The daily life of the villain's father raising cubs

Bozai looked down at the ball at his feet, then looked up at the two cans of grape jam not far away.

He lowered his little head in low self-esteem, his little fat face was flushed red.

Sure enough, he still lost.

It's a shame to lose.

The little fat man looked down at his protruding belly, tears of humiliation rolled in his eyes, angry and ashamed.

His flesh and blood are of no use at critical moments.

Bo Zai stood there with his head bowed, his little back was pitiful and dejected.

Xie Yishu didn't expect Fat Cub to throw the ball like this.

He glanced at Gu Yanzhi for help, and found that the father was smiling quite happily.

Xie Yishu: "...?"

Xie Yishu gave Gu Yanzhi a very righteous look.

Although the results thrown by the little chubby cub really made people laugh, but laughing so openly would hurt the child's self-esteem too much.

Gu Yanzhi received Xie Yishu's warning stare, his face restrained his smile, but his mood got better.

He took a jar of grape jam from Xie Yishu's hand, whispered "Leave it to me" in the young man's ear, and walked towards the little fat man after speaking.

Xie Yishu breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Yanzhi has more experience than him, so he can rest assured that this matter will be handed over to Gu Yanzhi.

Bo Zai saw a pair of black shoes through tears.

is the father.

Not mother, nor brother Xiao Zhi.

With tears in his eyes, the chubby boy said softly, "Father, let's go, Bo Zai is..." Bo Zai is a little man.

Strong little men need no consolation when they fail.

Before he finished speaking, he saw his father squatting down, taking the ball away, and silently putting the grape jam at his feet.

Very excessively, put it against his little boots.

... did not comfort him.

He was just being stubborn, and he actually wanted to comfort him.

The little chubby boy's eyelashes trembled, and small round tears fell down.

Gu Yanzhi originally wanted to tease his son, but he didn't expect to make him cry.

He has experience in other fields, but this is really the first time for Douku.For a moment, Gu Yanzhi was also at a loss.Thinking that Xie Yishu was still watching from the side, after thinking about it, he raised his hand and rubbed Bo Zai's head, and said in a deep voice, "Don't cry."

The little fat man's tears fell even more fiercely.

Xie Yishu: "..."

He reassured too soon.

It's just that it's too late to realize this now, the position of the ball has been replaced by grape jam.

The visual impact brought by the three cans of grape sauce facing each other was greater than before, and Brother Gu's "don't cry" was the last straw that crushed the little fat man.

The little fat man couldn't bear it anymore, quickly raised his hand to cover his face, moved his short legs, and ran towards Xie Yishu.

Seeing this, Xie Yishu quickly squatted down.

Bo Zai slammed into his arms, buried his face in his shoulder, and refused to raise his head.

The least strong little man has just failed.

Now I urgently need the hug comfort from my mother.

Xie Yishu stroked his hair and asked him: "Boy boy, can you try again?"

The chubby face buried on his shoulders shook violently.The little fat man tried his best to hug him, rejecting his mother's proposal with practical actions.

Not good, not good.

Xie Yishu coaxed him: "Try again, use the trick that Dad taught you, and throw it again. Dad's trick is very powerful, and Dad has never told anyone, even my father doesn't know..."

The fat cub's little ears trembled.

A trick that even my father doesn't know?

The little fat man was moved.

Seeing that it worked, Xie Yishu continued: "Bozai's aura just now was very good. It's just that he didn't use the right method, so he couldn't throw it far. Dad will tell you the trick. Bozai can use Dad's trick to throw it again, okay? ?”

The little fat cub hesitated, then nodded.

He raised his head, with wet tears still on his chubby face, looked at Xie Yishu, put the chubby hand in his, and said to him seriously: "Abba, Bozai doesn't believe in me .”

"But Bozai believes in Dad."

The fiasco just now made the little fat man lose confidence in himself.

But he still believed in his mother.Mother said that if you can throw it far with tricks, then you can definitely throw it far.

The little fat man looked at Xie Yishu with admiration and trust.

Xie Yishu's heart was extremely soft. She squeezed Bozai's little fat claws and attached them to his ears, teaching him the "sliding shot put method".

With your back to the throwing area, use your right leg as a fulcrum and lift your left foot back slightly.

Take a step back while rotating your upper body, throwing the shot put in your hand.

This is a common method given by 001 for beginners. The principle is explained very complicated by it, using a bunch of terms from other worlds such as "acceleration" and "inertia".

Xie Yishu tried to understand it, only to realize that what 001 was talking about was actually the "borrowing force" in "The Sutra".

——The wise man uses his strength to act, and the wise man uses his strength to act.

——It is helpful to follow the trend and not go against the sky.

These are two sentences engraved on the big stone in front of Muxi Pavilion.

This may be a bit esoteric for a five-year-old child.

