Chapter 80
Wen family.
After Bo Tingyuan memorized Wen Cishu during the live broadcast, Zhu Qianya secretly watched her husband Wen Minghui's reaction.
Wen Minghui leaned forward to pick up the cup on the coffee table, lifted the lid and pretended to take a look: "Oh, why is there no water? I'll go get some."
He just stood up and his aunt came over and offered to pour him a pour.
Zhu Qianya held back her laughter.
There are two shots on the screen, and one of them shows the crew on the train.
On the slowly moving sightseeing bus, Bo Yiming was playing with Rongrong and Xiaoqi.
Wen Minghui deliberately changed the subject and pointed at the screen and said to his wife: "Look at this angle, Yiming looks exactly like our Cishu."
Just then, Bo Yiming looked up at the camera, revealing a pair of amber eyes.
Zhu Qianya smiled and deliberately sang a different tune: "How can it be like that? Our resignation letter has black eyes."
Wen Minghui glanced at the screen next to him.
The cave section wasn't over yet. After wading through the cold stream, Wen Cishu originally wanted to get off and walk by himself, but Bo Tingyuan wouldn't let him and just kept walking.
The middle-aged antique Wen Minghui sighed heavily: "Hey!"
Zhu Qianya said happily: "You old-fashioned guy, why are you sighing?" She took the remote control and clicked on the barrage, "Let me see what the netizens are saying."
There are so many comments that they cover the screen.
Just one line [Daddy is awesome! Don’t let mommy go, just carry me on your back all the time! 】Just refresh the screen repeatedly.
Wen Minghui held the teacup and shook his head: "I can't understand English at all. I'm a local."
Zhu Qianya said: "It's okay, I'm in a good mood today, I can be your one-on-one full-time translator for free."
“Forget it!”
Wen Minghui pinched the cup lid to stop her, "Turn off the comments, it's affecting my time watching my son and grandson."
Zhu Qianya laughed and teased him, “Why don’t you take a look at Ting Yuan?”
"Ting Yuan has Li Yun to watch."
Wen Minghui was drinking tea, and when he thought of Li Yun, he quickly put down his teacup and took out his phone, "I'll call Li Yun and do a surprise inspection."
Zhu Qianya turned off the barrage, stared at the children on the screen, and pricked up her ears to listen, "Turn on speakerphone."
Wen Minghui muttered something and clicked the speakerphone, and the other party just picked up the call.
"Li Yun, what are you busy with?"
Li Yun: "I watched the show. Did you guys watch it? Yiming and his friends were having fun on the island today. They were having a great time."
Wen Minghui naturally wanted to share his feelings, and finally concluded: "Tingyuan grew up in France after all, and he is quite enthusiastic outside."
Zhu Qianya laughed so hard that she was speechless. It was a pity that he had to rack his brains to come up with the word "passion".
Li Yun supported his son with a smile: "It's what he deserves. Cishu is not in good health, so Tingyuan needs to take better care of him. You and Qianya will feel relieved after seeing this, right?"
Zhu Qianya: "I feel very relieved to hear Yuan."
Wen Minghui had nothing to say, as it seemed like he was the only old-fashioned person in the family.
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Live broadcast.
Led by the tour guide, the four finally arrived at the cave exit.
When the light came in, everyone felt a common feeling of sudden enlightenment.
Rongrong's father turned his head and asked curiously: "Father Yiming, when you learn Chinese, do you learn our ancient articles?"
Zhou Xu smiled: "You don't mean "Peach Blossom Spring"?"
"Yes, yes, yes. Teacher Zhou also thought of that?" Rongrong's father stopped and bent over with laughter. "What a coincidence."
【Um? What kind of magical shared memory is this? I just now also...】
【I also! And I didn’t think about it at all, it just popped up on its own.]
Bo Tingyuan said: "The Chinese I learned mainly focuses on daily language."
Zhou Xu: "You speak very standardly, and you can hardly hear an accent. Ancient texts are so difficult that when we were young we only memorized them for exams."
Rongrong's father asked: "Have you been taking Chinese classes in French schools since you were young?"
Bo Tingyuan: "No, I started learning about eleven years ago, and I hired a Chinese teacher."
Rongrong's father was shocked: "You can say this in eleven years?!"
Zhou Xu even stopped and turned to look at Bo Tingyuan.
"I was wondering why Mingzi is so talented in languages. It turns out that your big daddy is even more amazing."
[Eleven years?] Did you start learning Chinese after you met your mommy, and then came to China to get married? 】
[Dad, with your drive for action, you will succeed in everything you do! Too tough]
Zhou Xu couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, language talent is determined by genes. I'm already beginning to worry about how difficult it will be for our little Qi to take the CET-4 and CET-6 in the future."
Rongrong's father said, "Yes, now kindergarten and primary school admissions also require assessments of parents. Before I went for the interview, I practiced English conversations with Zhu Wei at home."
Zhou Xu performed a split on the spot: "So strict?"
Rongrong's father asked, "Is Xiaoqi going to kindergarten soon? Have you found a kindergarten?"
Zhou Xu nodded: "I have found one. I will also have an interview, but I didn't say that I have to speak English."
"You have to find out in advance, maybe there is one."
Rongrong's father couldn't help but reveal a gloating expression, as if saying "take care of yourself".
A few steps behind them.
Wen Cishu looked at Bo Tingyuan's profile with sparkling eyes.
