The cute cub is weak and helpless, and does not want to become popular [Entertainment Circle]

Xiaolian was happily raking potatoes with a small wooden shovel when she heard a soft call.

"baby."

"Huh?" Xiao Ou held the small wooden shovel, twisted her buttocks and turned around slowly, and when she saw the smiling man, she yelled crisply, "Ah! Dad!"

The head was twisted too far, the center of gravity of the small body was unstable, and it fell into the potato pit with a click, the little hands and feet dangling in the sky, and the small shovel flew out.

Fortunately, the potato field is soft and there are no stones. Xiaolian's butt must not hurt, and he just smiles foolishly.

Ye Nanzhou ran forward to pick up the baby, and gently brushed off the mud on his pants and clothes: "Does it hurt baby?"

Little lotus rubbed his face with the hand that touched the potato just now, and there is still a little mud on his fleshy face, which is simple and cute.

Ye Nanzhou couldn't help but kiss the baby on the face.

Xiao Lotus rubbed against her father's cheek: "Papa who doesn't hurt."

He reached out to reach for the small shovel on the ground, and his father moved quickly and got it with a long arm.

Ye Nanzhou asked Xiao Ou to take a small shovel, he carried a potato basket, and the father and son went back to the yard.

Little lotus root lay firmly on her father's shoulder, looking at the clouds in the sky, and then at her father's face. She happily closed her eyes and kissed her father's neck. Her little hand waved the small wooden shovel unconsciously and full of joy.

yard.

Grandpa Chen was washing his hands by the sink, turned off the faucet, went forward to take the basket, asked Ye Nanzhou to take Xiaoou to wash his hands and feet, and said with a smile: "Xiaoye, you still took Xiaoou out, if I had known, I wouldn't have let Xiaoou go to the ground gone."

Little lotus root was like a little rabbit, with pointed ears pricked up, and hurriedly asked: "Going out, dad? Where are you going?"

Ye Nanzhou nodded his nose: "Go and take pictures."

"Yeah!" Xiaoou smacked heavily against his father, excited and anxious, "Dad, wash Xiaoou quickly."

He struggled to the ground and was placed by his father on the laundry table by the sink.

Ye Nanzhou slowly supported the baby: "Father will help you wash it, it doesn't matter if it's a little slower. The appointment time with your father hasn't arrived yet."

Grandpa Chen handed over a towel.

After getting wet, Ye Nanzhou gently wiped the mud off Xiaolian's face.

The child's face is very soft and tender, it seems that it will turn red with a little force, and the skin of the little lotus root is especially fair and tender, and the chubby flesh on the face trembles every time it is rubbed.

Ye Nanzhou couldn't help but think, what a delicate and lovely little lotus must have been when he was just born a month or two ago.

Too bad he couldn't see it.

If time can be turned back, he hopes to go back to that rainy night when the dispute occurred.

Maybe he will use a more tactful way, first agree to Ye Jianping, and then find an excuse to leave, at least give himself some buffer time, so that the child can be born smoothly.

Unfortunately, it is impossible to start all over again.

All he can do now is to cherish every minute and every second he spends with Xiaoou.

Xiao Ou sat down obediently, raised her little face, let her father gently wipe her cheeks, and washed her little hands.

He tried his best to cross his fingers with his two little hands, trying to clasp half of his father's palm, and rubbed his palm against his father's hand. The slightly cool water flowed on their hands, which was very comfortable.

Ye Nanzhou gently dug his five fingers into the short and soft fingers of the baby lotus root. He couldn't fully dunk it in, but the big hand holding the small hand felt very good.

Xiao Ou observed carefully, and poked Dad's fingertips with the other hand: "Dad's hands are so big, and his fingers are so long."

Ye Nanzhou let go of his hand and helped Xiaolian take off his small shoes: "When Xiaolian grows up, his palms will also become bigger and his fingers will become longer."

Xiao Ou tilted his head and meditated quietly, and waited for his father to help him wash his feet before he asked: "Dad, but Xiao Ou likes small hands and feet, can you not make them bigger? "

He twisted his wrists in front of Dad, and wobbled his little feet.

While eagerly longing to become an adult, at the same time feel that small hands and feet are very good.

