Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

When Cai Guobang saw Su Chen for the first time, he didn't react.

He just blinked subconsciously.

And then...

"Where did you take my aunt?!"

He wanted to stand up and grab Su Chen's collar to ask.

Unfortunately, he squatted for too long and his legs were numb. As soon as he stood up, he fell flat on his face.

Ignoring the scratches on his face, Cai Guobang dragged his body to Su Chen and crawled twice, angrily saying: "Where did you take her? Where did you take her?"

Without waiting for Su Chen to answer, he lowered his head and cried.

"Does she not want me anymore?"

Su Chen didn't understand.

"She orders you around like this and beats you, don't you hate her?"

"What do you know?!" Cai Guobang raised his head again, propped up his upper body angrily, dragged his numb legs and sat up, "There are so many people on the street, why doesn't my aunt order others around, but orders me around?"

Su Chen: "... You are more obedient, easy to use, and have a little money."

"These... are just my advantages."

Cai Guobang snorted: "The main reason is that my aunt likes me."

Su Chen frowned and pondered for a long time, then nodded: "As long as you are happy."

He suspected that this man was a masochist.

Walking into the teahouse, Su Chen found that there was an extra shelf in the teahouse, which was full of cigarettes, alcohol and snacks.

Old Song, who got up early, was tasting tea and waved to Su Chen.

"Master Su, have tea, have tea, there are peanuts today!"

Su Chen went over and took a look.

"Xiao Liu'er didn't sleep much last night. I was afraid she would think too much, so I bought a bag of peanuts for her to peel. I fried them this morning. Let's try them and see if they are delicious."

Su Chen ate two and nodded.

He asked again: "Where's Xiao Liu'er?"

"She was tired all night and finally fell asleep."

Old Song sighed and poured a cup of tea for Su Chen.

Su Chen: "Very good."

After drinking the tea, he took the tables and chairs outside and put them up. Su Chen went back into the teahouse and drank tea and ate peanuts with Old Song. In the middle, Cai Guobang came in with a lot of resentment, sat diagonally opposite Su Chen, and glared at him with a pout.

Old Song comforted: "Xiao Cai, don't blame Taoist Su. He took her away now for her own good."

"Would you like to drink some too?"

"You've been waiting all night, your whole body is cold, right? Warm yourself up."

"Otherwise, when your aunt comes back, you'll be too weak and she'll kick you away."

Cai Guobang's eyes flickered, he snorted, and picked up the teacup.

After two pots of tea, Zhao Yukun came back with Song Shishi.

The latter squinted and didn't look at the road, and almost fell when she stepped over the threshold.

Old Song fed her a mouthful of hot tea, and Song Shishi whimpered and hugged his arm and acted like a spoiled child: "Grandpa, filming is simply not something a human can do. You don't even know, just going upstairs for one scene, how many times did I walk?"

"How many times?" Old Song stuffed a handful of peanuts into her mouth.

Song Shishi chewed with a crunching sound, aggrieved: "More than fifty times!"

"The damn second male lead insisted on raising his shoes, causing the director to feel that it was not right no matter how he shot it. Poor me, wow, grandpa, look at my legs, wearing high heels, they are almost ruined."

Old Song looked down at the flat shoes Song Shishi was wearing, and his eyes rolled: "Shishi, grandpa is also very pitiful, you don't know, Xiao Liu'er hasn't woken up yet, and grandpa is still hungry."

As he spoke, he rubbed his fingers, signaling Song Shishi to give him some money to spend.

His hand was ruthlessly slapped away by Song Shishi.

The latter scooped most of the fried peanuts into the hem of his sweater with a stern face.

"Damn old man, you think about extorting my money every day, and you don't know how to feel sorry for me. You don't deserve to eat peanuts, brother Kun, let's go, let's go find Xiao Liu'er to share these peanuts!"

Zhao Yukun saw her pull open the curtain and go into the backyard, and then handed the meat buns he bought to Old Song.

"Shishi asked me to buy it."

"Xiaokun, you've learned it too. You can lie without thinking."

"I think Shishi left this bun for me because she didn't want to eat it. Just spoil her."

Zhao Yukun laughed dryly and nodded at Su Chen, and followed him to the backyard.

Old Song sighed: "Silly girl is lucky."

Taking a bite of the meat bun, his face showed a struggle. After hesitating for a while, Old Song still put the bite of the meat bun on the kettle to heat it up.

Cai Guobang stood up: "I'm going to buy breakfast, do you want xiaolongbao?"

Old Song was surprised: "Yes, of course!"

Su Chen left the teahouse again before Cai Guobang came back.

Someone came to the stall.

A boy wrapped up like a ball, and his parents.

The three of them were a little sneaky. They found that they attracted a lot of attention when they stopped in front of the stall, so they subconsciously pulled up their collars and lowered their hats.

Seeing Su Chen come out, the woman's eyes lit up.

"Are you the young master?"

Su Chen's eyes moved between the two of them, and soon fell on the boy, then moved down to his abdomen.

The woman coughed lightly, leaned forward and pleaded with Su Chen in a low voice: "Master, I don't know what happened to my son, he suddenly... grew bigger, we went to many hospitals for examinations, but no problems were found, and it was useless to go to the temple to pray. The child was in great pain at night and could only bang his head against the wall, Master..."

Su Chen waved at her: "Don't worry, sit down first."

"Oh, okay."

The woman sat down and turned her head to look around uncomfortably.

She covered her face with her hands: "Master, are there so many people watching so early? Can, can I..."

Seeing this, the man quickly rewrapped his scarf, covering most of his face, leaving almost only a pair of eyes.

Su Chen: "Is your son's life more important, or your face?"

"That's right."

The two laughed twice.

The woman explained: "It just... doesn't look good, and..."

She looked around carefully again: "Master, can you please stop letting the child take off his clothes?"

Far away.

Huang Nansong hid behind a pillar and silently took out his telescope.

Lao Ji came over: "!!!"

"When did you buy it?"

Huang Nansong chuckled: "I didn't buy it, I went to my son's room to find it."

He squinted for a while and said, "It seems like something happened to that child. He was wrapped so tightly. It couldn't be..."

Lao Ji: "Pregnant?"

Huang Nansong turned his head and said, "Do you think you are stupid if you don't go to the hospital to see Director Su when you are pregnant?"

Lao Ji disagreed: "What if I'm pregnant with someone other than a human being?"

Huang Nansong was shocked and pointed at Lao Ji for a long time.

"I didn't expect that, Lao Ji, you..."

"It's quite imaginative. Tell me, is it possible that you are pregnant with...a telescope?"

Lao Ji gave a thumbs up: "Lao Huang, you are not bad."

While the two were playing each other, Ge Pingan walked toward the teahouse humming a ditty with his hands behind his back.

When he arrived at the door of the teahouse, he saw the woman and the man standing up together, staring at him warily.

Ge Ping'an: "???"

"Is there rice grains on my face?"

He touched his cheek: "No!"

Then he glanced at the boy and said, "Hey, you kids are a little fat, you have to eat less!"

Without waiting for the woman or man to respond, he entered the teahouse with his hands behind his back.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief again.

Su Chen held his forehead.

"You two, don't be too serious about your feelings."

"It's not your fault or the child's fault. There's no need for this."

When the young man heard this, his somewhat lifeless eyes finally changed.

The woman was helpless: "Master, you don't know, my son..."

Su Chen looked calm.

"I've seen it all."

"Isn't it just that the thing suddenly became bigger and thicker, so it can only be worn around the waist."