"I'm not drinking anymore. You can finish the rest of the glass."
Shen Yulou could still see Chi Yuan's upturned lips under the dazzling lights of the bar as he turned back. Without hesitation, Chi Yuan picked up the half-full glass of wine in front of him and swallowed it down.
A silver bracelet dangled from the wrist extending from beneath the long-sleeved shirt, with several small silver pieces of various shapes clinking together.
When did you start wearing the bracelet? It's quite pretty.
He turned his gaze away and walked onto the stage to adjust the sound system.
The little one in the space kept shouting "ba ba ba" for a while, until it chased away all the sleepiness.
The baby, which has a super long standby time after a two-hour charge, doesn't want to sleep anymore.
What is Dad doing?
What are you doing? What are you doing?
The cub tugged at the panda's paw, wanting to chat with its father.
"Daddy is singing, sweet baby. Daddy's going to make money."
What?
Can you really make money by singing?
The little one's ahoge (cowlick) on his head immediately straightened out with a "biu".
The little one can sing too, the little one can also sing songs.
Money, money, even a little one needs to make money.
Shen Yulou had just adjusted the stereo when he heard the kid's singing. The tune was a winding, meandering "ee-ee-ya-ya," the kind that could lead you to a remote mountain valley.
"Chirp! Chirp!"
Money, money, it's falling!
The little one has finished singing, time to give him money!
When the song ended, the children raised their hands high, hoping that money would fall from the sky.
His outstretched hands kept clenching and clenching, grasping at the air for a long time.
"Huh? Oh dear?"
Where's Qianqian? Why didn't you give her money after the song?
The child's arms were sore from holding the money up, but it still didn't fall.
Will it be hidden under the covers?
The little one lifted the blanket.
No? Not under the covers?
The child couldn't find the money in the blanket, so he pinched the hamster's head.
Mouse, have you seen my money?
The baby blinked and pinched the mouse's fur.
Didn't see it? Okay, the mouse didn't see it.
The child gave the mouse a few kisses.
What about the cat? Did the cat see the baby's money?
The little one hugged the panda plush toy and rubbed his head against him.
Shen Yulou observed with great interest the conversation between her little one and the dolls.
"The mouse hasn't said anything yet, how does the little one know the mouse doesn't have any money?"
Dad's gentle words were like warm, fragrant hands, touching the baby's face and feet, and patting the baby's bottom.
"Gurgle! Doo-doo-choo!"
Hey, the mouse is talking!
The mouse told the baby.
The little boy answered his father with a gurgling sound, as if the little hamster had actually spoken to him.
"Oh, I see. You're so clever, little mouse."
Hearing his father's praise, the little guy cheered happily and wiggled around on the bed.
"What about the cat? Did the cat see the baby's money?"
The little one shook his head.
No trouble.
The cat didn't see the baby's money.
The little octopus woke up sometime ago, climbed up from the baby's feet, and poked its head out from the edge of the cup, shaking its head as it did so.
There was no fish, and the fish didn't see any money either.
The little one shook his head.
"Da da ya?"
So why doesn't the baby get any money when singing?
The child hugged the cat and asked his father a question. The little octopus then brushed a few strands of fur off the child's head.
"Because Dad hasn't given the money to the baby yet."
“The baby is singing for his dad, so the dad should give the baby money.”
The baby is tugging at the panda's fur.
"Da da? Da da?"
If Dad gives money to the baby, who gives money to Dad?
The child's mind started working again.
"Boss, Dad's boss will give Dad money."
Shen Yulou patted his pockets to see if he had any change to give to the baby, but he couldn't find any in any of his pockets.
Never mind, I'll ask Chi Yuan later to see if he has any.
"La la? La ya?"
What is a boss?
Old man? A big man? Does that mean someone with white hair?
Or is it just plain white wood?
The baby didn't know what a boss was; he only knew it was something that gave money.
"Huh?"
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