Chapter 13
With the four cubs' hard work, they finally harvested all the potatoes and most of the carrots in the field.
When the last portion of carrots was left, Bo Yiming said to his brothers and sisters excitedly: "How about we imitate the little rabbit and line up to pull the carrots and take a photo?"
"Wow!" Xiaoqi was the first to respond.
Rongrong nodded vigorously.
Xingxing: "But we don't have a camera, and mom and the others don't have a cell phone."
Bo Yiming raised his hand with a smile on his face: "I have it!"
He turned his head and called, "Little dad, come and help~"
Wen Cishu was weighing with Chu Han. He came over when he heard this. After listening to his son's explanation, he took the watch.
Bo Yiming adjusted the camera mode and specifically reminded him: "Little dad, make me look more handsome!"
Wen Cishu rubbed his hair: "Got it, go ahead."
He helped arrange the seating.
"Xiaoqi is at the front, followed by Rongrong, Xingxing, and Yiming is at the end."
Chu Han heard the laughter and play of children and couldn't help but turn his head to look.
The cute little Xiaoqi was responsible for grabbing the green radish leaves, and the three children behind him grabbed the back of their clothes one by one.
Bo Yiming shouted the slogan: "One, two, three!"
The four kids all smiled brightly and shouted in unison: "Pull out the carrots!"
After the photo shoot, the children gathered around and begged Secretary Wen Ci to send the photos to their parents.
Wen Cishu looked at the cute little kids and naturally nodded in agreement.
He put the watch back on his son.
[Wow, it’s so beautiful that I can’t help but grin.]
[After returning home, the kids will think of this scene and feel extra happy. Even ee was a little touched.]
[I have a hard heart and I just want to know what brand this cool watch is! Older children aged 280 months are in great need! 】
[Me too, I can actually take photos? The universal watch of the Bond 007 series? 】
After a busy morning, the four children were thirsty and tired.
Fortunately, Zhu Wei had prepared warm water. She wiped the sweat off Rongrong's face and said, "Isn't it more tiring than putting away toys at home?"
Rongrong nodded, drank half a glass of water from her mother's hand, and raised her bright eyes: "Mom, cooking is also tiring, right?"
Zhu Wei hugged the child, her relief evident on her face.
Bo Yiming's shirt was too dirty, so Wen Cishu took him to change his clothes.
"Yiming, choose a piece of clothing. Dad will wring out a towel to wipe you."
"Oh." Bo Yiming bent down and took out a blue T-shirt from the suitcase.
Wen Cishu came over with a towel in his hand, asked him to turn around, and wiped his back and arms.
The little monkey usually eats a lot, but he is growing fast and is very active, so he consumes a lot of energy. His limbs are long and thin, and he has very little meat.
Bo Yiming felt his young father's careful and gentle movements and turned his head to look at him.
He couldn't help but sound sticky. He wanted to call mommy, but when he thought of what big daddy said, he changed it to "little daddy~"
"Hmm?" Wen Cishu stopped and asked softly, "Dad, does it hurt?"
As soon as he asked, the little monkey jumped into his arms and hugged him.
He was a little surprised, but felt particularly warm in his heart. He raised his hand to hug him and stroke his back.
Bo Yiming buried himself in his little father's warm arms, feeling his gentle love.
He shook his head and raised his face: "I just want to hug my little daddy."
[The heartless young boy suddenly tries to be warm to me. Who can stand this? 】
[My wife is so gentle, fragrant and soft. If it were me, I would do it 800 times a day]
Wen Cishu looked at his son's unique amber eyes, and his own thoughts were reflected in the twinkling light.
He couldn't help but feel deeply indebted, and bent down and kissed the kid's forehead with some emotion.
Just like the first time he called "Mingming baby" last night, the little cub in his arms blushed again.
But the next second, Bo Yiming suddenly jumped up, scaring Wen Cishu.
Bo Yiming jumped onto the sofa, looked down at him, and protested loudly: "Little Daddy! I'm nine years old, you can't kiss me anymore!"
Wen Cishu: What is this irregular atavism phenomenon?
