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

After the little leader indicated that he had passed the customs, Yuan Zheng took the hanger that Grandma Chen sent and clamped it.

Grandma Chen said: "Xiao Yuan, I'll go. It's hot today, so it's probably done until I go to bed at night."

This is good in summer, clothes and pants dry quickly.

"It's okay, I'll come." Yuan Zheng said, he was about to carry the little lotus root to the field, when Xu Feng strode over, "President Yuan, there is news from the French chateau."

Yuan Zheng held Xiaoou in his arms with one arm, and held the pillowcase hanger in the other hand. While walking towards the clothes drying place in the backyard, he asked Xu Feng, "What's the matter?"

Xu Feng followed behind them, swiped the tablet computer in hand, and said in English: "The winery of Saint-Emilion has been taken, you may need to spare some time to go there, there will be a simple handover ceremony if there is no accident. "

Located in Bordeaux, France, Saint-Emilion is famous for its rich wine.

Yuan Zheng looked down at the chubby little one in his arms, his expression seemed to be a little troubled, and he quickly said to Xu Feng: "I can't leave for a while, let the people in North America go, and set another time for the video conference."

"Understood." Xu Feng immediately acted according to the instructions.

Children's clothes of various colors were hanging on the drying rack, and Yuan Zheng put the pillowcases on it as well.

Xiaolian raised her little hand and pulled it evenly.

The thin pillowcase fluttered in the sun like a banner.

Although it was almost evening, the residual heat of the sun was still there, so Yuan Zheng retreated to the shade immediately after hanging it up.

He lightly poked the little one's round face: "Why do you always frown? You worry more than Uncle?"

Xiao Ou covered the place where her uncle poked her, shook her head, put her little hand on her uncle's shoulder, and asked curiously, "Did my uncle speak English to my uncle just now, right, uncle?"

Xiao Ou always listened to his brothers and sisters recite vocabulary and texts, and he could recite English. He knew that it was a test, which was very important.

Yuan Zheng smiled: "Yes, Xiao Ou wants to learn?"

Xiao Ou uttered a small milky voice of "uh", and thought about it seriously: "The teacher will teach you when you go to school, Xiao Ou will learn after school."

Yuan Zheng remembered some old things, and said to the little one in his arms: "Little Lotus, you know that your father is very talented in languages. He can not only speak English, but also French. He learned it when he was in college."

What he didn't reveal was that for his brother, he also learned French, but he was too busy with schoolwork at that time, and he only stopped at the stage of being able to understand and speak some short sentences.

When Xiao Ou heard that it was about her father, her ears pricked up: "Really, uncle? But...how is French, uncle? Can you speak it?"

On the bench at the end of the corridor, Yuan Zheng hugged Xiaoou and sat down, recalling the past, nodded and said: "Uncle is not as good as your father, he can only talk a little bit."

Even so, Xiao Ou's big eyes were full of admiration. He knelt down on the chair and grabbed the cuff of his uncle's T-shirt with his small hands: "Uncle, can you tell Xiao Ou to listen? Xiao Ou wants to hear it."

The cute little guy was completely irresistible, Yuan Zheng rubbed his hair, and softly spoke a somewhat unfamiliar language.

"Bébé, Jesuiston père."①

In a short sentence, Xiao Ou was surprised to find that French is such a gentle and beautiful language.

Xiao Ou grabbed his uncle's arm and asked, "What does Uncle mean?"

Yuan Zheng's arm rested on the little one's shoulders, and he said with a smile in the wind: "Uncle said, little lotus root is very cute, uncle likes little lotus root."

"Really?" Xiao Ou's eyes twinkled like stars, "Uncle is so amazing, Xiao Ou likes Uncle too!"

Yuan Zheng didn't expect that it turned out that this way he could get the little one's love.

It's a pity that he can't translate the meaning of the French sentence just now to Xiao Ou.

The two sat on the bench, Yuan Zheng leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, raised his knees slightly, his feet were childishly swaying like the little lotus root.

On this long and quiet summer afternoon, he remembered that he once lay on the mat in his brother's dormitory one summer. The electric fan in the dormitory was so small that it could only blow hot air. There is a large glass of iced lemonade, and the ice cubes in it are from Auntie Guan.

