After marrying a vegetative boss

After packing up the luggage, the three-day travel time with Dad will begin.

The destination is a small island in Nancheng.

This island is a private island. The program team communicated with the owner of the island and rented the island for three days.

The program group formed a yacht at the same time. When all four groups of families gathered at the harbor, they set off on the yacht together.

Feng Zhuojun carried a suitcase in each of his left and right hands.

Feng Pan is leading a younger brother in his left hand and right hand respectively.

Netizens in the live broadcast room saw this, and the screen was full again hahahaha.

[The show can be renamed here]

【Calling my brother a hero】

【Dad is just a luggage-carrying handyman】

When the little guy left, he changed his clothes again. When the other children were dressed by their father, they cried and made noises.

Take the intern dad Lu Mianchuan as an example, this guy doesn't know how to dress children at all.

Either the child's head is sticking out of the sleeve opening, or the front and back of the clothes are wrong.

In short, wearing clothes is like going to war on the battlefield.

But Feng Zhuojun's child is more worry-free.The two babies already have their own aesthetics, they picked out a set of clothes from the closet, changed themselves and were ready to go.

The weather is hot and I know to wear a small hat to protect myself from the sun.

Because the children did not procrastinate and moved neatly, Feng Zhuojun's family was the first to arrive at the harbor.

Feng Pan had a small kettle hanging around his neck. After taking a sip of water, he gave water to his two younger brothers respectively, taking care of himself and his younger brothers in an orderly manner.

Feng Zhuojun watched the children drinking water, and suddenly felt a little thirsty himself.

Looking around, this is already the coast, and there are no water sellers.

He licked his lips and said to Feng Pan, "Is there any more?"

Feng Pan raised his head and asked, "Does Dad want to drink water too?"

Feng Zhuojun nodded and hummed in embarrassment.

Feng Pan smiled helplessly, and said to Feng Zhuojun, "This glass of water is only enough for me and my brothers."

Feng Zhuojun's expression was a little awkward, and he said to Feng Pan: "Then you look at your brother first, I'll go and see where the water is sold again."

Feng Pan said: "Daddy said, let me watch Dad order, you can't eat and drink randomly, you can only drink boiled water."

Feng Zhuojun said: "Dad told you this?"

Feng Pan nodded, and Feng Zhuojun's unhappy mood instantly felt as sweet as honey.

The wife really still hurts herself.

Feng Pan pointed to the suitcase and said, "Dad, open the suitcase on the left."

Feng Zhuojun didn't know what Feng Pan was up to, but this little guy was a big kid, so Feng Zhuojun opened it accordingly.

Feng Pan ran over and took out a thermos from a corner: "Here, here you are."

Feng Zhuojun was stunned for a moment, Feng Pan even filled him with water.

The water in the cup is still warm. Open the quilt cover, the temperature is not too hot, you can drink it directly.

He didn't expect that a child who was only a little over three years old would be so thoughtful.

For Feng Pan, he has always been in debt in his heart.

Before Feng Pan was one and a half years old, he was a vegetable with only his grandmother taking care of him.

When he knew that there was this child, he had grown up strong.

During Feng Pan's growing up, he neglected a lot, and felt that he was already very sensible and could take care of himself, so he let Feng Pan grow freely.

Feng Pan is usually a little more sticky to Baiyao, and his relationship with him is always a little strange for some reason.

But this "strange" child has learned to take care of him in turn at an age when he should be taking care of him.

Feng Zhuojun's throat was a little dry, he didn't know what to say, and after waiting for a long time, he finally found his own voice from his throat.

"Thank you."

Feng Pan tilted his head: "You're welcome."

Bai Yao was taken to a hotel by the program crew.

In the hotel, he saw the parents of other children.

However, someone who surprised him also appeared here.

Song Lang.

There are also two other women who are the mothers of the children of the other two groups of guests.

He looked at Song Lang in surprise: "Why are you here?"

Song Lang laughed: "Man Le was selected by the program group, and was borrowed by the director for this program."

Mang Le is the child of Sister Song Lang's family, a girl who is also three years old this year.

Man Le's elder sister met a bad boy when she was young.

Later, after breaking up with the scumbag, my sister found out that she was pregnant.My elder sister was in poor health and was not suitable for abortion, so she decided to keep the child.Unfortunately, my sister passed away during childbirth.

The born child has always been handed over to Song Lang and Song Lang's mother to take care of.

Bai Yao seemed to have thought of something, and said to Song Lang, "I heard that Lu Mianchuan also participated in this program."

Song Lang hummed expressionlessly.

Bai Yao said again: "The child brought by Lu Lu can't be your little Mang Le."

Song Lang smiled undeniably: "It seems to be."

Baiyao let out a meaningful oh.

"Song Lang, you probably didn't do it on purpose, did you?"

Song Lang lowered his head, avoiding Baiyao's examining eyes.

"Why do you have to expose me?"

The children's mothers or guardians were gathered in a hotel.

They will have a new identity, that of observers.

Next, every move of the fathers with their babies will be transferred to the screen in front of them in the form of live broadcast.

Then the screen records their reactions.

Baiyao watched Feng Zhuojun bringing the baby on TV.

This is not bringing a baby, this is obviously a free range.

I don't know whether to be angry or laugh.

When he saw Feng Zhuojun took the thermos cup that Feng Pan handed him, Bai Yao took a special look at Feng Zhuojun's expression, and sure enough, he saw a trace of unnaturalness in his habitually serious face.

