Chapter 8
After hearing Xingxing say his name, he was as shocked as Wen Cishu and other senior fans who knew Chu Han better.
[Xingxing has her mother’s surname?] That’s not right.]
[Oh shit, did the goddess finally divorce that ignorant first love? 】
[Isn’t Chu Han very happy to marry his first love? So after winning the Best Actress award, you immediately go home to take care of your husband and children? 】
[No.] That guy is afraid that if Chu Han continues like this, she will become too famous for him to reach her level.]
How could this happen? I always thought Chu Han didn’t like the entertainment industry, this…】
kitchen.
Zhu Wei was kneading dough. When she saw them coming back with eggs, she smiled and said, "It's great to have eggs. Auntie will cook a few different dishes later."
Bo Yiming put the basket of eggs on the counter and said, "Auntie, let's go to the vegetable garden to pick some other vegetables."
"Okay, go ahead." Zhu Wei pointed to where the water was, "If you're thirsty, take some water."
Bo Yiming ran up, unscrewed a bottle and handed it to Xingxing. Then, seeing that Aunt Zhu Wei had no water nearby, he also opened a bottle and put it away.
"Auntie, let's go out then."
"Thank you Yiming, go ahead." Zhu Wei looked at this handsome boy with a smile. It was hard not to like him.
Bo Yiming took Xingxing's hand and walked out.
Xingxing carried the water bottle: "I can walk by myself."
Bo Yiming stopped and said, "Auntie asked me to take good care of you, be good." He raised his hand and touched Xingxing's hair.
Xingxing leaned back and refused to stroke her fur, but did not shake off Brother Yiming's warm hand.
[If Xiaoqi saw this, he would definitely say: Humph!] You are not allowed to hide away from Brother Yiming! 】
[Hahahaha, you have grasped the essence of Xiaoqi’s speech]
On the ridge of the field.
Wen Cishu was still in shock.
In the original book, Bo Yiming and Chu Heng's encounter occurred after they became adults.
Chu Heng also appeared relatively late.
What's happening now? Will it have any impact on their fate?
What Wen Cishu least wants is for his son to repeat the same mistakes.
But he couldn't rashly "intervene" and had to observe first.
When the potatoes filled half the basket, Wen Cishu and Rongrong were brought in together.
Rongrong saw that there was some mud on the back of her uncle's clothes, so she quickly reached out to brush it off and then held it again.
She couldn't help but look up at her uncle with a smile.
Wen Cishu was trying not to step on the vegetables nearby and did not notice the little girl's actions.
[Rongrong is such a sweet little sister~]
[I can't imagine how stunningly beautiful she would be if she had a daughter]
[A quarter Chinese-French hybrid like Mingzai? Come give birth soon, I'm ready to be reincarnated.]
In another direction, Zhou Xu was also walking towards the kitchen carrying Xiao Qi.
There were some green leafy vegetables in the basket in his hand.
When Xiao Qi saw Wen Cishu, she raised the big green pepper with her two tender white hands and called out in a milky voice: "Uncle~~"
Wen Cishu stopped and waited for a moment, then said in surprise, "Wow, was it picked by Xiaoqi?"
Xiao Qi looked at his uncle with gentle features and a smile on his face, nodded with satisfaction, and waved his little hands.
The four of them walked in together.
Zhu Wei has already kneaded the dough and started to let it rest.
She looked at her daughter's joyful face and asked, "Rongrong, is the vegetable garden fun?"
"Yeah!" Rongrong ran to her mother's side, "Mom, Xingxing's mother said she went to pick leeks."
Zhou Xu turned around after hearing this and said, "The food on this farm is really rich. We don't have to worry about food."
Wen Cishu put the potatoes by the sink and took Zhou Xu's vegetable basket.
"I can't cook, so I'll be responsible for washing the dishes."
He stretched out his hand and slowly rolled up his already rolled-up sleeves a little higher, revealing his slender, white forearms. When his fingers touched the bracelet, they moved slightly upwards.
【Um? The beauty is wearing beads? I just saw it now. 】
[Me too, I can't take my eyes off his face. Damn it, I'm really not a pervert!]
[This must be what the book says about white wrists like frozen snow. The beauty really gave me the feeling of sweating profusely.]
Zhou Xu said, "After Yiming's father washes the dishes, I'll cut the vegetables. Sister Wei, will you cook or should I?"
Zhu Wei said jokingly, "I think you can no longer hide your identity as a cooking god, so you cook the dishes. I'll make some dumpling fillings, and then make the dumplings after the dough has risen."
Rongrong quietly opened the basin covering the dough and observed the condition of the dough. "Mom, I want to make dumplings too."
"good."
While washing potatoes, Wen Cishu quietly turned his head to glance at everyone.
It seemed like he hadn't felt such a strong breath of life for a long time.
The Bo family mansion was full of aunts busy taking care of everything, and he had never even been to the kitchen...
In the vegetable patch outside the French window, Bo Yiming and Xingxing were walking one after the other, talking about something.
One was holding beans and the other was holding a pumpkin.
Wen Cishu couldn't help but think of Bo Tingyuan.
As far as I can remember, our family of three never seemed to have such an exceptionally warm moment.
But Bo Tingyuan...
It seemed difficult for him to associate this person with the "smell of fireworks" and "the breath of life".
Wen Cishu glanced at the bamboo bracelet.
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Inside the car.
In Bo Tingyuan's hand was a freshly prepared document.
