Chapter 74
The first floor of the cafe.
Bo Yiming waited obediently, took the glass of lemonade handed to him by the girl at the bar, and took two gulps.
He also asked the young lady to give a cup to the photographer uncle as well.
The photographer looked at the stairs in confusion: "Mingzi, what happened to your two fathers?"
Seeing the kid so quiet, he thought he might know something.
"It should be something important to discuss." Bo Yiming raised his handsome face and explained to his uncle, "Dads often need to talk alone, but it should be over soon."
The audience was naturally very curious as to why he suddenly had something to say.
However, not long after Bo Yiming finished speaking, two figures appeared in the camera.
Bo Tingyuan apologized to the photographer with a normal look: "Sorry to have kept you waiting."
He took the two microphones and put one of them on his collar.
Wen Cishu felt uneasy when he heard his polite words. When he came to pick up the microphone for him, he looked at the little monkey with wandering eyes: "Yiming, is the lemonade delicious? Let me feel it to see if it's cold."
Bo Yiming handed it over and touched the little father's arm: "No, my sister gave me room temperature."
The lady at the bar clenched her fist: That’s right! Children should drink at room temperature!
After Bo Tingyuan confirmed that it was correct, he pushed his scattered long hair behind his ears.
Wen Cishu muttered in a low voice: "I can do it myself."
He untied the hair tie at her low ponytail and tied it up again.
The bar staff who had been observing quietly saw this and looked at each other quickly, their eyes full of shock at this beauty.
[Hey! The atmosphere is a little ambiguous~ The interaction between the two people, wow, so good]
[My wife's lips are red, she must have kissed me secretly behind our backs (Daddy even said he would kiss her in the evening~ He is not trustworthy (bushi)]
[If my wife is this beautiful, I would pounce on her and give her a nibble every three minutes (I’m so beastly, ah~)]
Bo Yiming drank the refreshing lemonade and said, "Little Dad, let's go sailing with you now."
Wen Cishu glanced at the time on his phone and said, "How about we wait until next time? We should go to the last mission now and then meet up with the other kids. I'm afraid we're a bit rushed."
He looked at Bo Tingyuan, asking for his opinion.
Their schedule was already scattered, and it was estimated that other families had already completed their assigned tasks.
Bo Tingyuan said: "It's not too late."
Bo Yiming nodded: "Little Dad, if you want to play, then play. At worst, we won't complete our mission."
Wen Cishu pinched his little ear: "What if the program team punishes me?"
Bo Yiming jumped behind the little dad, hid and whispered: "You can punish the big dad~"
"Ah!" Wen Cishu let out a short chuckle and looked at Bo Tingyuan mischievously.
Bo Tingyuan took his hand and pulled it into his arms, then said to his son condescendingly, "Then you don't have to go sailing. I'll go with your little dad."
He put his arm around Wen Cishu's shoulder and walked out.
"...No! How can you abandon your lovely little son?"
Bo Yiming jogged after him, and when he saw the young father quietly reaching out his hand to him, he pressed his palm against the young father's like a cute little pendant.
[Our Ming cub is really smart. That’s right, let Big Daddy take the punishment~]
[Ming cub is so cute, can I have the experience of being with daddy's cub? 】
Bo Tingyuan negotiated the price with the sailing team and decided on a larger and more stable sailboat.
The three of them, the photographer and the bodyguards all got on board.
The sailboat's speed is controlled at a low speed, and it is mainly used for sightseeing.
Bo Tingyuan took the thin blanket that the bodyguard had prepared in advance and wrapped it around Wen Cishu's shoulders, then put his arm around his waist and held his hand tightly.
Wen Cishu, wearing sunglasses, scratched his palm with his fingers, and then spoke to the kid seriously: "Yiming, are you sure you have finished your homework?"
Bo Yiming was shocked on the spot, his lips trembling: "Little dad? Why do you suddenly ask such a question?"
Wen Cishu smiled: "I just happened to remember it. Otherwise, you will have to go back to school soon."
"But didn't we agree to go to France?"
Bo Yiming pouted. Since he was sitting opposite and was buckled by the seat belt, he could only stretch his legs and kick the little father's toes. "Little father, do you regret it?"
"I'm not your big daddy. I don't."
After saying that, Wen Cishu wanted to bite his tongue, and could only pray that Bo Tingyuan didn't pay attention. In the end, he rubbed his fingers hard anyway, "Then you have to make sure you finish it, otherwise school will start immediately when you come back."
"Oh." Bo Yiming felt aggrieved.
call! It must be the big dad who reminded him, otherwise how could the little dad remember it? "Little Dad, how about we just enjoy the scenery of the sea?"
Wen Cishu smiled and leaned on Bo Tingyuan's shoulder: "Okay, okay, you think your little daddy is nagging."
He looked up and saw the white canvas and the blue sky. He felt lazy and relaxed, and deliberately imitated the tone of a little kid, making two cute "whoosh" sounds.
