding dress?" He Wenyu composed himself, still trying to ease the situation.

Otherwise, this could drag on endlessly! The two of them were a bit awkward in their acting...

If it continues, "the audience" might soon see the clues.

Luo Qianqian also got a nudge from He Wenyu, hurriedly joined in the fun, "Whoa, what’s this implying?" Blinking with excitement and anticipation, it was impossible to tell she was the one sulking earlier.

Cong Ying shyly lowered her head, not speaking and, as Qin Nuan instructed, didn’t glance at Lin Jiayou, just like that, the courtyard was at a standstill...