There were only the two of them in the four-person bedroom. He liked to make trouble with his brother, and he would never tire of forcing his brother to do something, but his brother would definitely scold him in a low voice, lightly, like tickling, which made him more excited.

Always sweat a lot.

Yuan Zheng closed his eyes at this moment, his mind was filled with the image of his brother raising his neck and muttering to drink ice lemonade, his tender and red lips enclosing the transparent glass, his Adam's apple rolling on his white neck...

"Uncle, look at the swing. Dad asked the worker uncle to set it up."

The childish voice interrupted Yuan Zheng's secret thoughts. He moved his palm from the small shoulder to the top of his head, and asked in an extremely soft voice: "Little lotus, is daddy okay?"

Xiao Ou was very sure of her father's concern and love for her, and nodded heavily: "Yeah!"

Yuan Zheng's nostrils twitched slightly, and he tried hard to restrain his gushing emotions: "Uncle, I will try to be good to Xiao Ou, will Xiao Ou trust Uncle?"

Xiao Ou turned her head, her little eyes were full of doubts.Dad treats him well, and uncle treats him well, it doesn't seem to be the same thing.

But Uncle said so, Xiao Ou also obediently said: "Okay, Uncle."

After Yuan Zheng took the children to catch the dolls, the installation workers arranged by Xu Feng also came to the door and installed a lot of new household appliances, not only the air conditioner, even the refrigerator in the kitchen was replaced with brand new ones.

The original old refrigerators took up space, so they were sent to unused empty rooms.

After Xiaolian learned about it, she ran to see the new refrigerator.

Yuan Zheng picked him up from behind and said, "Don't run, uncle will take you there."

The little one is really unsteady when running, like a small animal that has just learned to walk, but it still likes to flop.

As soon as Yuan Zheng walked outside the kitchen door, he heard Grandpa Chen and Grandma Chen chatting about things like "senile dementia", "serious", "doctor", and the old couple sighed again and again, as if they were very regretful.

After entering, Yuan Zheng put Xiaoou to study the new refrigerator. He asked Grandpa Chen, "Uncle Chen, who is sick? Do you need to see a doctor?"

Grandpa Chen was still a little unaccustomed to hearing Yuan Zheng calling himself that. It sounded a bit like Ye Nanzhou, but Yuan Zheng's voice was deeper, so it was easy to distinguish.

He nodded, because he was not sure whether Yuan Zheng knew about the relationship between Grandpa Tang and Xiao Ou, but simply said that they were an old friend.

Yuan Zheng said: "I have a friend who is developing well in the medical field in China. He has opened a private hospital and is also in the business of medical equipment. How many experts and doctors do he know? Look, do you need me to help you get in touch?"

"This..." Grandpa Chen glanced at Xiaolian standing at the door of the new refrigerator.

Xiao Ou is asking Grandma Chen about the situation of the new refrigerator. The refrigerator is too large, and it can almost fit a little him in it.

Grandpa Chen was a little hesitant. Logically, it seemed that Ye Nanzhou would be more appropriate to chat with Yuan Zheng?

He was undecided and didn't dare to answer, he just said: "I'll ask your brother when your brother gets off work. Xiao Yuan, you have a heart, thank you."

Yuan Zheng understood, and asked, "Is this old man also acquainted with my brother?"

Grandpa Chen nodded and didn't continue talking.

Yuan Zheng said instead: "Uncle Chen, then I will ask my friend about the situation directly. Don't mention it to my brother, I will handle this matter alone."

He explained, "My brother and I have an unresolved relationship. If he knew that I wanted to help, he might avoid me instead. It's not good for the patient, right?"

This was said so frankly that Grandpa Chen couldn't answer it all at once.

He thought about Old Tang's situation, and then thought about the importance of Old Tang's sobriety to Ye Nanzhou, and balanced the two: "Okay, then I will trouble you, Xiao Yuan."

When Yuan Zheng turned to talk to Xiao Ou, Grandpa Chen picked up the water glass for an ideological struggle:

What if Xiaoye finds out and doesn't like it?

