The father and son exchanged a glance and shrugged in unison.

What else can be said?

You absolutely have to pamper your own woman, your mother!

The father and son, being very honest, began to sort through the several large bags of things they had just bought that day.

Ye Wanying had already drawn the simplest sketch on the paper. It was a long women's dress with a fishtail hem. This kind of dress could be worn as a base layer or on its own. Paired with high heels, it would make her look even more intellectual and gentle.

Everyone knows that the most profitable business is dealing with women and children, so making women's clothes, especially beautiful clothes, is definitely a good choice.

On the sketch, there was a graceful figure with flowing waves on her head. Even just from the back, one could feel her beauty. After adding various embellishments, Ye Wanying put down her pen and rubbed her eyes. Only then did she see that the father and son had almost finished packing.

"My son, come and see."

Tuanzi put down what she was holding: "Oh, it's here."

"Look, isn't it pretty?"

The little one looked at it intently and finally said, "Mommy, who is this? Curly hair, so pretty."

"Is it really beautiful?"

The little boy nodded in confirmation: "Really, Mom, you should get your hair curled too." As soon as he finished speaking, his dad pulled him aside.

Tuanzi had no idea that his own father was a straight man with a strong sense of justice, and he didn't like curly hair at all; he preferred long, straight black hair.

"Don't do it."

Sure enough, as soon as Commander Gao said that, the little man immediately objected: "It looks good, I want it!"

"No means no! It's ugly!"

"No way, she's beautiful!"

"ugly!"

The father and son argued back and forth, neither willing to give in, leaving Ye Wanying feeling quite helpless: "Stop arguing, little dumpling, go find your Uncle Dalong."

"Huh? What do you want with Uncle Zhou?"

"Of course, when your Uncle Dalong calls your Aunt Yu, he should also tell her to come over to our house when she has time."

After understanding, the little one said, "Okay, Mom, I'll go find Uncle Zhou now."

"Okay, be careful not to fall."

"Okay, Mom."

...........

The little guy was lucky; he ran into Zhou Dalong on the road and called out, "Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou..."

Zhou Dalong was talking to several soldiers when he heard the little man's voice: "What's wrong?" he shouted in response.

The little boy stood still, waving his hands repeatedly: "Uncle Zhou, come here quickly!"

Actually, what Da Long was wondering was: Why didn't you come over? Didn't you call me?

Helpless, he greeted the soldier beside him and came over to the little guy: "Hey kid, what do you want?" He picked up the little guy, who had grown a bit taller, and bounced him around in his hands.

Tuanzi wasn't afraid. She hugged Zhou Dalong's arm and asked, "Uncle Zhou, when are you going to call Aunt Yu?"

cough...

"Um, how did you know I was going to call your Aunt Yu?" I still felt embarrassed when a little kid who wasn't even three years old explained it to me.

At this moment, the little man frowned slightly, then said matter-of-factly, "Aren't you two dating? Dating definitely involves long phone conversations!"

Oh my, you talk like you know everything.

Zhou Dalong's lips twitched: "Alright, spit it out, what is it?" This kid never comes here unless he has a reason, Zhou Dalong knew that all too well.

Many people who didn't know this guy's personality got scammed.