It's so contradictory, aren't there adults with small hands and feet?

Ye Nanzhou thought, Xiao Ou must not know how cute her unconscious little actions are.He picked up the baby: "Then don't get bigger, it's cuter now, isn't it?"

"Hmm~" Xiao Ou put her arms around her father's shoulders, and went into the bedroom to change clothes together.

Ye Nanzhou changed Xiaolian into a light green t-shirt and off-white shorts, looking refreshing.

Xiaolian pointed to the Xingxing round-toed canvas shoes: "Xiaolian wants to wear the little shoes from Dad, how about Dad?"

"it is good."

Ye Nanzhou took the shoes off the shelf and picked up a pair of clean white socks. He was going to take the baby to buy some clothes and shoes after taking photos.

He still feels that he doesn't spend enough time with his baby every day, and he has no experience in taking care of children, so he can't do many things right away, and can only improve slowly as he lives and gets along with each other.

Xiao Ou wanted to put on socks by himself, but his father insisted on helping him put them on, so he happily raised his soft little feet.

Ye Nanzhou pinched the baby's little toe, and compared it with his thumbnail: "Baby's feet are really small."

The heel of his palm was attached to the baby's heel, and he could hold the chubby white tender feet with his five fingers. He joked softly, "Like a white glutinous rice dumpling."

Little lotus root knows that zongzi, grandma will make two or three times a year, and each time there are quite a lot of them, you can eat them for a while.

His big toe moved, and he asked suspiciously, "Huh? Zongzi? Isn't daddy's Zongzi pointed?"

Ye Nanzhou smiled slightly: "There are also long ones, like pillows. Dad will buy them for you next time, okay?"

Hearing this, Xiao Lotus asked curiously, "Is it sweet? Or fleshy?"

The zongzi made by Grandma Chen include fresh meat zongzi and candied date zongzi, both of which Xiaolian loves.

"It's sweet, you can dip it in sugar to eat." Ye Nanzhou pinched his chubby face and saw his eyes sparkling, as if two sweet and soft zongzi appeared in an instant, "Baby, do you want to eat zongzi?"

"Hmm..." Xiao Ou threw herself into Dad's arms with a crooked body, and whispered softly, "Dad, Xiao Ou wants to eat."

Dad is so powerful that he can see through his little thoughts at a glance.

Ye Nanzhou hugged him and stood on the bed: "We're going to eat zongzi now."

"Really?" Xiao Ou couldn't believe it, "Can I eat it right away? Dad, you can't lie to Xiao Ou."

Ye Nanzhou found that Xiaoou always seemed to be uncertain about what he said, and always said "You can't lie to Xiaoou", as if when an adult spoke, he had already placed full expectations and was very worried about this kind of thing. Frustrated expectations.

How could he be willing to let the little lotus root baby's expectations fail?She hugged the baby and kissed her cheek heavily: "Go! Let's eat zongzi now."

Xiao Ou was very excited: "Father is so kind."

Both father and son were dressed, and Xiao Ou took his father's big hand to go out together.

It was still early, and the other children didn't arrive home. Grandma Chen stood at the bottom of the corridor and said, "Xiaoye, don't be too late, go home early."

Xiao Lotus replied instead of her father: "Got it, grandma, goodbye grandma."

He lay on his father's shoulder and waved to Tang Tang, "Bye by Tang Tang!"

The hot, round black eyes turned suddenly, turned around and flicked the short tail at him.

Xiao Ou hugged her father's neck and smiled lightly: "Tang Tang must also want to go out to play, Dad, can we take Tang Tang out to play?"

He felt a little embarrassed when he thought of his brothers and sisters.

After he found his father, he often went out to play, but his sisters and brothers did not.

Ye Nanzhou opened the car door, escorted the baby into the car, and put on the seat belt.He put his arm on the top of the safety seat, brushed Xiaolian's thin and soft bangs with the other hand, and said softly: "Baby, Dad will arrange for everyone, grandparents, brothers and sisters to go out and play together in a few days, okay?" good?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Ou held the seat belt with her two small hands, raised her little feet, and was very happy.He raised his chin, pouted his lips and said eagerly, "Dad, Dad, come here for a while."