Bo Tingyuan kept hugging him tightly.
【? You were just talking about homework, why are you suddenly talking about going to France? 】
[Aren’t you still playing at the beach? Are you planning to go abroad again? (Can you take me with you?)
[What is Big Daddy's hand doing under the blanket? 】
[You try your best to hold mommy in your arms, but you just hold her on your thighs? 】
After the family leaves the dock, they rush to the local market to complete the last task - buying the vegetables specified by the program team, and then meet up with other families.
Enter the bustling market.
Bo Yiming took the card and got stuck on the first one: "Buy blood? Little dad, I can't pronounce the word 'save me'!"
Wen Cishu took a look and said, "It's a blood clam."
He quickly asked a nearby stall owner which one of the four or five shells on the stall was a blood clam.
The boss pointed to one of the pots of shells and said, "You guys come here to play? Cook your own food? Can you cook?"
Wen Cishu thought for a moment and said, "Someone will."
——Chef Zhou Xu.
The boss smiled and nodded, then weighed two kilograms for them in a plastic bag.
Wen Cishu and Bo Tingyuan were looking at the large clams and crabs nearby.
Bo Yiming was curious about why it was called this name, so he started chatting with the boss.
The boss was a kind person. After scooping up the blood clams, he cut a hole in the plastic bag to let the water flow out naturally.
Bo Yiming was surprised: "Is this actually possible?"
"Yes, otherwise the weight would be wrong." The boss smiled and shook the water off the plastic bag, then weighed it.
Wen Cishu came over and said, "Boss, you are such a nice person."
The boss saw that the three of them looked very impressive, and it was obvious that they were rich people who came to play. Even if he cheated them of some weight, it would be unnoticed. However, he still said, "It's a rare occasion for you to come here, so don't let it affect your impression of this place."
Wen Cishu embraced Bo Yiming and said, "Then can we buy other things here as well?"
"Yes!" Bo Yiming nodded and named all the seafood on the card in one breath.
The boss couldn't stop smiling.
Even if there was any seafood not available at his stall, he would take small steps to the stall next door to help get it and they would work out the price together.
Thanks to the boss's enthusiastic help, the three of them quickly completed the task of purchasing seafood.
[Wow, this boss is awesome! There was no rip-off]
[The photographer took pictures of the restaurants and jet skis we visited today and the prices were clearly marked. They were all quite reasonable? (Except for sailboat charter…)
[I have noted down all the places Mingzai's family has been to, and I am ready to check in, hehe~]
As the clouds in the seaside sky gradually turned orange and red, every family completed their task and rushed to the location designated by the program team.
The official Weibo of "Zi Zi is Superman" synchronously updates each family's daytime check-in photos.
However, viewers who like Mingzai’s family searched for it everywhere but could not find the photo of Mingzai’s dad making a heart shape with his hands on the observation deck.
In the couple photo posted on Weibo, the older dad only put his arm around the younger dad’s shoulders.
[Mingzai's dad put his hand next to his wife's face and made a heart shape with his hands coolly? Why didn’t it get sent out? 】
[Yes, mommy even puffed up her cheeks to cuddle with me, so cute]
Official reply: [Please be patient, these are the only things uploaded. 】
【Upload?】 Who did it! 】
[Sister, didn’t you notice? When Mingzai was talking about this in the car, it was Daddy who took it and sent it (so abominable)
Live broadcast.
Many viewers "angrily" criticized Bo Tingyuan.
[How can you bully the audience like this? I'm going to rush to the beach to protest in person! Kiss mommy by the way】
[The gentle and kind mommy must be eaten alive by the black-bellied daddy. I feel so sorry for her]
[Just now in the cafe, I must have been blocked and kissed by the bad guy, wuwu, my wife is so miserable]
Amid the beautiful and magnificent sunset at the seaside, the four groups of guests finally gathered at the beach camping club.
Mingzai's group was ten minutes late.
Bo Yiming ran towards the children: "Xingxing! Rongrong! Baby Xiaoqi!"
"Ah! Brother Yiming!"
"Brother, you are finally here!"
Three children came running over, jumping and skipping, and the four children jumped and skipped together.
The scene was once too cute and warm.
Wen Cishu stopped and quietly took out his mobile phone to take pictures and record the scene.
Bo Tingyuan held the thin blanket around his shoulders.
Wen Cishu glanced at the photographer and found that he was also taking pictures of the children. He quickly pouted at Bo Tingyuan, then quickly dodged and rushed towards the children with a smile: "And me~ Kids, have you forgotten your uncle?"
"Uncle~"
"uncle!"
The endless stream of childish voices made Wen Cishu feel particularly satisfied. He bent down and rubbed their hair one by one.
Bo Tingyuan's eyes captured his relaxed and happy look and he slowly walked forward.
The wind blowing across my lips at this moment is both gentle and sweet.
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