Difficult to raise children

The old man Zhong was moved, and he muttered: "What a good father, young people these days put their careers first, so how many of them are willing to spend this spare time preparing gifts for their sons?"

Uh huh, am I not a good father!Shen Junyue acquiesced with head held high and chest high!

Bringing people to the studio, Old Man Zhong prepared all the necessary tools and materials, and then said: "I know that none of you really want to learn this craft, and you all want to learn this craft quickly, so you can just give me a sample, and I will do it for you." Just do it, and you learn by doing."

Shen Junyue hurriedly took out his mobile phone. The wallpaper of the mobile phone was a photo of Shen Hao. The person in the photo was wearing a white exercise suit and was doing Tai Chi, which made people feel a sense of tranquility and peace at a glance.

"Hey, this baby looks familiar." Old man Zhong pointed to the person on the phone and exclaimed in surprise.

The corners of Shen Junyue's eyes twitched, and he greeted the eighteen generations of the Shangguan family's ancestors in his heart, and said with a smirk: "My son is very famous, maybe you have seen it on the Internet."

Old man Zhong nodded indifferently, then sat down and started working.

Shen Junyue studied very seriously, but his ten fingers are used to holding cannonballs and rifles, so he really has no way to deal with this kind of soft dough.

After trying several times, I could barely make out a shape. As for the facial features...that was horrible, and as for the resemblance, it was even farther away.

Guard Su couldn't stand it anymore, yawned and bent down to suggest: "Chief, I think it's better for you to do a good job first, and then let the old man Zhong polish it up."

At your speed, you don't even think about leaving at dawn, and according to his visual inspection, the four images made by Shen Junyue are too shabby to give away.

Shen Junyue wanted to shake his head, but looking at the dough scattered on the table, he also knew that he was not the material, so he reluctantly agreed.

So, everyone is happy.

Shen Junyue held up a small stick with a mask that was eighty percent similar to Shen Hao's. The more it looked, the cuter it became, and he couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed it.

The two bystanders shuddered, goosebumps appeared, and thought to themselves, this father really loves his son enough, look at that strange expression!

Finally able to go back home, Shen Junyue stretched his waist, yawned, and said in a good mood: "I'll give you a day off today, take a good rest."

"Thank you, Chief." Guard Su's body and mind recovered from the cold all night.

Shen Hao leaned against the bedside to check the time from time to time. He was a little anxious when Shen Junyue hadn't come back at three o'clock in the morning. He dialed Shen Junyue's cell phone, and the familiar ringtone rang on the sofa.

I wondered in my heart if Shen Junyue was freezing, would he still want to run around the street like a headless chicken, would he be immersed in fighting with a pile of dough?

Thinking of this, Shen Hao couldn't fall asleep, so he took Shen Junyue's mobile phone to play games.

He just figured out the mobile phone recently. At the beginning, he could only answer and make calls, and he couldn't even send text messages. Now he can play some fruit-slicing games that three-year-old children can play.

Refreshing the highest score on the phone over and over again, Shen Hao had a great time playing.

It was five o'clock before there was a sound in the yard. He jumped out of bed, put on a coat and ran downstairs.

"Son, dad is back." Shen Junyue yelled as soon as he stepped into the house.

Then when he saw the young man rushing up the stairs, he immediately felt that all the hard work of the night was worth it.

Although some of his disharmonious goals were not achieved, the thought of making Shen Hao a gift that he likes is extremely satisfying.

"Father!" Shen Hao jumped down from three steps instead of two, and threw himself on Shen Junyue with his arms outstretched.

"Don't come here!" Shen Junyue took a step back, met Shen Hao's suspicious eyes, and said with a smile: "I'm cold, you just got out of bed and don't freeze."

The corner of Shen Hao's mouth twitched, and he chased him and hugged him tightly. Sure enough, a chill came over him. He pressed his warm cheeks to Shen Junyue's cold face, and used his body to warm the other person.

Shen Junyue took off his gloves, put his frozen hands into Shen Hao's coat, and stroked Shen Hao's back through a layer of pajamas.

"Dad, your hands are very cold." Shen Hao shivered, as if there were two popsicles stuck to his back.

"No matter what, my face is not as cold as it is?" Shen Junyue said confidently by rubbing against Shen Hao's face with his cheeks that had regained a little temperature.

Since it is for heating, of course it must be all-round. The thought of fearing that my son would catch a cold just now has gone to God.