Logically speaking, since Old Tang was so seriously ill, should his condition be the first consideration?

Xiaoye is not the kind of unreasonable person, so she shouldn't have to reject it, right?

Hey, what's wrong with these two brothers?

Was it so unpleasant?

Grandpa Chen shook his head, took a sip of the cool drink, feeling dry and hot.

Among the people waiting for Ye Nanzhou to get off work, now there is another Yuan Zheng.

He watched the little one in the activity room, and asked the little panda, "Did Dad get off work from the TV station?" for a while, and asked the giant panda, "Why hasn't Dad come home yet?"

Even when Tangtang came to play with Xiaoou, Xiaoou was listless.

Xiao Ou had so many interesting things happened today that she couldn't help but tell her father one by one.

Really can't wait, Xiao Ou ran to the iron gate and waited eagerly.

The person who accompanied him changed from Tang Tang to Yuan Zheng.

Yuan Zheng leaned against the blue iron door, his two straight legs looked extraordinarily slender, and he tapped the blue and white milk box beside him with his fingers, making "da, da, da" sounds one after another.

Xiao Ou raised her head, her big eyes were filled with grievance instantly: "Uncle, don't knock, okay, Xiao Ou heard it and became anxious."

He snorted, squatted on the ground, and rubbed his face with his hands.

Yuan Zheng took a step forward and put his feet under the little one's buttocks: "Sit on uncle's shoes."

Xiao Lotus was not too polite, with her little butt pressed against her big shoes, she looked melancholy at the sunset and sunset that dyed the sky pink and purple: "Grandpa Sun is going home."

Yuan Zheng lowered his head, admiring the cuteness of the little one who exploded: "Eunuch Sun didn't go home, he went to work in another place."

Xiao Ou was extremely puzzled, and raised her head to look at her uncle's face with great effort: "Don't Mr. Sun need to sleep?"

"No need." Yuan Zheng began to explain vividly that the earth is spherical, revolves around the sun, how day and night alternate, and so on.

Little lotus root was fascinated by it.

When Ye Nanzhou drove to the orphanage, he saw two figures in front of him.

Xiao Ou seemed to be sitting on the ground in front of Yuan Zheng, still talking with his head up, while Yuan Zheng lowered his head.

what happened?

Ye Nanzhou slowed down and drove over. Xiao Ou smiled and stood up, jumping up and down with his arms open.

And Yuan Zheng...

Ye Nanzhou withdrew his gaze and tried to focus his attention on the little baby.

Xiao Ou obediently waited for her father to park the car, and then rushed over, "Dad, Dad is finally home! Xiao Ou misses you so much!" He hugged his father's neck and shoulders very hard.

Yuan Zheng thought enviously, it turned out that it wasn't just yesterday, it turned out that every day, the little one would throw himself into his brother's arms so cheerfully and full of attachment.

Ye Nanzhou smiled softly and said, "Daddy misses baby too. Daddy bought some fruit for baby."

He took out a large box of hardcover mangoes from the trunk.

Xiaolian really likes Dad's trunk, every time he opens it, there are surprises!

Yuan Zheng took the initiative to pick up the mango box, and said in a low voice, "Brother, I'll take it, and you hold the lotus root."

The appearance of his brother smiling in a warm spring breeze really exudes an elegant and charming atmosphere from the bottom of his bones.

Unfortunately, not smiling at him.

Ye Nanzhou didn't refuse, and walked ahead with Xiaoou in his arms, and couldn't help but kiss the baby's little face: "Baby, dad kisses."

Xiao Ou eagerly leaned over, pursed her mouth and gave her father two hard "baws" on the face: "Xiao Ou wants to kiss Daddy's baby too."

The father and son smiled sweetly.

Yuan Zheng, who was a few steps behind, looked at this scene, feeling uneasy.

He noticed that at some point there was a dog at the door.

It is hot.

It is said that a dog that has been raised for a long time understands human nature.

At this moment, Tang Tang seems to be looking at Yuan Zheng with a kind of "compassionate" eyes.

The author has something to say: Note ①:

"Bébé, Jesuistonpère." Chinese means: baby, I am your father.