He wondered, Bo Tingyuan didn't speak much during the blind date, was he afraid that he didn't speak Chinese well? Wrong meaning?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, tightened his arms, and whispered: "I will teach you "Peach Blossom Spring" when we get home, and you will understand it later."
"Yeah." Bo Tingyuan turned his head to look at him, his green eyes swept across his lively and joyful eyebrows, and his voice was low and serious: "Thank you in advance, Teacher Wen."
"You're welcome--"
Wen Cishu suddenly remembered something, and suddenly buried his head back and bit his neck hard.
——Why are you saying indecent things in such a serious tone! attack!
[The couple is so sick of each other]
[Why teach Peach Blossom Spring? In our great China, there are many classics that are more suitable for mommy to teach daddy, such as Jin Ping Mei]
[“The Mirror of Flower Appreciation” and “Flying Flower Fantasy” are also acceptable! ①】
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The two groups of guests met under the huge banyan tree on the island that looked like an umbrella.
Bo Yiming jumped forward and threw himself into the little father's arms: "Little father, I miss you so much~"
Wen Cishu rubbed the little guy and responded positively: "Me too~~"
In just half an hour, the father and son acted out a long-awaited reunion.
Xiao Qi, who was next to him, was picked up by his father. He also stretched out his cute little hands to grab at the air: "Uncle, Xiao Qi misses you too~~~"
Wen Cishu hurriedly went to pinch the soft little hands.
Zhou Xu held his little chin and looked at himself: "Hey, Dad is here!"
Xiao Qi cried out "Ah Wu" and lay on his father's shoulder, looking at his uncle with smiling eyes.
At this time, Bo Tingyuan unscrewed the water bottle and handed it to Wen Cishu.
Bo Yiming quickly caught it, raised it with both hands and put it to the little father's mouth: "Little father, this is the water I prepared for you, drink it slowly."
Wen Cishu smiled and glanced at Bo Tingyuan, then quickly took it: "Thank you, baby."
[Haha, is this possible? Grabbing credit in person? 】
[I have to say, Ming cub is really invincible when he is cute]
[Daddy: I think you are too filial! 】
After completing the island exploration, all guests boarded a sightseeing boat to the next island - Monkey Island.
When Wen Cishu heard this, he glanced at the little monkey sitting in front of him and couldn't help laughing.
After Bo Yiming sat down, he hesitated for two minutes, leaning his shoulder against his friend, muttering softly.
"Xingxing, I want to sit with my little daddy. I'll sit next to you in a while. Okay?"
Xingxing nodded, holding the mango ice cream his brother bought for him.
Bo Yiming stood up and moved back, squeezing in between the two fathers.
He leaned against the little dad and asked happily, "Little dad, can you tell me about the situation in the cave? Is it fun?"
Bo Tingyuan had no choice but to sit away to make enough space for his youngest son.
Wen Cishu embraced his son and talked about Dongxue.
"Nothing special. The tour guide said there would be bats staying overnight in the evening. When we went in, there was nothing, just... maybe a little bit of a bad smell. Ask your grandfather?"
Bo Yiming turned around and asked innocently: "Dad, what else is in the cave?"
Bo Tingyuan's deep eyes turned from the distant sea to his son's face, and he said earnestly: "And An Jing."
Bo Yiming: Oh! ! !
Wen Dictionary:? . ?
[This is definitely Daddy’s revenge! Who made Mingzai force his way into the couple's world?
[And taking away that bottle of water, Big Dad must have taken it to heart]
Bo Yiming snorted heavily, turned sideways to the little daddy, tilted his head and leaned on his shoulder, aggrieved: "Little daddy, big daddy thinks I'm noisy, wuu ...
Wen Cishu embraced him and said, "Of course not. It's just that the sea breeze is very strong here, and the wind is weak in the cave."
He poked Bo Tingyuan's arm with a finger and winked at him.
Bo Tingyuan directly held his hand and walked around in front of his youngest son.
The two fathers held hands in front of Bo Yiming, as if a "safety railing" appeared out of thin air.
Bo Yiming: ==
[This is really too much!] Stuffing dog food into your son’s mouth! 】
[Every time I see Daddy's super cool face and this kind of behavior, I really laugh until tears burst out]
[Big Daddy has an unexpectedly cold sense of humor that doesn’t care about other people’s lives]
Wen Cishu changed his hand and held the little boy against his shoulder: "Two dads are protecting the baby together, do you feel safe?"
Bo Yiming kicked his feet forward and glanced at Big Daddy: "I think Big Daddy wants to take me out and throw me into the sea to feed the sharks."
Bo Tingyuan gently rubbed Wen Cishu's fingertips with the tip of his thumb, and patiently corrected his son in a timely manner: "There are no sharks in this sea area."
Bo Yiming muttered: "That means he wants to throw me in and let me swim back home by myself. Anyway, he just doesn't like me~ Woo woo~ Little daddy..."
When he raised his head, the corners of his eyes drooped and there were pitiful spots of light flashing in his eyes.
Wen Cishu lowered his head and kissed his hair: "Of course Big Daddy likes you."
He tugged at Bo Tingyuan's hand and said, "Hurry up and talk to your son."
Seeing that his youngest son's "drama" was getting more and more intense, Bo Tingyuan asked directly: "Do you want me to swim with you later?"
"tour!"
Bo Yiming recovered in a second, sat in the middle with his back straight, swayed his thin legs, put his hands on the forearms of the two fathers, looked up at the little father and said, "Wow, little father, I think it's safe to sit like this!"
Wen Cishu wanted to hold his forehead with his hand: ...Could this be like me too?
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