Perhaps, this is really an opportunity.

An opportunity for the children to get close to Feng Zhuojun.

While waiting for other guests, the three children sat on the stool and waited obediently, neither crying nor fussing.

After a while, a new face finally appeared in the camera.

Bai Yao said to Song Lang, "Lu Lu is here."

Song Lang hummed, and stared at the screen expressionlessly.

Lu Mianchuan was carrying two suitcases, and a little girl in pink half-sleeves was sitting on one of the suitcases.

The little girl hugged Lu Mianchuan's arm and let Lu Mianchuan drag her away.

Lu Mianchuan's exquisite face was sweating profusely from exhaustion, and the originally sleek clothes looked a bit unseemly after being tortured by life.

Lu Mianchuan regretted it in his heart right now, very regretful.

He thought all the dolls were as obedient as Bai Yao's.

Who knows that the daughter assigned by the program is not a little princess, she is clearly a little witch.

It's so annoying.

Seeing Feng Zhuojun from a distance, Lu Mianchuan finally saw the savior.

Shouted loudly: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng, help...help me get a suitcase."

Feng Zhuojun looked at Lu Mianchuan with a disgusted expression on his face.

But it was so miserable to see him, and the little sympathy in his heart made him condescend and stand up.

Behind him, Panpan walked towards Lu Mianchuan with Pingping and An'an.

When Mang Le saw Feng Zhuojun and the younger brothers behind him, he happily waved his shofar braids to say hello.

"Uncle Feng?"

Feng Zhuojun helped Lu Mianchuan take a suitcase.

Only after receiving it did I realize that the suitcase was full and heavy.

Man Le patted Lu Mianchuan's arm: "Uncle, Uncle, hug me down quickly."

With a stinky face, Lu Mianchuan gritted his teeth and said, "How many times have I said, call me brother."

Mang Le tilted his head: "But you are my intern father, calling you brother will mess up your seniority."

Lu Mianchuan didn't care.

He's still young, he's still a kid.

As a flow, he should never be called uncle.

Mang Le thought for a moment, then nodded.

"It's really not like uncle."

"Like...like the old man."

After speaking, Mang Le ran away like a nimble kitten.After running away, he turned around and made a face for Lu Mianchuan.

Of course Lu Mianchuan couldn't bear this kind of grievance, so he dragged the suitcase and chased Man Le.

"Don't run, say it again, little villain, when I catch you, I must throw you into the sea to feed the sharks."

Feng Zhuojun couldn't help thinking, if letting Mr. Lu stay by Baiyao's side, wouldn't it really affect his wife's IQ?

Song Lang watched this scene in front of the TV, and couldn't help laughing along with him.

Bai Yao asked him: "Lu Lu is cute."

Song Lang hummed: "Cute."

"He looks heartless. When he is hurt, he is actually more vulnerable than anyone else. He deserves to be cherished." Bai Yao said meaningfully.

Hearing Bai Yao's pointed words, Song Lang suppressed his smile: "I have a sense of proportion."

Lu Mianchuan chased Xiao Mangle for several laps. Although he was an adult, he was really tired because he still had a suitcase in his hand. For a while, he really failed to catch up with the little witch.

After running several laps, Lu Mianchuan stopped panting.

"A truce, a truce, if you apologize to me, I will forgive you."

"Slightly slightly slightly. No apology, just keep chasing me."

Lu Mianchuan had no strength at all, and sat directly on the suitcase.

"Hmph, run away, I won't chase anymore."

Since Lu Mianchuan appeared in the live broadcast room, the smile on the corner of his mouth has never stopped.

Even the mouth that laughed was about to cramp.

【Lu Mianchuan wants to laugh at me to death, and say the most embarrassing things in the most aggressive tone. 】

[Height 175, IQ 250 at first glance]

[hhhhh has really become a fan of Lu Mianchuan, and he doesn't have any idol baggage at all. He's just a fool. 】

After all the families are here, it is time to prepare to go to the island by boat.

But as we all know, if the program group does not engage in some moths, it will definitely not make people start easily.

Sure enough, the program team said they would check the suitcase.

Children's snacks and toys are not allowed.

Feng Zhuojun's family's suitcases are fine.

When Feng Zhuojun left, it was impossible for Feng Zhuojun to think of bringing toys for the children. Feng Pan and the three babies brought all the necessities because of the limited space in the suitcase.

The program group is like deliberately looking at how the babies will react when they take away the things they like.

In the end, there was really no other way, and they took out the milk powder that Pingping and An An usually had, and said, "You can't bring milk powder either."

Then Pingping and An'an remained expressionless.

You can take one and take it, we can eat other expressions.

Only Feng Pan frowned, feeling that the program crew seemed to be looking for something on purpose, and said, "My younger brothers are only one and a half years old."

The staff who confiscated the milk powder were also a little guilty, but they had to listen to the director's order and said, "The program team can provide it."

Feng Pan's expression resembled Feng Zhuojun's when he was serious.

"This milk powder is made from the milk of super-grade ewes raised in our own pasture. It is not sold outside. It is not picky eaters, but mainly because of its nutritional value. My younger brothers are still growing."

Feng Pan's words can't stop.

On the one hand, they put forward their demands reasonably, and on the other hand, they are also reminding the director that enough is enough, after all, they are the capital.