Xie Yishu rubbed Bo Zai's little head, hoping that today's "throwing shot put" can make the little fat man understand this sentence.

As a five-year-old boy, Little Fat Cub really has his own way.

Xie Yishu soon discovered another chubby boy's shining point: his sense of rules is particularly strong.

Bozai is five years old, the youngest, everyone subconsciously gives way to him more or less.

Xie Yishu's original intention was that the ball just now does not count, and Bozai can throw it again.Lin Zhi also thought so, so after Uncle Gu gave him the grape sauce and the ball, he changed hands and stuffed these two things directly into the hands of the fat boy.

"Brother Bozai, you can throw it again."

But the little fat man shook his head in a principled way: "The game just now is over, Bo Zai lost."

"Father said that Bo Zai is a little man, and the little man is willing to gamble and admit defeat."

He returned the ball and grape jam to Lin Zhi: "Abba also passed on the secret to Bo Zai, and Bo Zai will win back the grape jam later."

After a pause, Bozai raised his chubby face to look at Xie Yishu, seeking affirmation from him with some awkwardness: "Right, Dad."

The little fat man's self-confidence has not yet been regained.

He is like a paper lantern now, when Xie Yishu blows, he becomes a little more bulging.

Xie Yishu said with certainty: "Yes."

The little paper lantern bulged a little.

"Abba believes in Bo Zai, Bo Zai is very good, and he can win back the grape jam in the next game."

The little paper lanterns bulged a little more.

Seeing this, Lin Zhi also nodded: "Then I'll vote."

The grape sauce used for positioning in the first game was taken aside by Gu Yanzhi.After one game, Lin Zhi had five cans of grape sauce.Three cans for Gu Yanzhi and one can for Bo Zai.

Standing behind the throwing line, Lin Zhi hesitated.It's not that he doesn't believe in Brother Fat Boy, it's just...Lin Zhi threw the ball forward, not as far as the first time, but it didn't make people see the trace of water at a glance.

It's just that there's a just in case.

He didn't want his younger brother to be out so early.

Lin Zhi handed the ball to Gu Yanzhi.

He knew that Uncle Gu had put water on the ball before.This ball is estimated to release water.As long as Uncle Gu is thrown in the same place as he was just like before, the fat boy's game should be stable.

Lin Zhi stepped back to watch.

Watching the ball in Uncle Gu's hand turn red.A red light flashed, and the ball flew far away, smashing a fresh small hole beside the small hole that hadn't been filled in before.

...and didn't deliberately let it go.

Lin Zhi looked at the fat boy with some worry.

Brother Fat Cub has already played.

With his back to the throwing line, and holding the ball with his eyes closed, he looked like he was fighting to the death.

The upper body is leaning forward slightly, and the chubby legs are slightly raised back...it's time to start throwing the ball!Lin Zhi held his breath nervously, clenched his small fists, and exerted strength secretly.As if in this way, the strength of the whole body can be transferred to the fat brother to help him.

Be sure to throw it farther than him!

Lin Zhi prayed in his heart, and in the next second he saw the fat boy's little body swaying back and forth, slamming, and fell to the ground unsteadily.

He was facing the chubby little brother, so he could see the bewilderment written on that little chubby face.

Lin Zhi closed his eyes in despair.

one second.two seconds.

The imaginary sound of kicking legs did not sound, nor did I hear the wailing of the fat cub brother.

Lin Zhi opened his eyes, and found that the fat boy had stood up by himself, posing in the same posture as before.

On Xiaopang's face was a determination he had never seen before.

Lin Zhi suddenly felt that the fat boy might really be able to throw it very far this time.

Far, far away, farther than him and Uncle Gu.

Then I saw the fat cub brother stumbling forward several steps.

He paused, stabilized his body, and backed up to the original position.

Lin Zhi blinked slowly, somewhat in disbelief.

But the younger brother Fat Zai's face remained unchanged, and he repositioned himself, with his upper body leaning forward and his left leg slightly raised back. Looking from the side, he looked professional and handsome.

It's just that he was handsome for only a second, and then he was unsteady, and fell forward with a rattling sound.

Lin Zhi: "...Woo."

He should close his eyes in despair.

Fourth time, fifth time, sixth time.

Finally came the seventh attempt.

Bozai didn't keep the other three waiting.

He quickly mastered this technique, took a small step backwards, turned forward when his left foot landed, and threw the ball in his hand hard with a "ha".

The ball flew through the air over a jar of grape jam and then over a second jar.

It fell heavily to the ground and rolled forward for a long distance.

Poppy blinked.

He won! !

"Abba, Aba!" The little fat man was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself, he ran to the side of the little ball, opened his arms wide, and said, "Abba! Father! Brother Xiaozhi! Look! It's so far away! "

Pop Cub threw it so far!

The little fat man blushed with excitement.

