After rebirth, Mrs. Lu wants to change her baby's father

After confirming that his son was fine, his father Li Yuechuan smiled and said to the staff: "After the filming is over, send me the live broadcast replay of his fall just now."

Staff and audience in the live broadcast room: No one would do this unless he was the biological father.

Zhou Zhou held Li Yuqu's hand tightly, and finally squeezed in, asking with concern: "Brother Yuqi, how are you? Are you in pain? Don't worry, I just protected my sister, and neither my sister nor I fell."

Li Yuqi smiled at them, showing all eight teeth, "Don't worry, it's just a fall, it's nothing serious."

Although it's nothing, I still need to change my clothes.

Li Yuechuan asked the staff to take him back to change his clothes. He had placed his clothes on the bed and could just go in and change.

Li Yuqu also wanted to go back with his brother, but Zhou Zhou wanted to stay and help his mother, so he did not go back with them.

He came to Shen Zhiyu and first reported what happened with Li Yuqi, then he looked up and said to her, "Mom, I'll stay and help you."

This is a children's program, and the production team has prepared tools for the children.

Shen Zhiyu put the clothes on him and checked several times to make sure that he was not afraid before carrying him down.

As soon as he entered the field, Zhou Zhou's feet sank into the soft soil. He cried out and pulled at Shen Zhiyu's clothes, "Mom, my feet are stuck in the soil."

"The soil is soft, it's normal to sink into it, don't be afraid, can you adapt to it, Zhou Zhou? I can't carry you up."

Zhou Zhou looked at his mother's feet, then looked at his grandfather who was cutting rice skillfully on the other side, and nodded.

Mom and grandpa can do it, and so can he.

"I can." He nodded, pointed to the rice that his grandfather had cut and put aside, and said, "I'll move there."

His chubby finger pointed at the edge of the ridge, and the edge of the crop that the old man had just cut was indeed placed on the ridge.

Shen Zhiyu touched his son's head and said, "Okay, move it in moderation, okay?"

Zhou Zhou stumbled as he tried to move the rice, but he fell because of the mud under his feet. He got up again, not caring that his butt was dirty, and focused on moving the rice to the ridge of the field.

The staff members who were filming with him all advised him, "Little Zhou Zhou, why don't we go up?"

The sun is not that strong today and there is wind, so it is not very hot.

But the child's skin is already delicate, and after being exposed to the sun for a while, his face became red. He then tossed around in the fields, which made his face even redder and he was sweating profusely.

The staff felt so heartbroken watching this.

Zhou Zhou shook his head and refused, "No, I promised my mother that I would help. I can't go back on my word and give up halfway."

Staff: "...You know quite a few idioms."

Zhou Zhou puffed out his chest, with a proud look on his chubby face, "Of course, my mother taught me that."

The staff member asked, “What else did your mother teach you?”

Zhou Zhou held the rice in his arms, panting and struggling to move to the ridge of the field, saying, "I forgot. I'll tell you when I remember."

Finally, he successfully delivered the rice to the ridge of the field.

He smiled happily and boasted to Shen Zhiyu, "Mom, I moved here. I succeeded."

"Zhou Zhou is so great." Shen Zhiyu gave him a thumbs up and praised him from a distance.

Zhou Zhou was even happier after getting his mother’s affirmation.

I also shared this joy with the photographer who was following me, "Uncle, I succeeded. Am I awesome?"

The little cutie asked for rewards and praise, so the staff naturally did not hesitate to praise him.

What's more, he had been following the child, and like the audience in the live broadcast room, he knew how difficult it was for his short legs to move, so they praised him generously in the barrage.

Zhou Zhou is the second to last guest among all the children. He looks soft and sticky, the kind that can break easily.

Unexpectedly, he insisted on reaching the edge of the field without any help from adults.

The child just wanted a compliment, so of course they gave it.

There were also some black fans who thought that the behavior of fans and passers-by was too exaggerated.

He was immediately rebuked by fans and passers-by.

Shen Zhiyu was unaware of the excitement on the barrage. He took time out of his busy schedule to look at Zhou Zhou. He was moving rice back and forth without complaining about the hard work and was very focused and serious.

The staff who were following him at first whispered to him that he didn't need to work so hard and just pretend to do it.

After all, he is a four-year-old child. It would be bad if he got sick from overwork.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhou taught him a lesson with a serious face, "Uncle, your idea is very dangerous."

The staff was stunned.

He was just advising him not to take it too seriously because it would make him tired. How could that be a dangerous idea?

Zhou Zhou said seriously: "I am a farmer's child today, so I must put my identity in the right perspective and concentrate on collecting rice. I can't be lazy."

"Don't try to persuade me. I will do what I can."

Zhou Zhou felt that the more he worked, the more energetic he became and he didn't feel tired at all.

Of course he wasn't tired. Xiaobai put the pills he had exchanged for immunity enhancement and physical recovery into his bottle. When he was thirsty, he took a few sips. When he was thirsty, he took a few sips. The medicine fermented in his body little by little.

Not only in his milk bottle, but also in his water bottle.

Photographer: “…”

My goodness, he was actually educated by a baby.

The audience in the live broadcast room also laughed a lot.

Shen Zhiyu was bending over to cut rice, and Xiaobai reminded her: "Host, you are still pregnant, don't overwork yourself."

"I'll be careful, don't worry about me." Her waist was indeed a little sore, so she stood and rested for a while and continued to cut rice.

Li Yuechuan lagged behind her a little bit, and both were concentrating on harvesting rice.

The old man's speed became faster, he left a long way behind and had already cut back from the other end.

Shen Zhiyu looked at the 50% of rice left and said to Li Yuechuan, "Teacher Li, you have long legs, why don't you move the harvested rice to the ridge?"

Li Yuechuan looked at the distance between himself and Shen Zhiyu, feeling somewhat helpless, "Have you ever harvested rice before?"

They started together, her speed was faster than that of a big man like him.

Shen Zhiyu said with some nostalgia: "I went to my grandmother's house to do this when I was a child."

When her grandparents were still alive, her mother would send her back to her grandmother's house during long holidays.

During the busy farming season, she would help with the work with her cousin.

These memories were not severed until my grandparents passed away one after another.

I haven't done it in years, but the muscle memory is still there.

"No wonder." Li Yuechuan comes from an upper-middle-class family. He has never lacked money since childhood and has never been exposed to these things.

The reason why he was so skilled was because he had to audition for the role of a migrant worker and went to the countryside to experience the role.

Li Yuechuan went to move the rice, while Shen Zhiyu sped up to meet up with the old man.

The old man was so focused on his work that he paid no attention to the outside world and even forgot about the guests who came to help him.

It was only when Shen Zhiyu met him that he remembered this.

His tanned face was full of embarrassment. "I forgot about you guys."

Shen Zhiyu waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

The old man looked at the sun, then at the remaining rice, and said, "The weather is going to change soon, let's send back what we harvested this morning."

Shen Zhiyu looked up at the sky, and her photographer also pointed his camera at the sky.