"There are too many people here, and dad was just accosted by someone. Let's go to the shooting hall?" Xie Shiyan subtly emphasized the fact that Xie Yuzhou was accosted by someone.

In Meng Fuguang's opinion, it would be strange if no one approached Xie Yuzhou with his looks, so she didn't take it to heart.

There were too many people doing the popular events here, and she was afraid of being recognized, so she agreed to go to a shooting hall with fewer people.

"Come on! Mommy will show you what a sharpshooter is!"

Xie Yuzhou glanced at his son, and the two looked at each other. Xie Shiyan had the illusion that he saw "gratitude" in his father's eyes.

"By the way, sir! Please send me the photos you just took!" Meng Fuguang took out his mobile phone, eager to see the photos.

Xie Yuzhou opened the dialog box and handed it to her.

"You, the cold and beautiful widow at the village head, have deleted me."

The smile on Meng Fuguang's face froze instantly. It's over!

Because the original owner had never contacted Xie Yuzhou via WeChat, she sorted out her WeChat friend list after she came here.

Maybe I didn’t notice and deleted his WeChat as well.

Meng Fuguang handed over the phone with both hands with a flattering look on his face, "Hey hey! I'll add you, I'll add you!"

After successfully adding her on WeChat, Xie Yuzhou discovered that her profile picture had also been refreshed.

Well, a pig in red clothes, carrying a machine gun in its arms. This head portrait should be a pair, and he just saw the other one yesterday.

Jian Huayao’s profile picture is a pig wearing a princess dress, carrying a cannon. Her online name is Beautiful Mom Online Dating.

...When did they break up?

Xie Yuzhou now firmly believes that it was Jian Huayao who brought bad luck to Meng Fuguang.

"Cold and Beautiful Widow, what's the meaning of your online name?"

Meng Fuguang was startled. Damn it, he forgot his online name!

"Emmmm... I said I lost the truth or dare game, do you believe me?"

"What do you think?"

"I think it's highly credible, hehe!" Meng Fuguang quickly changed the subject, "So big! Elbow! Shooting hall!"

"It's okay, mommy. You will definitely be the most beautiful widow if you become a widow."

Xie Yuzhou: ...

What a good son.

Meng Fuguang had no interest in shooting, a sport that had a simple principle but required a lot of practice, so he gave up after playing twice.

Xie Shiyan was very excited, as if boys were born unable to resist this kind of temptation, and his eyes were shining.

"Dad, can you teach me?"

"Can."

The guns here are more realistic, so they are more difficult to use.

He first dressed the child in protective gear and reminded him several times of the precautions.

From choosing a gun, to how to load and unload bullets, to how to load a gun, to how to shoot, Xie Yuzhou explained it as detailed as possible.

The father and son talked a lot, just like ordinary father and son. When Xie Shiyan used a children's gun, he scored 8 rings in the first shot, and Xie Yuzhou even touched his head.

"nice."

Meng Fuguang was sitting aside to rest, holding the father and son's coats in his arms, watching the two of them.

Hmm, that's strange. I suddenly have the illusion that we are a family of three.

I am dying of laughter. I am just too arrogant to associate myself with the villain. I must have had enough of having my head on my neck for too long and I want to die.

After leaving the shooting hall, Meng Fuguang played some simple games with Xie Shiyan, including the maze, trampoline, pirate ship, and carousel.

This is Xie Shiyan's first visit to the amusement park.

Fortunately, the first time I came here was with my parents.

Even until the three of them got on the Ferris wheel together, he was still a little dazed, feeling like he was dreaming.

After sitting in the cabin, Meng Fuguang and his mother were finally able to take off their masks.

It was dusk, and the sunset glowed red on half the sky. Xie Shiyan and Meng Fuguang sat on the same side, leaning against the glass and looking at the sky.

I don’t know if it’s because of the sunset or because he’s tired after playing for an afternoon, but his little face is red.

If you ignore Meng Fuguang's constipated face, which looks like it's being stabbed with needles, everything is harmonious.

[Too close! It’s so uncomfortable! ]

[When will it be finished, when will it be finished! Can you speed it up? Can you speed it up? Or can I go down and shake it with my hands? ]

[Should we ask a master to look at Xie Yuzhou? I feel like he is possessed by some dirty thing.]

[What are you looking at? Are you looking at the resentment on my face that is heavier than that of a ghost? Pretending to be a harmonious and respectful family for a whole day is more tiring than carrying cement at a construction site for a day. It’s so annoying! ]

Xie Yuzhou: ...Your business is quite extensive.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. Meng Fuguang simply lowered her head and started to select photos. She wanted to pick a photo she liked as wallpaper.

"Come on Yanyan, pick the one you like best!" Her eyes were almost dazzled.

Xie Shiyan took her phone, flipped through the photo album, shook his head and replied, "I don't like any of these."

Don't like it?

[How dare you! Who took the photo? How come this kid can't speak? ]

[There's nothing you can do if you don't like it. All of these were taken by your dad. Who made his skills so bad? If you want to find out, go find him.]

"Just pick a general from among the dwarfs and pick the one you like the most." Meng Fuguang teased.

Xie Yuzhou: ...Compared to others, you are bolder.

The album is full of photos of two people, either father and son or mother and son.

Xie Shiyan shook his head, not wanting to choose any one, "I want a photo of the three of us."

Meng Fuguang was silent.

[What is this kid talking about? What family of three? Where did the family of three come from? It's clearly a mother and son plus an ATM. ]

[Speaking of which, how rich is Xie Yuzhou? If he dies, will all his property be inherited by me? Hehe! Tell me, how good it would be to be a widow! ]

ATM Xie: I finally know who taught Xie Shiyan, this filial son.

"Your father is the president. Presidents don't like taking pictures, so let's not take pictures!" Meng Fuguang laughed, trying to change the subject.

"Let's take a picture." Xie Yuzhou silently took her phone.

...Clap the hammer, who wants to clap with him?

Apart from anything else, this face almost overshadows hers, making it impossible for her to become a big shot in the world of looks.

"Can I, Mom?"

Xie Shiyan looked up and asked for her opinion. Meng Fuguang couldn't bear to refuse Haodaer's request, so she could only nod forcedly.

Just take pictures, who’s afraid of who?

The family of three sat on the same side, Xie Shiyan sat in the middle of them, and Xie Yuzhou held up his cell phone.

As a result, the three people were too far apart to fit in the camera.

"Mommy, come closer."

Meng Fuguang moved his buttocks.

"It's still too far, Mommy."

Meng Fuguang moved his butt again.

Seeing how awkward she was, Xie Yuzhou put his big hands around her waist and pulled her closer.

Oh shit! No!

Meng Fuguang's butt scraped against the stool, and due to inertia, it hit his shoulder, frightening him so much that he almost screamed.

No! Why is this guy holding her waist?

Why hold her so close!