Xie Yishu immediately praised with a smile: "Bo Zai is great!"

Lin Zhi finally had a chance to applaud Fat Boy's younger brother: "That's amazing!"

Bo Zai was a little proud, he looked at Gu Yanzhi.

Gu Yanzhi also said gently: "Not bad."

The little fat man's tail is about to go up into the sky.

The grape sauce under the names of the three was changed again.

Back to the original three, three, three.

Under the guidance of Xie Yishu and Bo Zai, Lin Zhi also switched to the "sliding throwing method" to throw the ball.

The results are remarkable.

Two cubs peek at another opponent.

Xie Yishu couldn't help but look at Gu Yanzhi.

Gu Yanzhi: "..."

He can't do it.

It's not that there's anything wrong with the tricks that Xiao Shu taught the two children, it's just that this series of movements... as an adult, he really can't do it.

Gu Yanzhi coughed lightly, and instead of looking at the one big and two little ones at the side, he poured spiritual power into the little ball and threw it forward.

Not far away, there was another small pit.

Right around Lin Zhi's jar of grape jam.

The two little ones immediately stood in awe.

Bozai secretly looked at the small pit in the distance, then at Gu Yanzhi, and remained silent.

The subsequent games were once stalemate.

After a fierce competition, Lin Zhi regretted being out.

Facts have proved that the extra layer of fat on the little fat cub is not for nothing.

Gu Yanzhi went back to cast first, and gave him a target, and the little fat man, with his astonishing strength matching his figure, took back jars of grape jam from Gu Yanzhi's elder brother.

In the end, Gu Yanzhi only had the last jar of grape sauce left.

He took the ball from Xie Yishu, intending to end the game, but was stopped by Bo Zai: "Father, wait."

The little fat man was serious: "Father, have you been giving way to Bo Zai and Brother Xiao Zhi? You haven't shown your real strength, so every time you throw the ball, you seem so lazy..."

The little fat man paused, and asked seriously: "There are still squid?"

Xie Yishu and Lin Zhi didn't react for a while.

Gu Yanzhi couldn't help laughing, squatted down, and corrected his son: "It's more than enough."

It seems to be what my father said.

The little fat man scratched his cheek and changed his words: "It's more than enough."

Gu Yanzhi nodded without denying it.

"I knew it!" Bozai pouted.

He pointed to the eight cans of grape jam stacked together on one side, his chubby little face was full of fighting spirit, "Father, let's compete seriously in this round."

"Use Bozai's eight cans, and your father's can, and the outcome will be determined in one round."

"As you said, we are all men. Men don't need to give way, they have to play a game in a dignified way."

Xie Yishu was a little surprised.

He didn't expect the little fat cub to say such a thing.

But seeing Gu Yanzhi, thinking of how strict this little chubby boy's father is, he felt that Bozai could indeed say such a thing.

Under Gu Yanzhi's subtle influence and careful teaching, the little fat man really grew up very well.

Bozai looked at Gu Yanzhi seriously.

Gu Yanzhi reached out and rubbed his head, and said with a low smile, "Okay."

Gu Yan took half a step back, raised his hand, and threw the ball quickly and hard.

The red ball turned into a red light, flashed past the eyes of the other three people, shot straight into the distant forest, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Bo Zai raised his chubby face, opened his mouth slightly, like a chubby goose, staring blankly at the distant forest.

Can't come back to God for a long time.

Xie Yishu and Lin Zhi were also stunned.

Gu Yanzhi looked at the three people who were stunned, with a smile in his eyes, and asked the little fat boy: "Would you like to compare?"

Bozai stared blankly at his father for a while, then came back to his senses after a while, nodded his head with difficulty and said: "...Yes, to compare!"

Although the results are clearly visible.

But Bo Zai still wanted to try.

If you don't try, you never know whether you will lose or win.

There is no shame in losing the game after trying, but there is no shame in avoiding failure without trying.

This is what the little fat man learned from today's throwing game.

If he hadn't listened to his mother's advice and hadn't participated in the second round, he would have been eliminated early.Bozai clenched Xiaopang's hand and said firmly: "Compare!"

Relief flashed in Gu Yanzhi's eyes: "Okay."

He looked down at his son.

The son looked up at him too.

one second.two seconds.three seconds.

Gu Yanzhi heard the little fat man hesitate, "Father, where's Bo's ball?"

The air was quiet for a moment.

Xie Yishu couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".

Gu Yanzhi squatted down in embarrassment, pinched his son's perplexed little fat face, and said in a deep voice, "Father go get it."

"You and Brother Xiaozhi stay here. Father and Abba go get the ball."

Gu Yanzhi paused, and added in a low voice: "I'll be back soon."

The author has something to say: After half an hour——

Fat boy who can't wait: Brother Xiaozhi, why haven't father and father come back yet?

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