She tried to argue with her mother: “Look at everyone around us, none of them are wearing sun protection shirts. Chongchong isn’t wearing any, and Chongchong’s dad isn’t wearing any. Even Aunt Yan is just using an umbrella. Mom, you made me wear so many clothes, but I’m not much whiter than Aunt Yan!”
“Besides, what’s the use of being so white? I feel like I’m about to get heatstroke just talking.”
“…” Actually, it wasn’t that exaggerated.
Xie Qingyu knew her daughter’s personality and felt that there must have been an exaggeration in her words.
She said, “If you’re worried about heatstroke, we can find a shady spot to stay.”
Zhuzhu emphasized, “Mom, what I mean is I don’t want to wear a sun protection shirt. I don’t want to find a shady place; I still want to go shopping too.”
Xie Qingyu really couldn’t do anything about her.
“If your skin hurts from the sun at night, don’t come bothering me.”
Zhuzhu pouted, “Nobody else is wearing them either.”
It wasn’t that nobody else was wearing any.
Some passersby wore even more sunscreen than they did, some even covering their faces completely.
But Little Zhuzhu just wanted to be relaxed and carefree, so she automatically ignored those fully armed people.
Yan Zhen simply didn’t want to wear anything. The temperature at the beach was even higher than at home. After a day of shopping, she didn’t know how much darker she would be when she got back.
Chongchong’s skin is inherited from Xu Yi; as long as he doesn’t stay in the sun every day, he won’t get tanned so easily.
She couldn’t help but be envious.
Yan Zhen tried to persuade Zhuzhu on Xie Qingyu’s behalf: “Zhuzhu, the temperature at the beach is higher than at home. You won’t be able to stand it after walking all day. Listen to your mother and wear your sun protection shirt.”
But Zhuzhu wouldn’t listen at all.
After pausing for a while, she took off her sun-protective shirt and tossed it to her mother, saying happily, “Mom, I feel so cool like this now.”
She opened her arms, chirping like a happy little bird.
Xie Qingyu: “…”
She took the sun-protective shirt that the child had thrown at her and suddenly fell silent for two seconds.
She thought… It wouldn’t be a bad idea to bring Duan Zihui, for example, in a situation like this; she could just hand this troublemaker over to him to handle.
Yan Zhen didn’t expect Zhuzhu to be so decisive and efficient.
Her eyes also held a hint of helplessness.
Xie Qingyu shook her head as she looked at her daughter’s cheerful expression, at a loss for what to do: “Forget it, I’m too lazy to pay attention to her. Anyway, when she complains of feeling unwell at night, I definitely won’t bother with her.”
Pretending not to hear her mother’s words, Zhuzhu saw a stall with many exquisite ornaments set up by the roadside and quickly ran over to take a look.
Then she pulled Chongchong over to discuss which ones looked good.
Chongchong didn’t like these things, but he still cooperated and gave his suggestions.
In no time, Zhuzhu had bought a bunch of cheap, but shiny-looking things.
As the little girl took them, she said, “These are gifts for my grandpa and grandma. I think they’ll really like them.”
They were all things worth ten or twenty yuan.
Besides looking shiny, they were useless and didn’t look particularly pretty.
They’d be a fool to like it.
But kids love shiny things.
So Xie Qingyu exchanged a helpless glance with Yan Zhen and then let them go.
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