Chapter 271 Be My Child-Raised Husband
The second group to arrive was Su Junjun and Wu Muhan.
Their son looks like an exact replica of Wu Muhan, with a short buzz cut, wearing sunglasses, and a somewhat arrogant expression.
Children may think they are cool.
It was so cute in fact that Su Zi even heard the staff behind him couldn't suppress their exclamations.
Even she herself wanted to rub it after seeing it.
After saying hello to Su Zi, the two of them went to enjoy the cool shade under the tree.
Unexpectedly, when Murong Mingyue's daughter Maizi saw Su Junjun's son Mumu, she immediately pointed at him and said, "Mom, didn't you say you would find me a child husband? Then I want him."
Everyone who heard this looked over at once. Murong Mingyue immediately wanted to find a place to hide. Somehow, the sweet words she said to Maizi when watching skits were remembered by Maizi.
He Changting, who loved his daughter dearly, glared at Wu Muhan as if he were facing a formidable enemy.
Wu Muhan felt aggrieved when being glared at.
No, shouldn't I be the one who should be angry? A child-raising husband!
Murong Mingyue covered her daughter's mouth and said to Su Junjun apologetically: "I'm sorry, I usually joke with Maizi, and Maizi took my words to heart."
Su Junjun smiled and shook his head. Looking at the cute and delicate appearance of the little girl, his expression showed a little more love for Maizi.
"Mingyue, don't say such things in front of Maizi anymore." He Changting came over and whispered to Murong Mingyue with some dissatisfaction.
Murong Mingyue knew that she was in the wrong, so she didn't argue for herself. "Yes, yes, I won't say it anymore. Maizi, this brother can't be your child husband. You are still young. We can talk about it when you grow up."
Maizi's little head was full of confusion. She glanced at Mumu, then at Murong Mingyue, "Mom, why can't this brother be my adopted husband? The TV you watch says that if you see a good-looking guy, you have to grab him to be your adopted husband!"
Murong Mingyue covered her face: My daughter! Please save some face for your mother!
Su Junjun suppressed his smile and asked his son: "Mu Mu, do you want to go play with this sister?"
Mu Mu was a little quiet. Although he didn't understand what everyone was saying, he could feel that this sister seemed to like him very much, so he nodded.
She took the initiative to step forward, took Maizi's hand, and called out, "Sister, hello, my name is Mumu."
"My name is Maizi. This is the flower I just picked over there. Wear this flower. From now on, you will be mine. I will protect you."
As Maizi spoke, she put the flower in her hand on Mumu's ear.
Mu Mu looked back and saw that Su Junjun and Wu Muhan had no objection. The couple looked at them with a smile. Mu Mu turned back and stood there silently, allowing Maizi to put the flower on his ear.
Under He Changting's aggrieved and resentful gaze, the third family also arrived.
Fang Tianlei and Chen Ting came over with their son Beibei. After introducing themselves to each other, the three children soon started playing together.
Zhou Jincheng and Fu Mengyao were the fourth group to arrive. They brought their son Richie and daughter Xiaoman with them.
Each of them brought one person over to join the group.
The fifth group to arrive was Wang Ye and Zhu Mingfu. No one knew what happened on the way. Wang Ye held his daughter Duoduo in his arms, and Duoduo's face was covered with tears.
Duoduo didn't want to play with everyone, so the couple had to take her to the side to comfort her.
The intern parents Hu Bingxin and Wang Zichen brought their intern daughter Xixi, Deng Yancheng, Sun Yiyan and the ill-fated little girl Fuan arrived together.
When everyone was present, Su Zi called everyone together.
Several families pulled their children back, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at Su Zi.
"Hello, parents and children!"
"I'm Su Zi, the village chief who will be issuing tasks for you next. Do you like this place, kids?"
"I like it!" Maizi answered the loudest.
Mu Mu nodded quietly.
Someone took the lead, and the other children also answered that they liked it.
Su Zi didn't feel embarrassed either.
He continued: "I'm glad that everyone likes this place, because we will spend three days and two nights here and have a great time."
"The first thing is, of course, to figure out where everyone will live. We have seven types of houses here, and the layout and facilities of the houses are different. You kids need to complete a small game."
"I have seven cards in my hand. Whoever finishes the game first can choose a card. After getting the card, you can look at the scenery on the picture and find your own house."
"Children, do you have the confidence to complete the task, choose the cards you like, and help mom and dad find a place to live?"
"have!"
When they heard that they could play games, the eight children responded extremely loudly.
Several adults who had watched Su Zi's variety show looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
It seems that there is a lot to consider when choosing a house.
If you let a bunch of kids choose, they will all pick the pattern they like.
Just because a child likes a pattern doesn’t necessarily mean the house behind it is good.
Su Zi had no idea what the guests were thinking, as the staff had already taken out the game props.
In this kind of program, the games set for children are not very complicated.
"Children, do you see these seven props on the table in front of me? You will need these props to transport the ping-pong ball in my hand to the box under the tree."
"Everyone dribbles three balls. Whoever finishes first gets to choose a card first."
"The village chief will give you one minute to discuss with your parents about what props to choose. After you have chosen, tell the village chief and we will start the game."
The eight children immediately turned around and looked at their parents.
Su Junjun looked at Mu Mu with encouragement in his eyes: "You are a little man, you can make your own decision."
Her idea was simple: it didn't matter if the accommodation was a little worse, what was important was to let the children get some exercise.
Wu Muhan's eyes were also filled with encouragement.
Mu Mu didn't get an answer from his parents. He looked at the tools in front of Su Zi's desk, pursed his lips, and walked forward to pick up a small plastic cutting board.
Seeing this, the others stopped discussing it with their parents and ran over to hug the props they wanted.
Fubao was a step too slow, and the table tennis racket he wanted was taken away by someone else.
She didn't cry or make a fuss, but just took a look at the prop and obediently took the remaining spatula.
Sun Yiyan felt distressed when she saw the child being so well-behaved. She quickly squatted down and hugged Fubao and said, "Fubao, don't be discouraged. It's okay. This is a game of luck. The card you choose may not be the worst."
Deng Yancheng also said: "It doesn't matter if we pick a bad house, as long as we are together forever."
Fubao felt the kindness emanating from the two people, and his tense body relaxed a lot.
After choosing the props, the eight children started dribbling the ball.
The process was not smooth. They couldn't control the balance between themselves and the ping-pong ball, and the ball fell down again after they picked it up.
After stumbling a bit, Mu Mu was the first to deliver the three balls.
Wheat is the second one.
The surprise was Fubao, who was the third to complete the dribble using a spatula.
Duoduo was the fourth and Xixi was the fifth to finish.
The sixth North.
Richie and Xiaoman are the seventh.
Richie looked at the remaining cards, pursed his lips, and said to Zhou Jingcheng, "Dad, I don't want this, I want the card in Fubao's hand."
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