Chapter 118
Fu Jinglin looked in the direction the chubby little finger was pointing.
Roudun tugged at Fu Jinglin's finger, "Brother, Grandma."
After seeing the mud pit, Fu Jinglin's tightly furrowed brows never relaxed.
RouDun looked at him with innocent eyes full of longing and yearning. Fu Jinglin gritted his teeth, raised his hand and rubbed RouDun's fluffy little head hard, as if he were retaliating in a childish way.
"Fine, I'll go, okay?"
Upon hearing this, RouDun immediately broke into a big smile, sticking his thumb out from his little fist and saying with his messy hair standing on end, "Brother, you're awesome!"
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"Waaaaah, DunDun is such a little angel, still thinking about Grandma."
"Brother, you're such a good man."
"Little brother, your big sister loves you!!!"
"They are both so cute."
"Am I the only one worried that my Zu'an husband might swear in a minute?"
"Hahaha, I'm worried too."
"Don't worry, my husband can recite ancient poems."
"My husband is educated."
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The host continued explaining the rules: "The two families will compete for three minutes. The family still standing after three minutes wins. If no one falls down when the time is up, the competition continues. The family that falls down again after the time is up is eliminated."
"The winning family advances to the finals, and the top-performing family will be awarded prizes."
As he spoke, he glanced at the four families. Since the director's family had raised objections during the house-grabbing earlier, they wouldn't be given a chance this time. Instead, they would use a blind lottery to determine which families would compete against each other.
Host: "Now, each family can come up and draw lots."
After hearing this, Fu Jinglin patted the chubby little bottom and said, "Go on, little fatty."
RouDun looked up at him and said, "DunDun is not a little fat boy."
After saying that, he ran off to draw lots.
The opposing families are the ordinary dads, while the director is the professional wrestler.
When he got the visa, the director's face darkened. Professional wrestlers like to show off no matter what they do, especially their proud muscles. Now, just past noon, he came out wearing a sports vest, exposing his exaggerated muscles to the sun.
The director glanced at the reward with a look of utter despair; it seemed they were destined to miss out.
The competition then began, starting with a match between the production team and professional wrestlers.
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"I press the wrestler."
"Is there even a need to bet on this? I think even his daughter would lose to the director."
"Hahaha, the person upstairs went too far."
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The result was predictable. Not to mention three minutes, the director couldn't even last a minute and automatically raised his hand to end the game.
Next up were Fu Jinglin and the ordinary father.
Fu Jinglin hesitated for a moment, looking at the filthy mud, and then Dundun asked, "What's wrong, brother?"
Fu Jinglin remained silent with a dark expression, took a deep breath, and then went downstairs.
The feeling of powerlessness, like walking on cotton, annoyed him. The muddy water didn't even reach his ankles, so he decided to ignore it and grit his teeth.
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"It's starting, it's starting."
"Go, little brother!!!"
"Honey, remember not to swear!!!"
"I can't wait!"
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Fu Jinglin dislikes staying in the mud and takes the initiative almost from the very beginning of the match.
The young man was tall and strong, and had been a sports student in high school, so his physical fitness was naturally not bad. Before the ordinary father could even recover, he was dizzy and fell into the mud.
Ordinary dad: ? ? ?
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What just happened?
"Damn, he just picked him up and put him in the mud."
"Hahaha, simple and straightforward."
"He's so strong! I love the veins on his arms."
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After this match ended quickly, the final competition began. The professional wrestlers were full of confidence, while Fu Jinglin was unable to get out of the mud covering his body.
The host then led the two to the middle of the mud pit.
Host: "In the final round, you two can say some tough words."
The professional wrestler remarked, "When I was boxing, you were still in diapers looking for your mother."
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"I'm so afraid my husband will start swearing the moment he opens his mouth."
"Watch your mouth, or my husband might insult your mother."
"Hahahaha, the comments are so funny."
"Sorry, what if my brother loses?"
"I also feel it's a bit risky. Although my brother is strong, the other party is a professional."
“My brother will lose, but my husband won’t. My brother still has a chance to become my husband.”
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Fu Jinglin was very annoyed by the other party's words. If it were before, the young man would have lost his temper, but the mud on his body was already annoying enough. Now the other party was still showing off to him. Fu Jinglin looked at the other party's face and didn't want to pay any attention to him.
The host began, "Does the Dundun family have anything to say?"
Fu Jinglin said impatiently, "Get started already."
Not even bothering to speak to the other party, the host was a little embarrassed for a moment, and then announced the start of the competition.
Almost as soon as the sound ended, the professional wrestler pounced on him, catching Fu Jinglin off guard and throwing him into the mud.
At that moment, the professional wrestler's little girl jumped up happily, shouting, "Go, Daddy!"
Seeing this, RouDun, who had been sitting on the rock, stood up and shouted in a voice much louder than the little girl's, "Brother! Go for it!!"
"Go, Dad!"
"Brother!! Go for it!!!" the chubby boy shouted loudly, his little face turning red.
Fu Jinglin quickly stood up to prepare for a counterattack. The professional wrestler was no pushover either. He tried to use his skills to throw the man down again, but he lost his grip on the fixed point. With a tearing sound, Fu Jinglin's white T-shirt, which was already soaked with mud and water, was instantly ripped open.
