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"If I had known I was coming here, wouldn't you have reminded me to change into casual clothes?" Zhan Yan glared at Wen Rao dissatisfied.

Wen Rao didn't expect that not reminding him to change clothes could make him angry.

"Mr. Zhan, do you have any misunderstandings about yourself? With your cold face, even if you change into casual clothes, will your aura change?"

Wen Rao felt that what he said was true.

Zhan Yan raised his hand and touched his face.

Where is his face as cold as frost?

"Then why come here? Isn't the supermarket more convenient? There are enough parking spaces and no one is parking randomly."

Zhan Yan pointed at the messy parking lot.

Wen Rao saw that he really didn't understand, so she patiently educated him.

"Zhan Yan, in fact, many vegetables in the supermarket are wholesaled from here. It is wholesaled in the morning and retailed from noon to two in the afternoon. There are also stationery and daily necessities, all very cheap and affordable.

If you just want to buy fresh food, the small supermarket downstairs will do, but if you want to buy a lot, it’s still more cost-effective here. "

After Wen Rao finished explaining, she asked Zhan Yan to push Xiaoer's wheelchair. She took out the list she had written in advance and made purchases according to it.

Wen Rao pulled a folding trolley and walked in front. Zhan Yan glanced at the list. There were more than 20 kinds of items written on it. Except for food, the items were all related to Wen Xiaoer.

None of it was her own.

Wen Xiaoer likes to draw, so Wen Rao wholesaled twenty sketchbooks for him and put them in the car.

"I'm going to buy some seafood over there. The ground is too dirty. Don't go in. Just wait for me here."

Wen Rao pointed to the area selling seafood in front and could smell the fishy smell even before he got closer.

Zhan Yan didn't like the taste, so he pushed Wen Xiaoer away.

When Wen Rao disappeared from sight, Zhan Yan took a few steps away and dialed Zhuang Tao's number.

"Zhuang Tao, check the recent activities of Aunt Wenrao and grandma. If they are doing little things behind the scenes, they are trying to stir up trouble."

"Okay, I'll check it out now."

Although Zhuang Tao was surprised that Zhan Yan would take the initiative to help Wen Rao solve his worries, Mr. Zhan has always disliked troublesome people. He probably didn't want to be harassed by Wen Rao's weird relatives this month.

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Yan turned around and saw a seven or eight-year-old boy holding a water gun and pouring water on Wen Xiaoer.

While sobbing, he shouted with a smile, "Stand up and chase me! Why don't you stand up! I will destroy you on behalf of Aotuman!"

Wen Xiaoer's wheelchair was stuck, and he couldn't move at this time. He could only raise his hands to cover his face to avoid it.

When Zhan Yan saw it, his expression changed instantly, he walked over in a few steps, swiped the Aubaman water gun out of the child's hand, and threw it into the ditch beside him.

pat!

The water gun fell into a drainage ditch filled with fishy seafood stinking water.

After that naughty kid said something, he burst into loud cries.

"You pay for me, Aotuman! I'm going to kill you!"

The naughty kid is so young, but the words he speaks can make people stunned.

At this time, the parents of the naughty child also ran over.

Only then did Zhan Yan realize that the couple shopping for groceries were the parents of the naughty child.

But they didn't care when the naughty child bullied Wen Xiaoer, and rushed over as soon as their own child cried.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you bullying a child when you're such a grown-up person?"

"Yes, my son is so cute and well-behaved! Are you a psychopath? You specialize in bullying children! Do you have any special quirks?"

Parents of naughty children have an outstanding ability to bite back.

He is worthy of being a bear parent who can raise naughty children.