Ye Nanzhou thought that the baby was going to whisper to him, so he bowed his head slightly. As soon as he got closer, he was "booed" hard by the baby.

"I like Dad!" Xiao Ou felt that these words could be said a hundred or ten thousand times, and she would never get tired of them.

Ye Nanzhou got the little baby's kiss, and nodded his little nose lovingly.

On the evening peak roads that are prone to traffic jams, the car runs particularly smoothly.

Although Xiaolian is sitting on the safety seat in the back row, Xiaozui keeps asking questions. He cares about everything about Dad: Dad's work, what Dad had for lunch, Brother Xiaoding, everything about his little head Basically, everything that can be thought of here is searched and asked.

Ye Nanzhou patiently answered every little question that sounded childish.

After Xiao Ou really couldn't think of any topic to ask, it turned into Ye Nanzhou to ask him what happened today.

Xiao Ou likes to respond to his father while thinking. The little things he does during the day become extremely important at this moment, because it is what his father wants to hear. He speaks very seriously and carefully, and occasionally thinks of adding one or two small details .

When Grandma Chen was mentioned, Xiao Ou suddenly remembered something, frowned and said nothing.

It happened to be a red light, Ye Nanzhou looked back at him: "Honey? What's wrong with grandma?"

Xiao Ou narrowed his eyes and said, "Dad, grandma always blinks like this." He blinked quickly, which seemed a bit excessive.

Ye Nanzhou asked: "Is it today? Or these two days?"

He didn't look at Grandma Chen carefully today, and didn't notice her eyes.

Xiao Ou pouted: "Xiao Ou doesn't know either, but she blinked very quickly today."

Ye Nanzhou thought that Grandma Chen had to do needlework and housework on weekdays, so maybe she used her eyes too much.

He said: "baby, dad will pay attention to grandma when he comes home at night. If grandma's eyes are uncomfortable, dad will send grandma to the hospital to see a doctor, okay? Don't worry, baby. "

"Yeah!" Xiao Ou felt relieved, and continued to talk about other things.

Ye Nanzhou ordered a traditional Chinese restaurant. After entering the box, the waiter helped to fetch the child seat.

Xiao Lotus sat in the tall chair, her little finger pressing on the lotus pattern on the armrest.

The waiter poured tea for them, and then asked hesitantly in a low voice, "Excuse me, is this Xiaolian and Xiaolian's... father?"

"Huh?" Xiao Ou, who looked down at the pattern, immediately raised his head and looked at the young brother with a big smile on his face, "Yes."

Pointing to his father in front of him, he warmly introduced, "It's Xiaoou's father!"

Seeing Baby's smiling face, Ye Nanzhou understood that he did nothing wrong in rushing to reveal the relationship.He said to the waiter, "Hello."

As soon as they came in, the waiter was amazed by Xiaoou's father's gentle and elegant demeanor.

They do catering services, and they see as many customers as running water every day, and they can basically get a general situation of each other by looking at them three or four times. Obviously, Xiao Ou's father should be a well-mannered person.

The waiter was a little nervous with a small teapot in his hand, but asked Ye Nanzhou very politely: "Excuse me, can I take a photo with Xiaoou?"

Ye Nanzhou asked Xiao Ou: "Baby, brother wants to take a photo with you, would you like to?"

"Hmm~" Xiao Ou bulged her cheeks, and frowned.

Ye Nanzhou helped them take photos, and when the waiter asked if they could post them on social platforms, he said: "You can post them, but don't reveal too much personal information, is that okay?"

"Okay, thank you." The waiter looked at Xiaoou with a smile, "Thank you, Xiaoou!"

Xiao Ou smiled and poked his swollen cheek. In fact, he didn't understand why he would be "thank you" every time he took a photo, but he didn't struggle too much.

After the waiter left, Xiaoou eagerly said to her father, "Dad, Dad, look at Xiaoou, look at Xiaoou!"

Ye Nanzhou looked at the baby tenderly: "Dad is watching."

Satisfied, Xiaolian puffed up the left half of her cheek, and poked the most bulging part with her little finger. Slowly, the left cheek was suffocated like a balloon leaking air, but the right side began to bulge slowly, and then used her right index finger to Poke the cheek on the right side, and hold back on the right side.