[I am about to cry at such a sentimental moment? ! You gonna sing this to me? 】
[Look, my wife is so scared that she turns pale (bushi)]
[Do you understand what it means to be a son?] Don't think I'm here! 】
When Wen Cishu and Bo Yiming were returning to the restaurant, a little kid came over, calling out eagerly, "Uncle~~~"
When Wen Cishu was about to bend down to pick it up, Bo Yiming was one step ahead of him and picked up the little dumpling.
"Huh?" Xiao Qi was stunned, his expression dull.
Bo Yiming said seriously: "Xiao Qi, don't jump on my little daddy, or he will knock you down."
Wen Cishu "harshly" corrected his son's statement: "Not really."
He ruffled Xiaoqi's hair, "Xiaoqi is very light, right?"
Xiaoqi twisted and turned, and was finally carried away by brother Yiming.
He could only wave hard towards his uncle, looking pitiful.
Bo Yiming muttered, "Xiao Qi, do you know? When I was a kid, I also pounced on my little dad like this, and I ended up knocking him away."
Xiao Qi was surprised: "Ah?"
His big eyes widened as he looked at the tall uncle in disbelief, it seemed that he was even thinner than his father.
Bo Yiming continued in a low voice: "But the little dad was not injured. My big dad stopped him in time."
As he was talking, he suddenly became excited and couldn't help but lift up Xiao Qi, "You know? My brother's big dad often appears suddenly from the sky to protect the little dad, just like a superhero in the movie."
"Wow." The scene that Xiaoqi imagined was Ultraman falling from the sky and beating up monsters in the cartoon. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "How cool."
"Right, my dad is super cool." Bo Yiming agreed.
[Please, your big daddy has such a peerless beauty like your little daddy, how dare you not protect him? Waiting to be snatched away? (Waiting in line to grab a wife...)
[I'm sorry, it's a bit funny when I think of the scene where Xiao Mingzai knocks his wife away]
[My wife must be feeling pain in her chest, woo woo, give her a hug~]
【↑, this is Big Daddy’s inner thoughts, right? 】
[Hahahaha, a superhero but can act like a spoiled brat? It also feels like a full contrast.]
Zhu Wei and Zhou Xu worked all afternoon to prepare a sumptuous lunch.
As Rongrong was eating, she felt a little disappointed and moved her little butt closer to her mother.
Wen Cishu served her some soup: "What's wrong with Rongrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Rongrong pursed her lips and shook her head. She looked at her uncle and said softly, "Uncle, I don't want the show to end."
This made all the children look at Rongrong.
After taking a look at Xingxing, he buried his head in the rice and stuffed it into his mouth.
His cheeks puffed up like a hamster chewing rice, as if silently responding to Rongrong: I don’t want to go home either.
Bo Yiming then realized that the show was about to end: "Ah? So soon?"
Zhou Xu smiled: "Yiming, haven't you dug enough potatoes yet?"
Wen Cishu noticed that the little monkey suddenly looked a little flustered, and asked in confusion: "Yiming? What's wrong? What did you think of?"
Bo Yiming asked in surprise: "Am I famous? Little dad? I will become even more famous."
Wen Cishu thought to himself that his child was really persistent.
If anyone wanted to do something else, he would support them, but he insisted on venturing into the entertainment industry.
He patiently said, "Then ask the uncles and aunts if it's fun to be in the entertainment industry or if it's hard work."
Zhu Wei was surprised: "Why does Yiming want to enter the entertainment industry?"
After hearing this, Bo Yiming was completely dumbfounded and stared at the aunt opposite him.
"Didn't I show it?"
Zhu Wei covered her mouth and laughed, and it was hard to say whether she really didn't notice it.
Chu Han asked: "Yiming, do you want to act or sing?"
When Wen Cishu heard this, he slowly took a tissue and pressed it on his palm.
"I can sing--" Bo Yiming was about to sing when a delicate hand blocked his lips, "Hmm..."
[Hahaha, this scene really makes me laugh to death]
[No one knows a son better than his father!] It’s absolutely amazing]
[Just now my wife tilted her head, and her expression was exactly the same as in movies and TV shows where a master predicts his opponent and makes a move instantly. So cool]
[Wife, go act now (As for Mingzai, isn’t it great to be the son of a famous celebrity?]