"Fuck it."
Fu Jinglin cursed under his breath, then took off his clothes, revealing his well-trained physique. His chest was broad and strong, and his abdominal muscles and V-line were clearly defined, exuding the vigor and masculinity of a college student.
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"Aaaaaah, I'm dead!!!"
"My brother has muscles!"
"Professional wrestlers are living bodhisattvas, aren't they?"
"Are all the men in the Fu family this fit? They all have V-shaped waists!!!"
"If his uncle can't have it, he can have it too."
"Hehehe, if it really comes down to it, just take your pants off."
"Hello, is this 110? There are chickens here."
"Who threw their pants in my face?"
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The professional wrestler's movements had torn his clothes, and the fabric had caught on his neck, instantly igniting Fu Jinglin's anger.
They then stopped defending and started attacking, but their opponents were clearly not pushovers either.
Fu Jinglin had a curse stuck in his throat; he couldn't feel any relief if he didn't utter it.
Oh shit.
With a burst of strength, Fu Jinglin proclaimed, "The sun shines on the incense burner, producing purple smoke!"
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"???"
"It's started, isn't it?"
"Goodness, here it comes."
"Your Zu'an husband is about to go online."
"Ahhh, he's so handsome, I love him so much."
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As Fu Jinglin forcefully slammed the man into the mud, he said, "The grass on the plain grows lush and green!"
"In the second month of spring, the grass grows and the orioles fly!"
"The mighty Yangtze River flows eastward!"
"Your mom's mom is very beautiful!"
"Your grandpa is in very good health!"
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"Hahahaha, that's amazing, they ran out of words by the end."
"I love watching wrestling without clothes on."
"Your Zu'an husband is back online."
"He's so funny no matter what he does."
"Was he really raised by Fu Xingyun and Fu Yuan? Why is he so ridiculous?"
"Perhaps he was assimilated by Lin Qiong after she arrived."
"Okay, now the Fu family already has a bunch of husbands for me. P.S.: Dundun, I can wait for you to grow up."
"Meatball: I have a little peach."
"The upstairs has turned into bamboo shoots, hahaha."
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The match wasn't over even after three minutes. Fu Jinglin's arm veins were bulging, and his arm muscles were as hard as stone from prolonged exertion.
Then, gritting his teeth, he flipped the man into the mud, ending the match. Fu Jinglin was panting heavily, unable to utter a single word.
He then strode towards the shore, cursing under his breath, and was immediately met with the adoring expression on Rou Dun's face.
Covered in mud, Fu Jinglin was in a terrible mood and asked in a gruff voice, "What are you looking at, little fatty?"
To everyone's surprise, the first thing RouDun said was, "Brother is amazing!"
As he spoke, he excitedly gestured with his chubby little hands, "Brother is just as powerful as Ultraman!"
Then, disregarding whether Fu Jinglin was covered in mud, he smiled and hugged Fu Jinglin's leg, as if his brother was an omnipotent hero in his heart.
"When I grow up, I want to be as amazing as my older brother!"
Fu Jinglin was stunned. He instantly remembered his childhood, and a picture appeared in his mind: his uncle and him.
Back then, his uncle helped him resolve the trouble. His tall figure stood in front of him, and he looked up with his still-childish face, excitedly saying, "When I grow up, I want to be a powerful adult like my uncle."
No matter what, his uncle was omnipotent in his heart.
Thinking that the little guy was looking at him with the same feeling he had back then, Fu Jinglin's annoyance suddenly vanished.
She reached out and picked up the chubby little boy, pulling him into her arms. "Come on, let's get some strawberries."
The chubby little face, which was originally clean and white, was instantly covered in mud.
Meatball: ? ? ?
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The warmth lasted less than three seconds.
"From then on, I, Brother Dunzi, became a little mud doll."
"DunDun's expression is hilarious."
"Does being silly mean you can't be warm and cozy?"
"Hahaha, DunDun: I'm dumbfounded."
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After the competition, Fu Jinglin took Dundun home with the basket of prizes.
The old woman was startled when she saw it. "How did it get like this?"
Dundun smiled brightly, "Grandma, my brother won the crab!"
Fu Jinglin didn't say anything, took out the small net containing the river crabs from the basket, and then carried the meatball to take a bath.
While Fu Jinglin was rubbing his little head, Rou Dun looked up and asked, "Brother, will I be as amazing as you in the future?"
Fu Jinglin: "Of course."
"What if I'm not grown up yet and not that capable?"
Fu Jinglin glanced at the little guy, "What are you afraid of?"
Dun Dun thought his older brother would protect him, but Fu Jinglin raised his hand and rubbed his little belly, saying, "As long as you're round and chubby, no one will look down on you."
The chubby boy covered his belly and giggled nonstop.
After spending three days and two nights there, the adult and the child also embarked on their journey home.
Dun Dun was a little reluctant to leave. "Brother, can we come out to play again next time?"
Fu Jinglin rubbed the little guy's head.
"We'll talk about the future later. Now, let's take you home."
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Author's Note:
That concludes the article. Thank you all for your continued support.
(The End)
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