With the cheeks on both sides puffing up one by one, Xiao Ou's two big eyes widened strangely, as if surprised that he could perform such an interesting "magic".

Ye Nanzhou was so cute by Xiaoou's childish behavior, he hugged him and kissed him heartily: "Daddy's baby is really amazing."

Xiaolian took her father's hand and poked her father's cheek: "Dad, this is very simple. Xiaoou can teach Dad! Dad, can you learn it?"

His star-like eyes are full of anticipation, hoping that his father can join his little game.

"Okay." Ye Nanzhou pretended not to know how to play this game, and at the same time puffed up his cheeks, which were immediately covered by Xiaolian's small palms.

Xiao Ou jumped forward excitedly, sticking to her father's round face: "Dad is so cute! Very, very cute!"

Ye Nanzhou smiled and said, "Be good, baby, sit down and be careful not to knock."

The child's dining seat is made of wood, which is very hard, and it is easy to entangle a child.

Xiao Ou's arm rested on her father's shoulder, her little head was next to his face, and she shook her head: "Dad, Xiao Ou wants to hug Dad, it will be fine in a while."

If it wasn't for the upcoming meal, Ye Nanzhou would really like to hug the baby all the time.

Before, Grandma Chen specifically told him in private that Xiao Ou had to eat by herself.

In many respects, as a father, he can't spoil Xiaolian too much just because he wants to be good to Xiaolian, otherwise it will be easy for Xiaolian to develop unnecessary bad habits, which will be detrimental to Xiaolian's growth.

Although Ye Nanzhou had no experience in raising children, he also understood that what Grandma Chen said was right.

The love he wants to give out does not necessarily mean being good to Xiao Ou, the method is still very important.

When the food started, the waiter brought out wooden cutlery for children.

A small round wooden spoon, the handle part is the head of a cat, and there are two small pointed ears, which the little lotus root loves to play with.

Ye Nanzhou helped him pick up vegetables and asked, "Does baby like this spoon?"

"Well, it's a kitten." Xiaolian likes this spoon, and it tastes even better when eating with it. He can eat all the dishes his father put in for him.

Ye Nanzhou deliberately asked: "Baby has a spoon from Kitten, have you forgotten what you said you wanted to eat just now?"

"Huh?" Xiao Lotus reacted a little dumbfounded, blinking cutely, her little brain turned quickly, "Zongzi! Dad!"

Ye Nanzhou smiled, and brought the white glutinous rice dumplings that had been specially hidden just now to the table from the other side.

On a long piece of dark grass-green refractory leaves, there are three extraordinarily small glutinous rice dumplings, smaller than the palm of a small lotus root, like white and fat snow dolls, and the other is a small rice dumpling that has not been opened, but Also steaming.

Xiao Ou was very surprised: "Dad, the little zongzi is too cute!"

He has grown up so much, and he has never seen such a delicate little rice dumpling, which seems to be specially made for children.

On the round plate where the glutinous rice dumplings are placed, there is also a small shallow dish filled with crystal clear white sugar.

The little lotus root was inconceivable, she stretched out her five fingers to cover a rice dumpling, comparing the size, she was amazed: "Dad, do you really want to eat it? But it's so small, why is it so small?"

It was so small that he was reluctant to eat it.

Ye Nanzhou picked up the unopened zongzi, with a small piece of string on it, for the baby to carry and play with.

"It's a special kind of zongzi, just like the one with meat. Because it's too small, there's nothing else in it, so dip it in sugar and eat it."

Xiaolian understood very well, nodded her head and said, "It's too small, so you can't put it in, right? Just like Xiaolian's belly, you can't put a lot of things in it."

He picked up the small rice dumpling, poked the sharp corner, and it started to shake.

Xiao Ou thinks of the little deer on the bedside at home, it is also small and delicate, which makes him especially fond of it.

Ye Nanzhou smiled, took some zongzi with a spoon, dipped them in sugar, and brought them to Xiaolian's mouth.

Little Lotus didn't even wait for her father to speak, she opened her small mouth and ate the hot soft glutinous rice in one bite, expressing her joy vaguely: "Dad, it's delicious, sweet."

