Chapter 193: Chapter 193: Cotton Candy
After dinner, Ai Jie pushed the cotton candy machine and left the house with her two children.
Originally, she planned to have Yi Heng join her since during the day, neither of their groups managed to earn any money.
Whether it was for renovating the restaurant or for the camera, Yi Heng should really seize the opportunity to show his capabilities.
But just thinking about Yi Heng’s nitpicking words, Ai Jie was too lazy to give him a chance.
Men who want attention but can’t swallow their pride are infuriating.
Ai Jie realized that ever since divorcing her ex-husband, she’s become impatient and testy with men. However, this isn’t necessarily a bad thing; at least she won’t make the same mistake again.
Tuanzi saw their backs receding and quickly greeted Gu Chi.
"Gu Chi brother, Miaomiao is going to help too, bye-bye."
Gu Chi chuckled, "Then I will go too."
"No need," with a quick glance, Tuanzi pointed to Gu Jiujiu not far away, "Jiujiu has something to say to you, you stay with him."
She dashed away, her cheerful voice trailing behind.
"Cotton candy, hehe, cotton candy, Miaomiao is here~"
Gu Chi: "..."
When Tuanzi chased after them, she noticed that Yi Kai seemed to have just finished a phone call and looked like a drenched puppy, appearing pitiful.
The young boy seemed sad and lost, but once in front of the cameras, he straightened his back and looked stern.
"Aunt Ai is selling cotton candy, let’s go help."
Tuanzi ran over and grabbed his hand, "Let’s go, let’s earn money!"
Yi Kai, confused, followed her.
Yi Heng searched around but couldn’t find his brother, so he asked the staff.
Staff: "He went to sell cotton candy."
The staff spoke with a smile, obviously liking the cute and fair-skinned Yi Kai.
Yet in Yi Heng’s eyes, he felt as if the staff were mocking him.
Even a five-year-old boy knew to sell cotton candy, while he was achieving nothing.
But if he really had to lower himself to sell things... Yi Heng suspected that the audience would all be laughing at him.
To avoid losing his audience, he gritted his teeth and headed to the night market.
In the villa.
Gu Jiujiu looked left and right, making sure Gu Ran wasn’t nearby, then moved his little legs closer to Gu Chi.
The young artist stood there waiting for him.
"Did you need something?"
The young boy took out ten yuan from his pocket, his face blushing.
"Gu Chi brother, can I ask you to draw a picture?"
Gu Chi smiled and looked at him.
Gu Jiujiu mustered the courage to continue, "A drawing of me and mom, a cute one."
Gu Chi understood: "You want to give it to Mrs. Gu?"
"Mm-hmm."
The young boy said shyly, "I have a drawing, but she doesn’t, so I want to give one to her."
After speaking, he felt a little nervous.
"Do you have to draw while looking at mom?"
Gu Chi understood his meaning.
"No need, let’s go to our room, I’ll draw for you."
He recalled Mr. Gu’s appearance, drawing a cute head with simple lines was quick.
Before long, a mother-and-son portrait was complete.
Gu Chi took it down and handed it to Gu Jiujiu.
The young boy took it and excitedly said, "Thanks, Gu Chi brother, you drew mom so beautifully."
Gu Chi: "?"
He drew a cute head with very simple lines, depicting the main features of the characters—a broad face and big eyes. It’s more cute than beautiful.
But seeing the sparkle in the young boy’s eyes, he smiled.
"Go, give it to her."
The young boy nodded and ran out, steps full of joy.
He would never have done this before.
[Woo woo woo, such a sweet Jiujiu, let sister give a hug]
[Didn’t expect Jiujiu still keeps mom in mind]
[Did you all notice, Gu Jiujiu seems a little more lively now]
[Before, he only interacted with his mom and peers, now he dares to talk with other adults]
[Watching his two episodes, you can see his growth and progress]
By past nine, the cotton candy selling group returned.
Gu Chi was tidying up the first-floor hall, heard the commotion, and looked up.
Tuanzi came in, drooping.
Yi Kai came in, downcast.
The twins came in, looking disappointed.
Various possibilities flashed through his mind.
"Miaomiao, what’s wrong?"
Gu Chi guessed, "No one bought cotton candy?"
Tuanzi walked over with her face down, gloomily pressing against him, muttering softly, "A lot of people bought it, but the cotton candy machine broke."
Gu Chi: "?"
Tuanzi glumly glanced at Yi Heng entering the room, snorting.
She managed to save some face for him, but once Yi Heng went upstairs, she pitifully said, "We sold fifty or sixty, even gave out paper cranes, more people were coming to buy. That older brother Yi Heng said he would try, then the machine broke."
Gu Chi: "..." No surprise there.
"And also, this machine was borrowed," the more Tuanzi thought about it, the more upset she got, "all the money we made from selling cotton candy was used for compensation!"
Gu Chi affectionately rubbed her cheeks.
"It’s okay, it’s okay, tomorrow we’ll perform again during the day, we’ll earn a lot of money."
Tuanzi almost cried out loud. "But, but Miaomiao only ate one cotton candy!"
Gu Chi paused.
He helplessly asked, "So you’re sad because you didn’t get to eat cotton candy?"
Tuanzi wailed a few times, but no tears came.
"Soft, sweet, cloud-like cotton candy, Miaomiao can’t eat it anymore!"
[Hahaha, why is it that everything with Miaomiao ends up being pitiful yet funny]
[I only feel bad, everything was selling well and Yi Heng just had to interfere, now it’s all ruined, and the money earned is gone too]
[But you can’t just say that, maybe when Yi Heng used the machine, it happened to malfunction]
[Besides, Ai Jie failed a few times at the start too]
[You were the ones mocking Yi Heng for not doing anything before, now he’s helping out you’re laughing at him]
[No one mocked him, just, Yi Heng doesn’t seem to have apologized, Ai Jie quietly compensated with money, Yi Heng didn’t say anything, he probably just felt embarrassed]
In the room.
Gu Chi squatted in front of the suitcase, "Miaomiao, which outfit do you want to wear tomorrow?"
"Any is fine."
Gu Chi hesitantly looked at the clothes in the suitcase.
Each outfit seemed perfect for his sister, but which one should she wear?
Tuanzi lay on the bed, feeling more gloomy, rolled over twice.
[Ancient Martial System: No need to be upset, maybe the machine was just about to break anyway]
"Humph!"
[Ancient Martial System: Think of it this way, after experiencing a mishap, maybe something good will happen soon]
[Miaomiao: Like what?]
[Ancient Martial System: Someone wants to sponsor]
Tuanzi propped her cheek with one hand and seriously contemplated.
Then the sound of a knock on the door was heard.
"Mr. Gu, Miaomiao, please come downstairs, the director has something to say."
Tuanzi’s eyes twinkled; could something good be happening?