Zongman: Nohara Shinnosuke is about to be chopped off

"Little new!"

Hiroshi sat bored on the tatami in the living room, raised his chin slightly, and called out loudly to Shin-chan who was standing beside him.

However, Xiaoxin seemed not to hear it and did not react at all.

"What's wrong? Shin-chan, are you in a bad mood?"

Guangzhi's face was full of confusion, his brows slightly frowned, he stood up and walked to Xiaoxin and asked softly.

“Because I can’t find a job that’s both easy and interesting.”

Shin-chan muttered as he stared at the ceiling in frustration.

Guangzhi thought to himself: How can work be easy and interesting? He shook his head slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Never mind that, let's go now..."

Guangzhi gently shook Xiaoxin's shoulder, looking at the listless Xiaoxin, and felt that he had to do something to cheer him up. His eyes were full of concern.

"I'm very busy now and don't have time to play with my dad."

Shin-chan sighed and waved his hand casually.

"I haven't said anything yet!"

Guangzhi spread his hands helplessly.

"Then tell me."

Shin-chan looked towards Hiroshi, his face full of curiosity and his eyes wide open.

"Xiao Xin, how about being childhood sweethearts together?"

Guangzhi looked excited, with anticipation gleaming in his eyes and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It's a rare holiday, so let me have a good rest."

Xiaoxin waved his hand helplessly to send Guangzhi away. He showed a reluctant expression on his face.

Guangzhi frowned slightly, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

I was thinking to myself, why does this sound so familiar?

"Don't be so cold."

Guangzhi smiled ambiguously and rubbed Shin-chan's soft face with his bearded face.

"Don't be like that, Guangzi, your beard is really prickly, go shave it."

Shin-chan shook his head and smacked Hiroshi gently, a look of disgust on his face.

"Hate it, Xinzi, you always bully others."

Guangzhi also cooperated with Xiaoxin, imitating the way girls speak, covering his mouth with his hands and laughing softly.

"Fool!"

“Hate, hate!”

Shin-chan and Hiroshi moved closer to each other and wrestled lightly, excitement on their faces.

"Why are you so disgusting so early in the morning?"

At this time, Meiya frowned and walked over with a look of disgust.

"Hate it, Meiya is so scary."

Shin-chan covered his mouth with his hand and whispered, with a look of fear in his eyes.

"Yes, she is always angry, so her skin is bad."

Hiroshi whispered in Shin-chan's ear.

"Even if you're not angry, your face will be full of wrinkles."

Xiaoxin muttered quietly beside him.

"Right"

The two smiled at each other, their eyes full of tacit understanding.

Meiya was so angry that she clenched her fists, punched each of them, and then kicked them out of the room.

"You disgusting father and son, get out!" Meiya closed the door angrily.

"It's all your fault, Dad."

Shin-chan looked at Hiroshi with some resentment.

"If that's the case, then there's nothing we can do. Let's just be childhood sweethearts together."

Hiroshi said to Shin-chan with a smile on his face. His eyes were full of anticipation.

"Dad, if I learn bamboo horse, can I perform on the street like on TV?"

Xiao Xin's eyes suddenly lit up and asked, with an excited expression on his face.

"You can try, but don't hold out too much hope."

Guangzhi thought for a while and said uncertainly, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Whatever, let's give it a try. I've always wanted to be a street performer."

Shin-chan said with an excited smile, a determined look on his face.

"Little new!"

"father!"

"A man should keep his word."

The two of them half-knelt down and high-fived each other.

There was a serious expression on their faces and a determination gleam in their eyes.

"First, let's cut the bamboo."

Guangzhi took out the yellow bamboo pole that he had prepared long ago from the side.

"I want to cut, I want to cut!"

Xiaoxin quickly picked up the saw on the ground, his face full of excitement.

“Can you really cut it?”

Guangzhi looked at Xiaoxin suspiciously, his brows slightly frowned and his eyes showed worry.

I was muttering to myself, this guy is too lazy to do any housework, how can he do it well?

"I want to cut it, or I will sever the father-son relationship with you!"

Shin-chan put his hands on his hips, looked serious, and his eyes revealed stubbornness.

"You dare to threaten me? Fine, go ahead and cut it."

Guangzhi showed a helpless expression on his face.

"Guangzhi, hold down the bamboo pole over there, do you hear me?"

Shin-chan looked very proud, raised his chin and gave orders to Hiroshi.

"What's so great about it?"

Guangzhi sighed and said somewhat speechlessly.

Xiaoxin pressed the saw hard on the bamboo pole, and the saw made a clicking sound.

"Dad, it's stuck."

Xiaoxin frowned and pulled back hard, trying to pull the saw out of the bamboo pole.

“Don’t pull back, pull up.”

Guangzhi was carefully directing Xiaoxin from the side.

"Guangzhi, do your own thing."

Shin-chan leaves his seat and gives it to Hiroshi.

"Really? It was obviously you who insisted on doing it."

Guangzhi showed a helpless expression on his face, and wondered in his heart who this guy looked like.

"When sawing, you only need to use force when pulling back."

Guangzhi demonstrated it to Xiaoxin in a very professional manner, with focused eyes and a serious expression on his face.

"oh oh."

Xiaoxin nodded seriously, thinking about something.

"You can try it."

Guangzhi picked up the saw and handed it to Xiaoxin, his eyes full of encouragement.

"click"

Xiaoxin easily cut off a section of bamboo pole using the method taught by Guangzhi.

"It feels so good. I really want to continue sawing."

Shin-chan said excitedly with shining eyes and a longing look on his face.

"There's nothing left to saw."

Guangzhi shook his head helplessly.

"Is that so? Should we saw off some of the gate? It looks like an eyesore."

Shin-chan pointed at the gate excitedly and said with a wink.

"If you dare to do this, Meiya will definitely kill you."

Hiroshi swallowed, a look of fear on his face.

Afterwards, Guangzhi was responsible for hammering in the nails, and Xiaoxin helped him hold the board in place.

With his eyes focused, Guangzhi accurately drove a nail into the wooden board, connecting the board and the bamboo pole.

"Dad, you are so amazing. You can do everything. You are a genius!"

Shin-chan looked at Hiroshi with admiration, his eyes sparkling with respect.

"Thanks for your help, Shin-chan, beautiful boy."

Guangzhi was also generous in praising Shin-chan, with a pleased smile on his face.

"Anyway, the relationship between father and son is really good."

Meiya leaned against the window, watching the father and son work together to complete the bamboo horse, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Isn't that right, Xiaokui?" Meiya turned her head away.