The father and son hugged each other for a while, Shen Junyue felt that the dead cells in his body finally came back to life, then he hugged Shen Hao horizontally and walked upstairs.

"Why did you come back so late?"

"Didn't you want me to make a face-to-face exchange with my own hands?"

"I'm joking, who made you so serious?"

"Are you kidding?" Shen Junyue gritted his teeth, he didn't think Shen Hao's reluctance to throw away the thing Shangguan Yan gave him before was a joke.

But even if it's a joke, he has to do it. He can't be as serious as a rival in love, can't he?

Shen Hao chuckled, stuck his head into Shen Junyue's coat, and asked in a muffled voice, "Is everything ready?"

"Of course, Dad is here, what else can we do?"

"Take it out and let me have a look." Shen Hao couldn't wait to put his hand into Shen Junyue's pocket, and groped for a while to find a small box in the corner.

"Hey, let's see when we go back to the room." Carrying him all the way into the bedroom, Shen Junyue threw Shen Hao on the bed, took out his pajamas and went to take a bath.

When he finished washing off the exhaustion of the night, he came out to see his own son grinning, eyes almost gone.

Shen Junyue sat on the edge of the bed, wiped his hair with a towel, pinched Shen Hao's nose and asked, "How? Like? Are you satisfied now?"

Shen Hao patted his harassing hands away, and asked with some doubts: "Father, did you really do this yourself?" No, based on his understanding of Shen Junyue, he probably couldn't do this kind of meticulous work.

Shen Junyue swayed slightly, and replied with affirmative and firm tone: "Of course!" It's just that he did the first half, and the back was completely modified by the old man Zhong.

As for a certain old man muttering, "Why don't I just make one directly", "I can do three of you with the kung fu of making your face", all of which were left behind by him.

Shen Hao didn't care whether what he said was true or not, he held the small noodle figure and looked at it again and again, then found a glass cover and put it on the bedside.

Shen Junyue felt sour in his heart, and only then did he realize that Shen Hao had never bought him a toy since he was a child. Children at this age should still love to play, right?

Hence, Chief Shen made up his mind to go to the shopping mall today to do some sweeps to make up for the toys that Shen Hao had missed since he was a child.

Both of them stayed up all night, and it happened to be during the New Year's Day holiday, one didn't have to go to work and the other didn't have to go to school, so the father and son hugged each other and hid in the bed, kissing each other for a long time before falling into a deep sleep.

Wang Lei came back early last night. Although he slept in a daze and was woken up several times, he didn't have the curiosity to come out to check. So after he got up and made breakfast, he found that the Shen family and his son had no intention of getting up at all.

After eating breakfast alone, Wang Lei remembered the task Shen Junyue assigned him last night, took the car keys and limped out.

"Mr. Wang came so early, did he just chase me away so impatiently?" Rong Jingya had already dressed up, a trace of disappointment flashed across her beautiful smiling face, and she instantly regained her dignified and virtuous appearance.

Wang Lei nodded secretly, this woman is much more grand than his boss's previous ones, she is very bookish, well-educated, she is really suitable to be the daughter-in-law of the Shen family.

But he also knew that Shen Junyue didn't like this type of woman very much, and he hadn't discovered the adulterous relationship between the father and son so far, and he only thought that Shen Junyue rejected this beautiful woman because he didn't like his appetite.

"Miss Rong is polite, just call me Wang Lei." Wang Lei said neither humble nor overbearing, since he knew that this woman could not be his boss's wife, naturally he didn't need to be too flattering, as long as he politely sent the eldest lady to the plane just fine.

"Then Big Brother Wang doesn't need to call me Miss Rong anymore. Just call me Jingya. This is my second time in Beijing, and I plan to go back after a few days of playing. Big Brother Wang, you have something to do, don't worry about me."

Wang Lei thought to himself: I don't want to worry about it, but there is a shopkeeper above his head who gave him a death order and told him to send him away this morning.

He grinned and said naively, "Where Miss Jingya wants to go, why not let me show you the way?" As long as this woman is not allowed to appear in front of the boss, he shouldn't mind, right?

"No, I have some old classmates here and I plan to visit them"

Seeing that she was determined, Wang Lei also knew that today's mission would not be completed, so he was afraid to go back for fear of hurting Shen Junyue's eyes, so he drove to chat with some old comrades.