Unfortunately, Ning Wan and her team only managed to secure third place in the final competition.
But Ning Yanshu didn't mind at all.
He would massage Chen Limin's legs for a while, and then he would massage Aman's shoulders.
With a fawning smile on her face, she said, "You've all worked hard, everyone has worked hard."
Ning You also thoughtfully poured Lu Chen a glass of water: "Xiao Shu, what other competitions are there next?"
Ning Yanshu stopped his hands that were messing around on Aman's back and stood up obediently.
He coughed seriously and said, "There's one last competition, called 'Feeding Fruit to Hardworking Dad'."
The content of the competition is as simple as the game's name suggests.
The father carried the child to the mother, and then the mother fed the father fruit.
The first family to eat the fruit wins.
However, one thing must be noted: Dad is blindfolded and cannot see.
And the mother could only stand motionless at the finish line.
Therefore, throughout the process, parents need to follow the children's instructions.
This really tests the child's language skills and the tacit understanding between the parents.
Ning Yanshu solemnly handed over the task of hanging the banner to Chen Limin.
Then, he pulled out a red ribbon from who-knows-where, raised it, and said, "Come on! I'm ready!"
Ning You was amused by his adorable appearance: "It seems that our little book won't give up until we bring back an award today."
“Of course!” Ning Yanshu said enthusiastically, “I’m here to compete, not to go on vacation.”
Who can be without the desire to win?
Influenced by Ning Yanshu, Ning Wan regained her confidence.
The race began, and Aman stood at the starting line.
His eyes were covered by a red ribbon, so he couldn't see anything.
Fortunately, Ning Yanshu on his back spoke up, guiding him step by step toward Ning Wan.
“A little to the left, no, you’ve gone too far. Take half a step back.” Ning Yanshu frowned, struggling to judge the distance. “Slowly… Yes, that’s right, keep going straight. Mom is waiting for us at the finish line!”
Although he was carrying a child on his back, Aman didn't seem to be struggling at all.
Even with his eyes closed, he can maintain a straight line.
Unlike others, which are crooked and rambling, without any clear boundaries.
Soon, they shook off everyone else and arrived at Ning Wan's side first.
Ning Wan stood still, holding the cherry tomatoes she had prepared beforehand.
She could neither make a sound nor put the cherry tomato directly into Aman's mouth.
Aman could only rely on Ning Yanshu's instructions to find the cherry tomatoes on his own.
Ning Yanshu spent most of the day writing in a haphazard, up-and-down motion, but still couldn't get it right. Finally, he got a little impatient and started confusing left and right.
"Move a little bit to the right."
Aman's head moved to the right.
Ning Yanshu hurriedly tried to stop him: "No, no, it's to the left, to the left."
As the conversation progressed, I became confused myself.
Ning Yanshu counted on his palms, questioning the meaning of life.
He can't even tell which hand is his left and which is his right now.
After agonizing over it for a long time, he simply chose to give up.
Ning Yanshu roared, "Aman, move your head toward the hand holding the chopsticks!"
Aman hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved a short distance to the right.
Seeing this, Ning Wan almost split her mouth with laughter.
If she weren't currently unable to move, Ning Wan felt she would be laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight.
"Move down a little, and then move the hand holding the bowl a distance equivalent to the length of a lollipop."
Ning Yanshu's descriptive style is becoming increasingly inexplicable.
But what's even more amazing is that Aman actually understood it.
Under Ning Yanshu's skillful guidance, Aman's lips gently touched Ning Wan's fingertips and then drifted away.
Ning Wan and Aman both froze.
Seeing that Aman suddenly stopped moving, Ning Yanshu became a little anxious.
He patted Aman on the shoulder: "It's right there, just from there. Aman, go eat quickly."
Following the memories in her mind, Aman slowly moved back.
His lips were slightly parted, and his pink tongue hung in mid-air.
Ning Wan couldn't help but swallow.
What's with this sudden appearance of pornographic images?
Is her brain too dirty? ...
...
Just as Ning Wan was lost in thought and her mind wandered, in that instant...
I felt a slight chill on my fingertips again.
"That's it! That's it!" Ning Yanshu cheered. "Aman, open your mouth and suck it in hard! Just slurp it down like that, don't hesitate. As long as you eat the whole cherry tomato, we win!"
Aman's mouth opened a little wider.
It almost swallowed Ning Wan's fingers whole.
Ning Wan's heart began to race involuntarily, and her cheeks started to burn.
Just as she was about to lose control and push Aman away, Aman, with a cherry tomato in his mouth, took a step back.
"I got to eat it."
Aman took the cherry tomato out of his mouth and held it high.
Ning Yanshu cheered, jumping for joy on Aman's back: "We won! We won!"...
...
In the following matches, Ning Wan seemed somewhat distracted.
Fortunately, no one noticed that something was wrong with her.
After a full day of competition, the Lantian Kindergarten Sports Meet successfully concluded.
Each child received their own little gold medal.
Today, the joy we experience with our parents and family is the most precious and shining achievement for children.
They will remain in the children's childhood memories, never fading...
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