Rebirth of the Dumb Husband and Wife *COMPLETED*

Chapter 20

Song Jinshu happily took the doughnut from Yan Cheng's hand, held it in his hand, looked left and right, and couldn't put it down, even his eyes laughed so that the distant light was reflected in his pupils.

Yan Cheng paid the money to the old lady at the wonton stand and dragged Song Jinshu to the deeper part of the market.

Tao Xueye said that there will be fireworks by the moat tonight, and Yan Cheng wanted to take Song Jinshu to see them.

Song Jinshu didn't care about the surrounding scenes at all, his eyes were shocked to find the place full of people. Yan Cheng had no choice but to protect him in his arms to prevent people coming and going from bumping into him.

Passing by a small stall selling masks, Song Jinshu stopped in his tracks, looking curiously at those masks.

"Want to buy one?"

Song Jinshu looked at the face man holding him in his hand with some embarrassment, he had already asked Yan Cheng to buy something for him, but would it be a bit overkill?

Shaking his head against his will, just as he was about to pull Yan Cheng away from the stall, the stall owner saw his intentions and took a fox mask from the shelf, and handed it to him.

"Young master, do you like this mask?"

The beloved fox mask was dangling in front of his eyes. Song Jinshu stared straight at him. Seeing that Yan Cheng was starting to take out his money bag, he hurriedly grabbed Yan Cheng's hand, and in a hurry, a few words came out of his mouth.

"No...don't buy it!"

Hearing Song Jinshu speak, Yan Cheng dared to go against his will again, the smile on his face instantly rose, and he hugged Song Jinshu into his arms, waved his hand, and said sorry to the stall owner.

The stall owner was not angry either. He shook his hand and hung the fox's mask back to its original position, watching the two walk away holding hands.

"Good Jin Shu, tell me something else."

Song Jinshu raised his head to meet Yan Cheng's expectant eyes, and opened his mouth but still couldn't make a sound, his eyes were full of confusion.

Yan Cheng also knew that he couldn't be forced, and if he could hear a sentence occasionally, it meant that Song Jinshu had no resistance to speaking, and he would definitely be able to cure it in the future.

Thinking of this, his mood cleared up a lot, and he stopped dragging Song Jinshu to speak to him and dragged him to the river.

Although Yan Cheng put it down, Song Jinshu still remembered it.

Yan Cheng wanted to listen to him last time, but he was so nervous and anxious that he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth. It was the same today, with Yan Cheng staring at him, he couldn't speak a single word.

Song Jinshu blamed himself for not being able to satisfy such a small wish as Yan Cheng.

People kept coming in front of him. In order to prevent himself from getting separated from Song Jinshu, Yan Cheng simply put his arms around him and tightly protected Song Jinshu with both hands.

"Second...Second Master."

Song Jinshu's voice, as thin as a mosquito, rang in his ears, and if he didn't listen carefully, it would be easily covered by the noisy noise around him.

Yan Cheng was stunned for a moment, ecstatically, he pulled Song Jinshu and stood still in the crowd.

"What did you call just now? I didn't hear you. Tell me again."

The people around cast strange glances, Song Jinshu was uncomfortable being looked at, and his ears were red through the snow with his head lowered.

Not far away, fireworks were blooming, and the bright fireworks lit up half of the sky, and also illuminated the cinnabar mole between Song Jinshu's eyebrows.

Song Jinshu was attracted by the fireworks, and pulled Yancheng's sleeve, signaling him not to stand in the middle of the road.

Yan Cheng made a mistake by snatching the doughnut from Song Jinshu's hand and holding it over his head so that Song Jinshu couldn't get it quickly.

"Call me one more time, just one more time, and I'll return the doughnut to you and take you to watch the fireworks and lanterns."

Song Jinshu glared at Yan Cheng coquettishly, looking at the mask he couldn't reach, the man was about to cry, and finally looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"Call me, Second, Second Lord."