He held the small rice dumpling in one hand, and pressed down on the other small rice dumpling with a spoon in the other, trying to send some rice dumplings to his father.

But the zongzi is made of glutinous rice, so it is so tough that a small spoon can't press it down.

The witty little lotus root used two chopsticks to insert into the small rice dumpling, lifted it unsteadily to the white sugar plate and dipped it in fine white granulated sugar, and said in front of Dad, "Dad, eat."

Ye Nanzhou found out that his little lotus root baby seems to like to share delicious food with him, honeydew melon, steamed eggs, everything he thinks is delicious, he always shares it with himself.

Maybe this is a way of expressing love.

Ye Nanzhou naturally wouldn't refuse, and took a bite willingly: "It's delicious." He took the chopsticks and put the rice dumplings into his bowl.

After Xiaolian took back the chopsticks, he inserted the one he ate just now, dipped it in sugar, and ate it in small bites.

"Eat slowly, baby, don't worry." Ye Nanzhou was afraid that the zongzi would be too sticky to the teeth, and worried that the lotus root would not be digested at night after eating too much. "If we can't finish it, we can pack it home. Dad asked the chef to prepare a lot. Take it home to grandparents and them."

"Yeah." Xiao Ou nodded holding up the zongzi, so happy that he wanted to jump up and down. After eating, he asked softly, "Dad, can you give brother Lu Lu a little zongzi too? Brother You might like to eat it too."

As if worried about his father's disapproval, he pinched one of his father's fingers and tugged, "Dad, are you okay?"

"Okay." Ye Nanzhou already understands that this is Baby's special habit of being coquettish, "Otherwise, Dad will help you contact Uncle Liu and ask Brother Lu Lu when he can play with Baby? By the way, Baby will also give you the little pillow we bought earlier. Brother Lu Lu?"

"Oh! There is also a small pillow! Good." Xiao Ou looked at her father expectantly.

His father is really obedient to him, and he is understanding, gentle and handsome!

Perfect dad!

When Ye Nanzhou took out his mobile phone to contact Uncle Liu, Xiao Ou rested his chin on both palms and stared at his father without blinking.

Ye Nanzhou first sent a text message to Uncle Liu, and soon Uncle Liu called back.

They communicate briefly about what the two little guys will play together tomorrow.

Ye Nanzhou thought that Xiao Ou was anxiously waiting for the result of the call, so he hung up the phone and said, "Baby, Uncle Liu said that he will come to pick you up from the orphanage tomorrow, so you can live broadcast at brother's house, okay?"

Xiao Ou didn't say a word, she squeezed her small red mouth, and still looked at her father with bright eyes.

"What's wrong? Is there something on Dad's face?" Ye Nanzhou touched the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Ou shook her head, and asked in a soft and sweet tone: "Xiao Ou never thought that he would have such a good father, Dad, is it true that Xiao Ou is not dreaming?"

Ye Nanzhou: "..."

He was so happy that it was hard to describe, he got up and took the baby out of the chair, hugged him in his arms, lowered his head and kissed his little face: "Father should be kind to the baby, because the baby is also very good."

Xiao Ou put her face on her father's chest, twisted her body and rubbed against her father snoring, and confessed in a low voice: "Xiao Ou wants to be with Dad forever!"

"Father too." Ye Nanzhou was coaxed by the baby as if drinking honey water, and his heart was so sweet and warm. "Be good, baby, eat the food first, and let's take pictures."

"Oh!" Xiaolian sat on her father's lap, reached for the little spoon, and muttered softly to herself, "Xiaolian is a good baby, and Xiaolian eats by herself."

He scooped up a spoonful of the meatball sauce and stirred it in the rice. Just like that, he ate with great joy.

Grandma Chen is right, Xiaoou is a good feeder.

Ye Nanzhou approached Baby, and asked tentatively, "Baby, can Dad eat your bibimbap? It looks delicious."

Xiao Ou is willing to share everything with his father, he was about to use a spoon to pick it up, when he saw his father took his own spoon, he obediently switched to his father's big spoon, and scooped up a big spoon for his father: "Ah, Dad, open your mouth. "

When Ye Nanzhou ate the rice with sauce, he was surprised to find that the rice with sauce was really good.