Some brief information about Chu Han and Chu Heng.
Wen Cishu's expression when he was paying attention to Xingxing just now made Bo Tingyuan feel that it was a little abnormal, so he sent Albert to do some preliminary research.
According to the information, Chu Han and his wife were not divorced, and Xingxing's registered name at school was Lin Heng.
It is not clear why it was changed to "Chu Heng" in the show.
Bo Tingyuan recalled Wen Cishu's reaction at that time, it was as if he had some special conditioned reflex to the name "Chu Heng".
now.
As soon as Bo Tingyuan moved his eyes away from the documents, he noticed Wen Cishu's distracted movement as he stared at the bracelet.
——What are you thinking about?
The green eyes behind the lenses were like a deep lake, hiding emotions that he himself was not aware of.
His hands even wanted to break through the screen and hug the person in the picture tightly in his arms.
Albert was about to step forward to ask for instructions on work matters, but suddenly he noticed that the air pressure around Mr. Bo was a little low.
It was as if a dark cloud had floated in from nowhere, blocking all the sunlight.
He took a step back silently, wondering:
Isn’t Mr. Wen doing fine in the show?
Why did Mr. Bo suddenly behave differently?
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On the show.
All the guests have gathered in the kitchen, busy cooking and making dumplings.
Because Zhou Xu had to cook, Wen Cishu helped take care of Xiaoqi.
He picked up the sliced cantaloupe and fed it to the little one, smiling and saying, "Xiaoqi, you are a clingy little baby, aren't you?"
“No.”
Xiaoqi held the melon in his little hands, nibbled it, and secretly glanced at his father who was waving the spatula.
He raised his head and whispered, "Uncle, Xiaoqi, tell me a secret."
"Yeah?"
Seeing that the little guy was willing to share his little secret, Wen Cishu naturally leaned over and whispered, "Xiao Qi said."
Xiao Qi said in a baby voice: "Mom said that Dad is the clingy one"
"Hmm?" Wen Cishu smiled, "So that's how it is."
He thought that Zhou Xu kept holding Xiaoqi's hand all the time because Xiaoqi didn't want to walk.
Who would have known that it turns out that fathers are more dependent on their children.
When Xiaoqi saw the uncle approaching, why did it seem like his long hair was exposed?
Curiously, he pinched the brim of his hat and pulled it up.
A long black hair slid down Wen Cishu's shoulders and spread out, shocking Xiaoqi so much that her already extra-large eyes widened into bells and her little mouth opened blankly.
【What? There is long hair under the hat? I'm not hallucinating, am I? 】
[Oh shit!] Are there really handsome men with long hair? My nosebleed...】
[What beautiful phoenix eyes!] My god, a pure classical beauty, just like in the painting]
[Please join the circle, please!] If he plays a beautiful male who brings chaos to the government in an ancient costume drama, I will definitely stay by the TV and contribute to the ratings! 】
[Tsk tsk tsk, this face is really wonderful whether it is a man or a woman]
"Look, mom, my uncle's hair is so long, even longer than mom's."
Rongrong was the first to see this scene and grabbed her mother's clothes and shook them.
Zhu Wei and Chu Han looked over almost at the same time.
Wen Cishu had already stood up straight and was lightly combing his hair with his fingers, preparing to put it inside his hat.
Her waist-length hair was smooth and jet-black, and as he moved, it was like a shampoo commercial.
Zhu Wei asked, "Why is your hair so good?"
Because of her work, she has to take care of her hair when she goes on stage. Not only does she dye and curl it frequently, but she also has to use hairspray and other chemical substances, which inevitably makes her hair rough.
Chu Han's eyes were full of envy: "I haven't seen such black hair for a long time. How do you usually take care of your hair?"
Bo Yiming also saw it and explained: "The aunts will wash my little dad's hair regularly."
"Is that so?" Chu Han said with a smile, "Yiming's father, why don't you just stop wearing the hat? That's better."
She had seen many handsome young boys in the entertainment industry, but none of them had such an outstanding and unique temperament as Yiming's father.
"Yes, yes, yes." Zhu Wei said, "If it's inconvenient, find a hair tie to tie it up."
She looked down at her daughter and said, "Rongrong, can we take off a hair tie and give it to uncle?"
"Okay, okay." Rongrong has several braids tied on her head by her mother, so it's totally okay to take one off.
At this moment, Bo Yiming seemed to remember something and reached into his trouser pocket: "No need, sister, I have it!"
He handed it to the little daddy.
Wen Cishu took the hair tie and belatedly realized, "Yiming, how come you have a hair tie?"
"Big Daddy gave it to me suddenly when we got off the bus just now."
Bo Yiming smiled knowingly, "I didn't know why just now. Now I know~"
"Oh." Wen Cishu glanced uncontrollably at a camera that was filming.
【What? Is that the kind of Big Daddy I know? ! 】
[There is a little daddy and there is a big daddy, it makes sense, sisters]
So can I call you wife? I have been patient for so long.
[My wife seems to be looking at someone outside the camera... (I guess it's Mingzai's dad)
[I always thought Mingzai had a Chinese-French mixed-race mother! How could this happen? Everyone is dumbfounded.]
[The Chinese-French mixed-race daddy, tsk, is he worthy of our beauty? Really?
[That’s right, we must identify his appearance (who’s going to dig up information about Mingzai’s family? I’m dying to see a family photo of the three of them.]
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