After the nap, the program team arranged to play games, chasing sheep and picking up horse manure. Not to mention the tragic content, anyway, the children had a good time playing, but the adults were in a mess.

It is good to step on a foot of sheep feces, not to mention the grass that rolled on the ground, and the flattened feces inevitably stuck to the clothes.

The most unlucky one was Yang Fan, because he felt that he had the best motor skills, so he rushed to the front, surrounded by the sheep, and somehow slipped and fell, and was stepped on by several sheep. When he opened his mouth and screamed, a sheep passing by him happened to raise its tail.

The sheep were quickly driven away, but he knelt on the ground and vomited, his face pale and embarrassed.

The director almost died of joy when he saw such an unexpected situation, so he turned his head and told his assistant that he must cut out this section and put it in the opening title, which will definitely attract many viewers.

Cheng Xiangdong held a small wooden stick in his hand and stood in the distance with sympathy.

He vaguely saw something Yang Fan spit out from his mouth, but he refused to go over to see what it was.

It was almost dark the day after filming this game, and the bonfire was lit. The program team invited master chefs to make roasted whole lamb. The children had never seen this before, and they were all very excited.

The fathers drank kumiss and ate roasted whole lamb, feeling refreshed, and Cheng Xiangdong only drank a small glass. He was not very interested in baijiu, and was used to drinking red wine and champagne after so many years abroad.

The master chef not only roasted a whole sheep, but also roasted chicken legs for the children on the small stove next to it. The boy grabbed a chicken leg and gnawed his face full of oil, and a lot of oil dripped from his clothes.

Cheng Xiangdong ignored him, but tilted his head from time to time to remind him that he couldn't just eat meat after his meal.

After dinner, they went back to the yurts and planned to wash up and sleep. Han Jiamu came again uninvited.

Maintaining a smile and enthusiasm, Cheng Xiangdong waited until all the staff had left and the indoor camera was turned off, then the corner of his mouth dropped, and he said to the man who was taking off his clothes with a cold face: "Did you not listen to what I said earlier?"

Han Jiamu looked at him from the side, with confusion in his eyes, but his subordinates were taking off the shoes of the good boy with his legs up and his feet up.

"You said a lot, which one?"

"..." took a deep breath, suppressed the anger of cursing, "I said, you will make others misunderstand our relationship."

"Misunderstanding what?"

"I misunderstood that you have a lot to do with me!"

"We have a close relationship." Han Jiamu put the little shoes aside and continued to take off the boy's pants. By the way, he took the hot water bottle next to him and poured water into the basin. This is for Cheng Xiangdong to wash his face in a while. Yes, he and the boy had washed up just now, "I thought you should be clear."

The veins on Cheng Xiangdong's forehead twitched unstoppably, he raised his hand to press on his forehead, and said patiently, "I know it, but I don't want others to know it too."

"Why, you didn't care before."

Cheng Xiangdong finally realized that the two of them seemed to be not on the same line and had different ideas.

He frowned, staring at Han Jiamu as he took off his son's clothes and trousers in an uneasy manner, and then the older and the younger got under the covers, and asked, "You don't care?"

"What's there to care about? As long as you don't admit it yourself, who would think of it? If you say more, you think we had a good relationship when we were in school, and now we have a better relationship." Han Jiamu pulled the quilt up to cover the boy, and glanced at He glanced, "Aren't you going to sleep? You will definitely have to struggle tomorrow morning."

Cheng Xiangdong sighed, and walked over to wash his face and brush his teeth. It is impossible to take a bath in this place due to the limited conditions. He could only turn off the light, soak a towel in hot water and wipe his body slightly. After thinking about it, he changed to a basin of clean water Then I washed my hair.

He should consider cutting his hair a little shorter. It's really inconvenient to go out, although it looks good.

The boy huddled under the quilt, and whispered to Han Jiamu, the little guy was too excited today, he seemed to be playing crazy.

Han Jiamu listened to him and responded from time to time. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

After brushing his hair, Cheng Xiangdong looked at his son who was hugged by Han Jiamu in the quilt, and went to bed and got into the quilt, "Don't talk anymore, boy, go to bed quickly."

The boy immediately rolled over from there, only to find that Cheng Xiangdong's bed was cold, and he rolled back, "Daddy, I'm sleeping with Papa Han, you come too, it's warm."

Cheng Xiangdong gritted his teeth at his son and said to his heart, little bastard, how long have you been so close to him now, if you find out that he is your biological biological father in the future, you still have to run away with him?

Thinking of this, he glared at Han Jiamu again, bastard, not only will he cause trouble for him, but he will also rob him of his son, if you dare to rob him, he will bite you to death!

Han Jiamu was inexplicably stared at by him. Although there was no light in the room, he could still feel the resentment emanating from Cheng Xiangdong.

Neither of the two adults spoke, and the boy let out a sigh, turned over to face Cheng Xiangdong, huddled under Han Jiamu's quilt, closed his eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

It is really good for children to sleep when they say sleep.

One episode of the program was recorded for three days and two nights. When it was finally broadcast, it had to be shortened to two days and one night. At that time, it would depend on how the program team edited it later. It had nothing to do with the people who came to the program.

