The sun rose early that morning.

Chu Fang was asleep when Zhong Tingyue woke him up.

"Mr. Chu is up."

"I don't go to school or work, so I'm not getting up!" Chu Fang said with his eyes closed.

"You forgot, I had something to do today."

He sighed.

Today, the kindergarten organized a parent-child activity, but Zhong Tingyue couldn't go because of work, so he had to go instead.

He opened his eyes and sat up straight. The blanket covering him slipped off, revealing his cleavage.

Zhong Tingyue looked at her husband's naked body. Although he was nearly thirty years old and had two children, thanks to Chu Fang's farming, he had maintained a very good figure and showed almost no signs of entering middle age.

Young girls often approach him.

Zhong Tingyue smiled brightly: "Mr. Chu is always fully erect every morning."

"What are you saying?" Chu Fang rolled his eyes. "I call this being positive and motivated."

"Unfortunately... ...it's ultimately a 'useless stick'."

Chu Fang tilted his head: "What do you mean?"

"It's boring."

What do you mean by "it's meaningless"?

"You know what I mean."

Chu Fang could not tolerate such insults from Zhong Tingyue, especially not in the morning.

He drew the curtains, intending to teach the other person a lesson.

I woke up again at 8:30.

Chu Fang and his companion left the bedroom and went downstairs, where the two children were eating breakfast.

"Dad, hurry up and eat, we're going to be late!" Chu Jin shouted when she saw them.

Chu Jin was very enthusiastic about participating in such an event. She almost couldn't sleep last night and woke up early this morning, putting on her favorite clothes.

"Your kindergarten activities start at 9:30, no rush," Chu Fang said, eating slowly.

"Chu Zhiye, hurry up."

Chu Zhi also adopted the same attitude, chewing slowly and carefully.

Chu Jin watched the father and son move about unhurriedly, while she paced back and forth anxiously.

She was extremely worried.

After breakfast, Zhong Tingyue picked up her bag and went to work. Chu Fang quickly washed up and then drove the two children to the event.

The roads in Shanghai are congested; I got stuck in traffic as soon as I stepped out the door.

Looking at the long line of cars outside, Chu Jin muttered, "I told you to hurry up and leave, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what's happened, we're going to be late."

Chu Fang: "It's not my fault."

"Then who's to blame?"

"It's your fault."

Chu Jin pointed at herself incredulously: "Me?"

Chu Fang said, "We were playing games last night, why didn't you let me win? You made me angry all night and I didn't go to sleep until early this morning, so I woke up late."

Like Chu Fang, Chu Jin is a hardcore gamer, addicted to games and unable to extricate herself.

This father and daughter often lose points while playing duo queue.

"Father, you're making excuses."

Chu Zhi watched the two bickering and sighed helplessly.

There are two such childish people in the family.

He's finally achieved something in his life.

Chu Fang drove towards the outskirts of Shanghai.

The kindergarten's parent-child activities are outdoor activities, arranged in the suburbs of Shanghai, in the hope that these children living in the city can experience rural life and get close to nature.

After leaving the city center, the traffic improved significantly, but I was still late for my destination.

Chu Fang randomly parked his car in front of the hotel. As soon as he parked, a security guard came over and said, "Sir, this is private property and you can't park here."

He pulled out a red banknote, and the man shook his head: "Sorry."

Two.

"Parking here is against the rules."

Five.

"I'm a security guard, responsible for protecting the hotel's safety, and I have my own principles."

Chu Fang was too lazy to argue any further, so he took out ten bills. The security guard straightened up and said, "Our principle is to serve you."

Seeing Chu Fang and his companions leave, the security guard rubbed the banknotes in his hand, satisfied: "Principles? This is the principle!"

Chu Fang hurried with his two children to the agreed location, where many children and parents had already arrived.

This is farmland rented by the kindergarten. It's quite spacious and planted with sweet potatoes. Many parents are leading their children to dig sweet potatoes.

These children are usually pampered and protected, but when they suddenly get involved in farm work, they find it very interesting and are having a great time.

The farmland was filled with laughter and chatter.

"Father, we're late." Chu Jin pouted.

"Chu Jin's father, you're late. According to the rules, you'll be punished. We dug up some sweet potatoes, and we're going to roast them later. Go and gather firewood," the kindergarten teacher said.

Chu Fang nodded: "No problem."

He naturally agreed that being late was his fault.

He then went to gather firewood, which was scattered around him. It was the kind of dry firewood that was easy to light, and it was obvious that the teacher had arranged for him to do so.

Chu Fang thought he was the last to arrive, but when he looked up, he saw Shao Xiang and his father Shao Bowen walking towards him.

Seeing that all the kindergarten children had arrived, Shao Xiang muttered, "We're late."

"So what if I'm late?" Shao Bowen said dismissively.

Shao Xiang, Chu Jin, and Chu Zhiye, three children, dug sweet potatoes together. The teacher assigned Shao Bowen the same job as Chu Fang: gathering firewood.

They were a pair of firewood gatherers. They looked at each other and nodded politely.

Chu Fang learned about Shao Xiang's father's identity from Chu Zhiye. He was in his fifties, wealthy, had three ex-wives, and married Shao Xiang's mother, with whom he had Shao Xiang. They had a total of eight children.

Wuhu~~~

Suddenly, Chu Fang heard Chu Jin cheering.

Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see that Chu Jin's clothes, arms, and fair face were covered in mud, and she was holding a huge sweet potato in her hand. The sweet potato was so big that it was thicker than her arm.

Chu Jin raised her chin, looking smug.

The children present couldn't help but look on with envy.

"Chu Jin, you're amazing." Shao Xiang admired her.

Chu Zhiye said casually, "Sweet potatoes don't taste good."

"Chu! Zhi! Ye!" Chu Jin said, enunciating each word clearly, "You're just jealous!"

“Small sweet potatoes have moderate moisture content, finer and shorter fibers, and a more delicate texture…” Chu Zhi explained slowly.

Chu Fang had grown sweet potatoes before, and Chu Zhi also knew about the habits and characteristics of sweet potatoes.

He said slowly, and seeing Chu Jin biting her lip, he shrugged: "Big sweet potato is better, okay?"

"Yay!" Chu Zhiye cheered immediately.

Chu Zhi was too lazy to argue with Chu Jin.