"Baby, do you want to write a wish and hang it on the tree?"

Song Lianqing squatted down and rubbed the little boy's head, pointed to the ancient style sales hut not far away, and asked for his opinion softly.

"Yes!" The little kid saw the many red-banded agarwood signs hanging at the window of the sales hut, and his big eyes instantly became sparkling, and his little voice was filled with excitement, "Daddy, I want three candies!"

After hearing this, Song Lianqing scratched his little nose unconsciously, then stood up, held his hand, looked at the uncle and said, "Uncle, then give me three."

"Okay, sir and kid, please wait a moment."

The uncle smiled and said this, then turned and walked towards the sales hut, but came back after a moment. He handed the wooden sign to Song Lianqing, who took out his mobile phone to scan the code and pay. The payment was successful, and this short transaction ended.

Song Lianqing handed the wooden sign to Xiaonaituanzi and asked, "Uncle, where can I find a pen to write on this wooden sign?"

"There is a stone table behind you with ink and brushes to prevent fading. Sir, just take the children there to write."

"Okay, thank you."

"Thank you Susu~"

The uncle smiled amiably and pointed to a pavilion behind them, explaining the location. Song Lianqing and Xiaonaituanzi looked back at each other tacitly, then turned to thank the uncle. The uncle nodded, turned back to the sales hut, and continued to sit and wait for the next customer.

"Baby, let's go over there and write."

"good!"

Little Naitanzi nodded, then went to the pavilion with Song Lianqing. Little Naitanzi put the wooden sign on the table, and sat on the stool with the help of Song Lianqing. The audience in the live broadcast room had been looking forward to Little Naitanzi's calligraphy, which was very beautiful.

"What wish will you write?"

Song Lianqing sat next to the little boy, rubbing his little head, then handed him the brush on the table and pushed the ink towards him before asking softly.

The little kid held the brush and raised his hand, then hummed in a long voice. Then he looked at Song Lianqing and said in a baby voice, "I hope mommy and grandma can be happy in heaven! Even if you become a little star in the sky, you must be happy."

Song Lianqing was slightly stunned when he heard what the little boy said. Suddenly, he felt a little bitter in his heart, as if something was choking his throat, making him unable to speak for a while. He could only rub his little head and hum softly.

"Also, I hope daddy is healthy, safe and happy," the little milk ball looked at Song Lianqing, and continued with a milky smile, "When little Candy grows up, I must buy lots of candies and snacks for daddy, hehe..."

Little Tuanzi's second wish is that both Song Lianqing and Qin Younian are healthy, safe and happy. He also hopes that he can make a lot of money and buy a lot of delicious food for his fathers. He gives them all the best and favorite things he can think of, which is enough to prove that he loves his two fathers very much.

Qin Younian was deeply moved by the little kid, not to mention Song Lianqing. His eyes turned red, and his tearful smile was filled with relief and emotion.

"Baby, meeting you is the luckiest thing for me. You are my pride."

The little kid put the brush down considerately, then opened his arms and hugged Song Lianqing, patting his back with his little hands, and said in a sweet but firm voice, "Daddy, don't cry, little Candy will protect you from now on!"

"Oh~ My dear son~ You really move your daddy so easily."

Song Lianqing had always known that little Naitian was very well-behaved and sensible. He also had always known that he could easily make anyone who came into contact with him break down their defenses. But what little Naitian said today really broke down the defenses of his father.

Not only that, the audience in the live broadcast room were also broken down. They were broken down from the moment the little milk ball smiled and wished his mother happiness and joy with his grandmother in heaven.

If it were a child of his age, knowing that he could make a wish, he would probably think about what toys he wants, where he wants to go, and other small wishes of his own. How could he possibly think of these?

What's more, he is still so young, but he already thinks about protecting his father. It is because he has experienced the pain of losing his mother, so he wants to protect and cherish the people around him.

[What kind of variety show is this for raising kids? It's simply a defense-breaking strategy. I cry every time I watch it. And the sound engineer is so awesome. You can even make such sad music during a live broadcast. Do you believe me, I'll send you a fifty-meter-long sword?]

[It must be because he lost his mother before that he is so careful to protect his father. I broke my family’s defense. My beast only knows how to make me angry all day long. Just now, my limited edition figurine was smashed by him. I will really thank him! If this kid can give me a piece of land for my grave when I am old, I will burn incense to thank him! ]

[Family, I don’t have a boyfriend. I’m afraid of marriage and pregnancy. Where can I find the girl of my dreams? Can I fight with Teacher Song for her? If I give Little Milk Ball a lollipop, will he follow me? Family, please tell me.]

[Upstairs, I know the simplest and most direct way to get the candy, that is, go back to the bedroom now, lie on the bed, fall asleep quickly, and then dream. There is everything in the dream, and nothing is impossible to achieve.]

[Hahahaha, the above person wants to make me laugh to death. My tears that were about to burst out were forced back by your words. I am in a state of confusion and feel very uncomfortable right now.]

Qin Younian looked at the little babe hugging Song Lianqing and couldn't help but taking out his handkerchief and biting it hard. He regretted so much. He should have taken his precious son home directly before. Now he was so jealous!

After the show is over, he will take the little one to Osmanthus Lake again and do all these activities again. He must have these memories with his baby son!

"Okay, kid, let's write our wishes and then go play somewhere else."

Song Lianqing rubbed the little boy's head, bent down and kissed his hair, wiped the tears from his eyes, and smiled as gentle as water. The little boy nodded, then picked up the brush again, got serious, dipped it in ink, and started writing. Seeing this, the tourists nearby came over and stood not far away to join in the fun.

The breeze blows through the treetops of the ancient banyan tree, leaving a crisp and pleasant rustling sound on the leaves, blowing the thousands of agarwood plaques tied with red ribbons on the branches, bringing new hopes to the people who pray.

Song Lianqing hung the three wishes written by little Naitanzi on the ancient banyan tree. He looked at the third wish on the wooden sign, pursed his lips unconsciously, and a smile flashed across his eyes. This wish was written by little Naitanzi to the audience in the live broadcast room, and the content was to wish everyone to be happy every day, study hard, and make progress every day.

For some reason, he smelled a hint of perfunctoriness in this wish, but he would not say it out loud. After all, the little girl was quite serious when she was writing. Even if it was perfunctory, the audience in the live broadcast room should feel very happy, right?

"Baby, let's go," Song Lianqing got down the ladder, smiled and held the little baby's hand, his tone light and cheerful, "I heard there's a sea of ​​flowers ahead, let's go ask if we can pick some flowers, okay?"

"Okay~ Little Candy is going to pick a lot of flowers this time and give them to the dads!"

The second time Xiao Naitanzi mentioned the fathers, it still went unnoticed by the audience in the live broadcast room. They just thought that Xiao Naitanzi was talking about Song Lianqing, Lin Fengyu and others. But it’s a good thing this way, as it saves a lot of trouble.