Zhou Xu smiled and said, "Very good, only people of your age have this kind of drive. When you are your uncle's age, you don't want to become famous."
Xiao Qi was puzzled: "Dad, what is going viral?"
Zhou Xu fed his son a bite of food and explained, "It means that you can see daddy no matter which channel you turn on the TV. That means daddy has become famous."
Xingxing: "Do you want to see uncle on the animal channel too?"
"Pfft..." Bo Yiming laughed out loud.
Zhou Xu laughed angrily: "Xingxing, you are always keeping quiet about your big moves, right? What is uncle doing at the animal channel? Singing for lions and tigers?"
Chu Han suppressed his laughter and explained to his son: "If it were my mother, there would be many movies released every year, and many people would watch them and like them."
"Oh." Xingxing lowered her head and said sullenly, "It's hard to become famous."
He looked at Bo Yiming on the side and asked, "Are you really going to become famous?"
"Yes!" Bo Yiming nodded, "I can do it!"
He bumped his shoulder against the star, "Then you'll be able to see me on every channel on TV. Are you looking forward to it?"
Xingxing imagined that scene and it seemed pretty good. He nodded: "Well, I'll take a look at it then."
Wen Cishu held his forehead with his hand, what happened?
Seems more determined? !
[Why does my wife have this expression? Don’t you want to have a son who becomes very popular? 】
[If my family hires a tutor, I hope they can produce a top student]
[My wife originally wanted everyone to dissuade her, but the result was... Hahaha, she died of laughter]
After dinner, everyone started to recreate the kitchen together according to the program tasks.
During the dinner, Bo Yiming unexpectedly learned that Uncle Zhou Xu was an idol, so he chased him the whole time, asking him how to be a qualified idol, and even took out his watch as a recording tool to record Zhou Xu's words.
Zhou Xu hugged Xiao Qi and hid from him: "Yiming's father, hold on to your son!"
Wen Cishu was tidying up the dishes: "Do you think I can hold on?"
Bo Yiming and Zhou Xu stood on either side of the stage. He was puzzled: "Uncle, why can't you teach me? I really want to learn."
Zhou Xu saw that there was no way to avoid it, so he could only say, "It's not that easy to be an idol. There are a lot of tricks involved. I can only say that there are many kids going every year, but only a few can successfully stand in front of the stage and be liked by the audience. If you want to talk about becoming a big star, it may take only a few years for one to become famous."
Bo Yiming said shamelessly: "Yes, that one is me!"
Chu Han smiled as he turned off the faucet, and said to Wen Cishu with a smile, "I didn't realize that your Yiming is so goal-oriented."
Wen Cishu was very worried, and he thought he should discuss it with Bo Tingyuan when he got back.
Listening to the little monkey behind him chattering and explaining his ideal to Zhou Xu, he couldn't help but look up at the camera lens.
——Or, reconsider sending her to a French boarding school?
At worst he can go with you and be taken care of.
[Oh my god, why are you looking at me suddenly? It made my heart skip a beat.
[The phoenix eyes are so beautiful, I can't breathe]
[Is the show about to end?] One less look, right? Woohoo, wife kiss!
After Zhou Xu said that he had not participated in any activities for a long time and had been taking care of his children at home most of the time.
Bo Yiming looked at him in disbelief for a second, then stood on the stool and shouted, "Uncle! You are not old yet, why did you give up your career? Have you forgotten your dream? You have never fought for it, so how can you just go home and take care of the children so easily?"
Zhou Xu looked up: "What are you going to do?"
Everyone else looked at him at the same time.
Wen Cishu didn't stop him. He wanted to hear what was going to be said.
Bo Yiming spoke righteously and passionately: "Uncle just said it himself, there are only a few people who can stand on the stage and be seen by others! You are one of them! Why don't you work harder and become the most popular one!"
Zhou Xu's pupils shrank slightly, and he was speechless for a moment. He just stared at this little boy, who was less than ten years old and was "talking nonsense".
[Wow, what a passionate speech by a middle school boy, so exciting! 】
[That’s right!] Zhou Xu, you bastard, you better focus on your career! You will not be delayed at all when taking care of your children.
[What you said makes me want to finish the test paper right away, Mingzi, please don’t be so awesome]
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