His baby turned out to be a little "gourmet".

After Xiaolian finished her small portion of rice, she sat on her father's lap and waited quietly for her father to finish eating.

He folded the big paper towels, wiped his small mouth, and then gave one to his father.

When the paper towel was handed out, Xiao Lotus took the paper towel and wiped it for her father.

It was hard for Ye Nanzhou not to be moved. He hugged the baby and let him wipe the corners of his mouth. His cute little face was right in front of his eyes.

If possible, he hoped that Xiao Lotus would never grow up, and that they would always maintain their sweet appearance at this moment.

Xiao Lotus put the tissue on the table, and sat obediently on her father's lap: "Dad, shall we take a photo?"

Just after asking, she seemed a little shy, and said to her father tiredly, "Dad, what should I do if the photo of Xiaoou looks ugly?"

Ye Nanzhou smiled: "Father's baby is very beautiful, it won't be ugly."

Xiao Ou squinted her eyes to observe her father carefully, but his father was so handsome.

If only he could grow up to be as good-looking as his father.

Maybe it was talking about taking pictures, or maybe it was because of "handsomeness", Xiao Ou asked suddenly: "Dad, uncle's little photo is very beautiful, why hide it?"

Ye Nanzhou thought, he still couldn't escape answering this question.He said softly, "Because Uncle didn't know that Dad had this photo, and Dad didn't want Uncle to know, so Dad hid it."

"Oh~ it's like this."

Xiao Ou didn't want her father to know that she used a bottle to collect her father's hair, so she hid the small bottle, and her father also hid the small photo.

It sounded easy to understand, and Xiao Ou accepted the explanation smoothly.

Xiao Ou asked again: "Why doesn't Dad want Uncle to know that there are photos?"

Aren't the photos beautiful?

Ye Nanzhou nodded the tip of the curious baby's nose: "Because my uncle thinks the photo makes him ugly, so I don't like this photo."

"Ah?!" Xiao Ou thought, it turns out that uncle, like himself, would be worried that the photos he took would not look good.

Ye Nanzhou took out a mask with small cartoon patterns: "Honey, we have to take pictures."

"Yeah." Xiao Ou thought of grandma's advice, "Dad, grandma said, we have to go home early!"

After paying the bill, the waiter handed Ye Nanzhou the food that needed to be packed, and waved to Xiaolian: "Goodbye, Xiaolian! Come back next time, okay?"

Xiao Ou smiled at the sister through the mask: "Bye, sister."

Ye Nanzhou picked up a few paper bags, looked at the contents, and asked, "It seems that there is an extra copy?"

The waiter pursed his lips and smiled: "Yes, this is the sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root that our store manager said to give to Xiao Ou. You can take it home and put it in the refrigerator. Just warm it up when you eat it tomorrow."

Xiao Ou heard the word "sugar lotus root", and looked at her sister alertly: "What candy lotus root, sister?"

The waiter said: "It's candied lotus root sprinkled with sweet-scented osmanthus, I hope the little lotus root likes it."

Xiao Ou has never eaten sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root, her eyes are full of gratitude: "Thank you sister!"

Ye Nanzhou also thanked him softly, his kindness was heartfelt.

The father and son went out of the box with smiles on their faces. Just in time, several people walked towards them talking and laughing happily. The leader was a young man in a blue POLO shirt.

Ye Nanzhou's memory is pretty good, even though he only met once, he can still recognize that the person on the other side is an "old acquaintance".

It's just that compared to the stunned face of the other party, Ye Nanzhou looked extremely indifferent, still talking softly to the baby in his arms.

Instead, the young man overreacted. The friend beside him looked forward and noticed the father and son with outstanding temperament.

When the two people passed by, Xiaoou hugged her father's neck and said coquettishly, "Dad, shall we eat candied lotus root tomorrow?"

After the father and son walked away, the friend lowered his voice and asked the young man suspiciously: "What's wrong with Mr. Qian? Do you know the man just now?"

Qian Yueqing is more than an acquaintance?

He was struck by lightning—

Ye Nanzhou is actually in Rongcheng?

And the child called Dad in his arms looks small, at most three or four years old.

Damn it, does Yuan Zheng know about this?