After running wildly outside for three days, the boy’s personality has undergone some small changes, and he will take the initiative to say hello to the children. On the return flight, Xiangdong showed his son the video recorded by Wang Xinxin on his mobile phone, and he laughed. Hehe pointed to the kid inside and called out his name, obviously he had a good relationship with the other five kids.

"Daddy, why didn't Papa Han go back with us? Uncle Chen and brother Pengpeng both left together." The boy grabbed the handrail and turned his face to look at Cheng Xiangdong.

"He has something to do, we can see you next time." Cheng Xiangdong touched his son's face without further explanation.

Originally, Han Jiamu was also on a one-day flight back to the capital, but Liu Sensen told him that Gao Chengcheng had accepted a high-end watch advertisement for him, and he had to go there to shoot it. After that, he could only watch Cheng Xiangdong board the plane from the other side with his boy in his arms. Still have to wait an hour to go.

There are too many people around these days and it is inconvenient to do anything. Han Jiamu actually wanted to ask Cheng Xiangdong a lot, but unfortunately things backfired. Knowing that they were separated, they never got along alone again. Cheng Xiangdong seemed to be avoiding him.

Thinking of this, he pursed his lips and his face turned cold. Liu Sensen, who was sitting next to him, was startled suddenly, and turned to look at him. What's the matter? He didn't say anything, why did he suddenly lose his temper?

He couldn't ask too many questions. He was afraid of a firecracker, so he just shrank honestly and looked down at the itinerary in his hand.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when Cheng Xiangdong and his son returned home. When they were about to arrive, they called their parents. The car had just driven into the community and before turning to the parking lot, they saw Cheng's father waiting there at some time, opened the car door and behaved Zai ran out and rushed towards Dad Cheng.

"Grandpa~~"

Father Cheng quickly picked him up and kissed him twice on the cheek, "It's considered back, I miss Grandpa to death, do you miss Grandpa?"

"Think~~" The boy hugged his grandfather's neck and rubbed his face.

Cheng Xiangdong thanked the driver, took down the suitcase and asked Wang Xinxin to go back to rest, and then walked over with a suitcase in each hand, "Go home and kiss, Dad, put him down, it weighs about fifty catties."

"I also carried you when you were a child." Father Cheng gave him a glare, and strode forward with the boy in his arms, showing that even though he was almost 70 years old, he was still very strong and not old.

Cheng Xiangdong smiled lightly and shook his head, knowing that his father was not convinced and didn't say anything else.

The next shooting will be a week later. Cheng Xiangdong's activities in the past few days are only in the community and the surrounding supermarkets and markets, and he basically doesn't go to other places.

He is used to being an otaku with children, and he is not used to letting him go out and play with him.

During this period, Han Jiamu made two phone calls to him, one of which hung up without saying a word, and the other was answered by his boy while he was in the shower. He took a shower for 10 minutes, and chatted with each other 10 minutes, I don't know how to talk, anyway, his son was very happy that night, and kept clamoring for Father Han to play with him.

"Dongdong," Cheng Xiangdong went to buy vegetables in the morning. After putting the vegetables on the table, he heard his mother calling him in the kitchen, and hurriedly poked his head over, "Mom, what's the matter?"

Mother Cheng turned around with the porridge casserole in her hand, nunuzui signaled him to bring the rest of the breakfast to the table, and then asked, "Bao'er keeps talking about Papa Han, who is that? The friend who filmed the show with you ?”

After putting down the plate, he looked up at his mother, "Uh... Han Jiamu also went to the show I recorded this time. He gets along very well with the boy." When he said this, he saw his mother smile With a very bright expression, after thinking about it, he asked, "Mom, do you like his acting?"

"I like it, he is a male god of three generations of old, middle-aged and young people." An old lady in her 60s is actually chasing stars!

"From eighty to eight years old, do you like him?"

"Is that right?" Cheng's mother didn't know what to think of, and suddenly smiled, "He doesn't seem to be very popular with children. It's fate that our Bao'er gets along well with him."

Cheng Xiangdong also thought of how those children rejected Han Jiamu when they were filming the show, and shook his head helplessly, "Mom, let me tell you something, don't be too surprised after hearing it."

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"I'm with you..."

"Daddy~~~"

Cheng Xiangdong choked back his words, turned around and bent over to his son, stretched out his hand, and picked him up skillfully.

"Daddy, I brushed my teeth and washed my face by myself." The boy rubbed his face with his arms around his neck, rubbing his face with Daddy was his favorite.

Cheng's mother glanced at her son and asked, "Dongdong, what did you just say? What's the matter? Your elder brother?"

"Ah, I want to say that after dinner, take the boy to my elder brother's place to find Nuannuan and play for a while, and don't cook for us at noon."

Mother Cheng nodded and put the porridge into a bowl.

When Cheng Xiangdong took the boy out, Cheng's mother felt that her son's reaction was not right while watching TV.

"Old man, what Dongdong seems to be telling me just now is not about going to Xiangnan."

"If you don't go to Xiangnan, where can he go? How old is he, you still care about him."

Mother Cheng frowned slightly, still a little puzzled.

It's true that Cheng Xiangdong drove the boy to find Cheng Xiangnan, but that's not what he wanted to say to his mother just now.

What he actually wanted to talk about was his relationship with Han Jiamu, and it was just a spur of the moment, so let's just let it be interrupted.

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