Qiu Siming saw Shihan and walked over. "Sister Shihan," he just looked at Shihan and said no more.
However, Qiu Jiangyu could see happiness in Siming's eyes. Sure enough, this decision was right.
"Brother Siming." Shihan held Xiaoxiao in his left hand and Siming in his right hand as Shujin walked over. The three of them stood in a row, with a concave font appearing.
Shu Jin:…
Looking at Gu Xiaoxiao with messy hair, her eyes twitched, and she silently tied Xiaoxiao into a cute hairstyle.
He nodded and was satisfied. Looking at it this way, he felt much more comfortable.
"Thank you, Aunt Shujin." Xiaoxiao touched her hairstyle, knowing that her father's hairstyle was horrible just now.
Gu Feng looked at Lin Shujin with grateful eyes. He couldn't help it. His hands didn't obey his orders, and Xiaoxiao's hair didn't obey the arrangements at all. In his hands, he was just like Xiaoxiao, a naughty child. It moves around and can't be tied properly no matter what.
Seeing Lin Shujin tying his hair, he was so well-behaved, quietly listening to Shujin's orders, looking at him with eyes burning, why was he not so nice to him, not obedient at all.
[Shi Han: I hold one with my right hand and one with my left hand. 】
[Embracing left and right is vividly reflected by Shi Han. 】
[Shihan is so popular. Who wouldn’t like such a cute little dumpling? Who wouldn’t want to own it? 】
[Really, I cried to death. Siming only had Shihan in his eyes, and he didn’t even scream at Xiaoxiao. 】
[This is not interesting, it’s still young, it’s still young. 】
[Gu Feng: I'm still behind, no one cares about me? 】
[Gu Xiaoxiao: Who are you? Does she smell as good as my sister Shihan? 】
[Thank you Shujin for rearranging Xiaoxiao’s hairstyle. 】
[Thank you, Shujin, for reaching out and saving Xiaoxiao’s appearance. This hairstyle affects her appearance too much. 】
The three people walked in, and the staff had to be prepared. When the three people entered, they saw fishing tools, three normal fishing rods, and three pediatric fishing rods.
Shihan stepped forward and picked up a small fishing rod, "Mom, is this a fishing rod for Shihan?" It was small, quite mini.
"Well, because Shihan is still small, I use a small fishing rod. When Shihan grows up, I can use a big fishing rod."
"Then when will Shihan grow up?" Shihan was a little confused. Shihan was no longer a three-year-old child. She was already four years old and had grown up.
"When Shihan is as tall as her mother, she will be considered grown up."
Shihan looked at her mother, who was so tall, and nodded. She will eat more in the future to grow taller.
[Shu Jin’s answer is really unexplainable. 】
[I remember my little nephew asked me, and my answer was: Eat more and you will grow up. As a result, my little nephew asked me every time after eating, if I have grown up, and cried to death. It would have been better if Shujin had said it earlier, I You won't be bothered for so long. 】
[I learned it, and I will tell my children this way from now on. 】
[The director’s contrast is very obvious. Adults use normal fishing rods, while children just deal with it casually. 】
[Director: Don’t force me to come out with a toy fishing rod, just prepare it for them. 】
Wang Xuanya on the other side asked, "Zhenzhen, what do you want to do? How about we choose fishing?" Both corn and mangoes require hands-on work, but fishing is different. Just sit there and wait for the fish to take the bait. It's easy. and.
"No, I'm going to pick mangoes." She just picked the lotus mist yesterday. She hasn't picked mangoes yet, and she still wants to pick them, but it's a pity that big jackfruit. Thinking of this, Zhenzhen's eyes are moist, and she wants to cry again.
When Wang Xuanya saw this, she ran out of ideas and said, "Okay, okay, okay, then I'll pick mangoes." Don't cry. My ancestors made me feel tired and haggard.
Wang Xuanya touched her face. She felt like she had aged more than ten years just yesterday. She was too tired to take care of a child, especially a child like Zhenzhen who cried, made trouble and was very annoyed every day.
Thinking of Shihan, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes. He was so good. Why wasn't Zhenzhen so good?
Lu Jingming held the task card in his hand and said, "Xiaoyu, let's go pick mangoes, shall we?" Zhenzhen liked picking fruits so much yesterday, and she will definitely choose this one today.
Lu Yu shook his head. Shihan had mangoes at home. Shihan would not choose this. He pointed at the fishing on the side and guessed that Shihan would be interested in this.
Seeing this, Lu Jingming picked mangoes and brought them to the staff, "Fishing is too hot and it's not fun."
Seeing his father hand in the task card, Lu Yu pursed his lips, knowing that it was useless to say anything, he just hoped that Shihan would also choose to pick mangoes.
[Lu Jingming went too far and didn’t care about Lu Yu’s inner thoughts. How could he be a father? 】
[Another day of feeling sorry for Lu Yu. He knows how to bully our Xiaoyu because he doesn’t like to talk and bullies our Xiaoyu with all his strength. 】
[Lu Jingming, did you see that Xiaoyu chose fishing instead of picking mangoes? He already picked mangoes yesterday and he doesn’t want to pick mangoes again today. 】
The specifics are a bit far away. The director prepared a tricycle for the three people and specially borrowed it from the villagers. The main focus is to keep it real.
Looking at the tricycle, Lin Shujin was speechless and said, "Director, I really belong to you."
Six people got on the tricycle. The three adults each held their own children in their arms, with small chairs sitting under their buttocks and fishing tools placed in the corner.
Shihan had never been in a car like this before. He looked around curiously, curious about everything.
"Mom, what kind of car is this? The wind is blowing so hard!" The wind was so strong that Shihan couldn't stand up and could only hold her mother's hand.
"This is a tricycle. It's called a tricycle because it only has three wheels." Shujin started to explain. The wind was too strong, so he had to speak louder, otherwise he could not hear clearly.
"The one with four wheels is called a four-wheeler, and the one with five wheels is called a five-wheeler?" Xiaoxiao asked actively.
Lin Shujin: "..."! ! Xiaoxiao baby, you don’t have to be so studious, really, just be quiet. How should she answer this?
Seeing that Shu Jin was stunned by the child's question, Qiu Jiangyu laughed directly. It was rare to see Shu Jin's deflated look.
"Aunt Jiang Yu knows this question, let Aunt Jiang Yu answer it." Shu Jin pointed at Qiu Jiangyu who was snickering at the side.
When Xiaoxiao looked over, Qiu Jiangyu's smile stopped before the teeth on his face could be retracted.
Seeing the three children looking directly at her, Qiu Jiangyu said: "..." Damn it, Lin Shujin, you are hurting me.
Gu Feng pursed his lips and snickered, but he shouldn't have made a sound.
"The wind is too strong. Aunt Jiang Yu's voice is soft and I can't hear you clearly. Let Uncle Gu Feng answer this question." Qiu Jiangyu threw the question directly to Gu Feng.
The three children looked directly at Gu Feng.
Gu Feng: The expression of the old man on the subway looking at his phone? The smile disappeared immediately.
[As we all know, smiles never disappear, they just move from one face to another. 】
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Speechless, my voice is hoarse, it’s cold, remember to keep warm
