"Dad, I'm fine." The cold face was full of determination. He was a man, he just lived in a broken house, why couldn't he sleep.
Lu Jingming reached out and touched Lu Yu's head, but Lu Yu refused. Why touch his head if it's okay?
Lu Jingming: "..." Can't I comfort you?
Lu Yu: No need.
"Okay, let's clean up the two of us and try to clean ourselves up before going to bed."
[The director went too far. How could he let a child sleep in such a shabby house? 】
[I thought it was a joke, but I never expected that the director was really inappropriate. 】
[The director is really not afraid of being beaten and wants the director to sleep in this house. 】
[Lu Yu is so miserable, Lu Jingming, you should be more upbeat next time and don't let Xiao Yu sleep in such a shabby house. 】
"Uncle, can I pick this fruit?"
After Shihan finished watering, she looked at the fruit on the tree and swallowed. She was greedy and wanted to eat it, but it was not hers.
The director said to the photographer through the earphone: "Let her pick it off."
Photographer: “You can pick all the fruits here.”
"Thank you uncle."
Shihan ran to find her mother and saw her mother still cleaning, "Mom, I want a basket."
Shujin didn't ask Shihan what she wanted the basket to do, she just took out the basket from the kitchen and handed it over.
"Be careful, don't get yourself." He reached out to touch Shihan's little head, raised his hand to look at it, saw it was dirty, and put it down again.
"Okay, Mom." He ran out again.
First, go to the door to pick the lotus mist, and pick the short lotus mist that she can reach.
While picking and returning them, I asked my photographer uncle, "Uncle, are the red lotus mists ripe and ready to eat?"
Photographer: "..." Didn't you ask first before picking? Did you ask after you had already picked it?
"Yes, the poems Han picked are correct. They are all cooked."
Hearing what the photographer uncle said, Shihan smiled so brightly that her little pear twitched.
[Shihan is so cute, I want this little pear dimple too. 】
[I really want to poke Shihan’s little pear dimple. 】
"Uncle, this is for you to eat." Shihan picked off another lotus and handed it to the photographer uncle.
After receiving Shihan's Lianwu, the photographer was moved. Little Shihan was so good and sensible.
"Thank you, kid Shihan." He didn't wash it, just wiped it with his hands and ate it. The fruit Shihan gave him was delicious, and there was a lot of lotus mist water.
"Uncle, I can't reach it anymore, can you pick it for me?" Shihan said in a milky voice. The soft and waxy voice made people unable to bear to refuse.
Director: "No, let her pick it by herself, you are not allowed to help."
"Okay." The photographer put the camera aside and went over to help Shihan pick it up. The director's words went directly into one ear and out the other.
I directly helped Shihan pick half a frame of lotus mist, but I was afraid that Shihan wouldn't be able to hold it, so I held Shihan's hand.
I still wanted to pick it, but was stopped by Shihan.
Photographer: What a pity, I haven’t had the pleasure of picking them yet. I really like hearing Shihan’s voice, soft and waxy, calling her uncle, it’s really nice.
Director: This is outrageous.
[I suspect that Shihan gave the photographer lotus mist so that the photographer could help her pick fruits. 】
[You don’t have to doubt it, because I think so too. 】
[I think I heard the director’s voice, haha, the director is so irritable. 】
[Don’t tell me, I heard it too. 】
[Director: My disobedient photographer. 】
[Photographer: Blame me, Shihan is so cute, how could you have the heart to refuse her. 】
With the help of the photographer, Shihan picked a lot of fruits, including mangoes and both kinds of mangoes. There were about ten of them.
I also picked a dozen bunches of yellow-skinned grapes and twenty or thirty grapes, yes, they were grapes. Because the grapes here mature one by one, they had to be picked one by one.
After picking, the photographer looked at the overflowing fruits in the basket and fell into deep thought. Did he pick too much? Can mother and daughter finish the meal?
"Shihan, can you and your mother finish eating so much fruit?" She couldn't help but speak.
Shihan didn't answer, but took out a bunch of yellow peels, a few mangoes, big and small, and a few grapes from the basket.
"Uncle, this is for you. Thank you for helping Shihan pick so many fruits."
Shihan pointed to the fruit in the basket again, "I will take it to my brothers and sisters when the time comes, and we can share it together."
Photographer: Damn it, how could I miss Shihan so much.
[Wow, woo, woo, Shihan is so sensible, let’s share something together. 】
[I thought these were poems picked by Shihan because she was addicted to them. I didn’t expect them to be picked for everyone. How could there be such a cute doll? It must be a script, it must be a script. 】
[Looking at my six-year-old son, I wish I could put all the fruit in my room and not give it to them to eat. I just beat him. Why can't he even compare to a four-year-old child? He is not as sensible as a four-year-old child. 】
[Not to mention six years old, my seven-year-old niece wishes she could have everything for herself. Want to eat it? Buy it yourself. 】
Shihan tried to lift it, but it was too heavy to lift.
Taking a lotus mist, she ran to the room to find her mother.
"Mom, mom." A soft and waxy voice sounded, and Shu Jin, who was originally tired, came back to life with full blood after hearing this.
I saw Shihan running over with a puff of puff, still holding lotus mist in her hand, lotus mist? How did you pick it? Is it enough? Can you pick the fruits here?
"Mom, you eat." He put the lotus mist directly into his mother's mouth. Shujin didn't care whether it was dirty or not, and took a bite, causing the juice to splash.
So much moisture.
Between the two of us, you and I finished the lotus mist in one bite.
After finishing nibbling, Shujin said, "Shihan, can these fruits be picked?" Don't let the owner get angry when he comes back. These are not his own fruits.
"Uncle said yes." Shihan pointed at the photographer uncle.
Seeing this, Shu Jin nodded, then there was no problem.
"Mom, I also want to get a basket. My uncle helped me pick a lot of fruits. I want to give them to Grandma Cheng Yu." Grandma Cheng Yu helped them find a house, and Shihan wanted to give her something.
"Okay." Shu Jin found another basket from the kitchen, washed her hands again, and followed Shihan out.
Seeing that the previous basket was full, with some still outside, the corners of his mouth twitched, so much fruit? How long did it take to pick?
Put a little of each fruit in the basket, and the weight is just within Shihan's bearing range.
This was Shihan's request. Her mother still had to clean the house, so she sent it there herself. There was a photographer around, so Shujin didn't worry and let the child send it there by herself.
[Shihan really made me cry to death. 】
[Did Shu Jin save the galaxy in his previous life? How could I have such a good daughter in this life? 】
【Team up to steal children? 】
Watching Shihan walking puffing and puffing, he stopped to rest after walking for a while, and then continued walking forward.
Seeing Shihan sweating profusely and her little face flushed, the photographer couldn't help but said, "Shihan, let me lift it for you."
Shihan refused the photographer's help, "This is Shihan's business. Shihan will do it by herself. Uncle, this is heavier on your hands."
