Chapter 37: Pig Nian Nian

"What's going on? Why are they all eating fruit puree?"

Shi Jianfeng asked, putting Nian Nian down from his arms, and watched the little one jump into Shi Guilin's arms with duck steps.

Shi Guilin exerted force with his arms, and the little guy leaned softly into his father's chest.

"I originally planned to make a small bowl for Nian Nian, but I didn't control the amount well and accidentally made too much. Dad, do you want some?"

Shi Jianfeng: “…No need.”

Shi Nanxi and Shi Linzhuo, who were eating fruit puree, looked at each other silently, then lowered their heads to look at the big bowls in their hands that were full to the point of overflowing.

Shi Jianfeng turned around and wanted to leave, as if he couldn't bear to see his son's stupidity, but he turned back after taking two steps.

"Are you sick? Are you making all this fruit puree to feed the pigs?"

Sitting on Shi Guilin's lap, Nian Nian, who was being fed with small spoonfuls, chewed the fruit puree in her mouth and looked up at Shi Jianfeng.

"Grandpa," Nian Nian licked her mouth which was covered with sweet fruit paste, "Nian Nian, is it Zhu Zhu?"

"Hahahahahaha." Shi Linzhuo suddenly laughed out loud and was slapped on the back of the head by Shi Nanqi who was quick-eyed and quick-handed.

Shi Linzhuo grinned and touched his head.

Shi Guilin turned around and laughed silently.

"..." Shi Jianfeng's hands behind his back stiffened, and he raised the corners of his mouth stiffly, "Our Nian Nian is not a pig. Your father Shi Guilin is the real idiot."

After saying that, the old man in his sixties thought, out of sight, out of mind, and walked briskly up to the study on the second floor.

"Hmm..." Nian Nian took a mouthful of fruit puree doubtfully, her big eyes rolled around, and she looked at Shi Guilin sadly, "Pig papa?"

He didn't want Shi Guilin to be a pig.

He watched the latest episode of "Forest Paradise" and saw the new wild boar that appeared and looked terrifying. If his father was a pig, it would not be a happy thing to hear.

"Hey!" Shi Guilin screamed, "Don't believe your grandpa, how could I really be a pig?"

"Hahahahaha." Shi Nanqi burst into laughter, "One day, brother, you will have to prove that you are not a pig, hahahahaha."

Nian Nian looked at Shi Guilin's face carefully.

The nose has a small, slightly upturned tip, unlike the wild boar's large, round nose. The face is small and narrow, with pale skin, very different from the wild boar's large head.

The whole face looks nothing like the wild boar in "Forest Paradise".

Dad is not a wild boar. Grandpa is wrong.

This is the conclusion I reached every time.

The little guy breathed a sigh of relief without his wild boar father, and ate the fruit puree that Guilin fed him with peace of mind.

After finishing the fruit puree, it was almost 4pm. After a long day of tossing and turning, Nian Nian started to feel drowsy.

When Shi Guilin came to Shi Nanqi and Shi Linzhuo, he said, "Finish eating the fruit puree I made," and then he casually hugged Nian Nian and went to sleep in the bedroom on the second floor.

In an instant, the only sounds left in the living room were Shi Nanqi and Shi Linzhu, who were eating and cursing Shi Guilinzhu.

If a man excitedly makes three bowls of fruit puree because his son, whom he has been separated from for five hours, is not a pig, then what is he? Is he a human being?

Second floor bedroom.

A "pig" father quietly left the bed after watching his cub fall asleep.

He flipped through his schedule, carefully considering his timeline. He wouldn't be attending any of the dinners, red carpets, or award shows planned for the second half of the year. He wasn't accepting any scripts for now.

After thinking it over, Shi Guilin sent his plan to his agent Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang repeatedly asked him if he was sure, but he acted completely determined. The agent didn't push him any further and went along with his idea.

Shi Guilin's attitude of doing things his own way is not only because he doesn't care about maintaining popularity, but the bigger reason is that he can live well without popularity.

The title of Second Young Master of the Shi Family brought him wealth and glory that countless celebrities could only dream of. He had the final say in his affairs.

As for his agent, nominally he is the one who keeps him in check when he's acting as a celebrity, but in reality, Zhao Yang has no control over the prince Shi Guilin.

He is the top agent of the entertainment company run by Shi Lihan's friend. As a powerful relative given to him by his boss, Shi Guilin has no one to control him, and he can only help arrange work for him.

Fortunately, Shi Guilin has a good temper, and he and Zhao Yang don't have a tense relationship as superiors and subordinates. Instead, they become friends.

More friends means more paths. Zhao Yang and Shi Guilin both thought it was a good idea.

“Rustle, rustle.”

The sound of claws scratching the door.

Shi Guilin got up quietly, opened the door, lowered his eyes, and looked down at the jumping Yuanyuan skillfully. He made a gesture to drive her away and whispered, "She's asleep. You can't play anymore. Go play by yourself, ah."

Yuanyuan hummed, and its cream-colored tail, which had been swaying upright, drooped down, and it walked down the stairs dejectedly, dragging its tail.

Shi Guilin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he shook his head and closed the door. He rubbed his slightly tired temples and gently lay down beside Nian Nian to sleep.

I closed my eyes and stayed awake until six in the evening.

Nian Nian, well-rested, was refreshed and full of energy. Shi Guilin went to the sink, wet a cleansing towel, and wiped Nian Nian's face, who had just woken up and was still sleepy. He also told him that Yuan Yuan had come to play with him while he was sleeping.

When Nian Nian, who was wrapped in a quilt, heard this, she got out of bed and was about to "keep an appointment" to find Yuan Yuan.

"Slow down, slow down, daddy will put on your shoes for you." Shi Guilin tidied Nian Nian up completely before letting go to help Nian Nian open the door and let him go out to have fun with Yuan Yuan.

When they reached the stairs, Shi Guilin saw that he was anxious to find the dog and wanted to take the elevator downstairs with the little kid.

"No." Nian Nian refused, "Papa, Nian Nian is leaving."

He has been trying to walk up the stairs recently. Yuanyuan's ability to walk up the stairs was already a big shock to him, not to mention that when he went to Jiang's house and found that Jiang Duan could also go up and down the stairs.

With a little confidence ignited, Nian Nian also wanted to practice going down the stairs by herself again.

Although Shi Guilin was worried, he would not try to stop Nian Nian if she wanted to try.

At the stairs, Shi Guilin let Nian Nian go down the stairs sticking to the wall, while he kept on the same step with Nian Nian, following closely step by step, with his arms always stretched around the little guy, ready to catch Nian Nian at any time if she became unsteady.

"Hey." Nian Nian supported herself on the slightly cold wall with her palms, stretched out her feet and stepped onto the lower step. Once her foot was firmly planted, she followed with the other foot. After both feet were firmly planted on the same step, she paused, took a breath, and then carefully stepped onto the next step.

This cycle repeated itself over and over again. Every time he successfully climbed a step, he would let out a cry of approval, and Shi Guilin would also surround him and praise him, saying, "That's great."

People will be full of energy when they are praised, and the little cub Nian Nian is no exception. Even though his little face is red with tiredness, he still has to go down the stairs.

Because there were so many stairs, Nian Nian felt he couldn't go down halfway. He tried to save face and stretched out his feet to take two more steps, but his feet were too tired to hold on firmly. It felt empty and there was no foothold.

The proud boy was afraid of losing face if he fell, so he blushed and opened his arms to Shi Guilin:

"Papa, hug me."