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Chapter 114: Blind Confidence
Wanwan stood there thinking for a while, then took out a cheese stick from her pocket, tore open the packaging bag and stuffed it into her mouth, put her hands in her pockets, and went back to the yard to ask Zhuqing for help.

It is impossible to find my brother.

Uncle Huang...it's unlikely, he's probably fighting with his brother~
Cameraman No. [-] followed behind Wanwan with a camera in his hand. Hearing the assistant director's instructions in the headset, he spoke to Wanwan.

"Wanwan, what are you going to do?"

Wanwan paused, looked back at the photographer uncle with whom she had established a revolutionary friendship just now, and replied very cooperatively: "I'll go to Sister Zhuqing and help me take off the milk bottle."

"Wanwan, does your brother often do this?"

"How often?"

Wanwan didn't understand what exactly he was asking.

The cameraman pointed at the feeding bottle hanging on the tree branch: "Hang up your feeding bottle."

Wanwan shook her head: "No, my brother is actually very kind to me, he is the best milk in the house."

Even elder sister Zhuqing couldn't compare.

So she has always liked her brother making milk powder for her.

It's just that sometimes, when she makes him angry, he will leave the job of making milk to elder sister Zhuqing.

As for Uncle Huang... Forget it, let's not mention it.

Not poisoning the baby to death is already his greatest kindness to mankind.

……

Following the assistant director's arrangement, the cameraman continued to ask, "Wanwan, can I ask you some more questions?"

Wanwan said generously, "Just ask."

"Your brother is usually at home, what is it like?"

Wanwan thought for a while, crossed the threshold with her hands in her hands, and replied in a clear and orderly manner: "What can't be done, lie flat No.1~"

The photographer laughed out loud, "Why do you say that?"

"Uncle Huang said."

Wanwan blinked her eyes: "Uncle Huang likes to tease my brother, and my brother is actually not as bad as Uncle Huang said. Although he doesn't like exercising very much, he still controls his diet occasionally, and then told me in a righteous way, This is the last dignity to maintain a top man..."

The photographer trembled with laughter, and the lens shook a little.

"I can't do it, a meal without meat, I feel like I'm going to die~" Wanwan said solemnly.

The photographer wants to laugh.

Xia Zhihuai's younger sister is really the cutest in the world.

With her here, there is no need to worry about digging up Xia Zhihuai's material.

The first episode of this show will definitely be full of laughs...

He had already thought of the popular search titles in advance.

It's called #Xiazhihuairensetupcollapse#.

……

Wanwan chatted with the photographer while walking: "Uncle, why can't you help me fetch the milk bottle?"

The photographer replied seriously: "Because my job is to shoot, I can't be in the camera~"

In fact, it's not, it's because the assistant director doesn't want to let her go, and wants to see what she will do!
I thought the kid would find a way to climb a tree, or poke a fishing rod or something.

Unexpectedly, the child was so well-behaved. He stood under the tree for a minute, then turned around and decided to seek foreign aid.

Such a young child is very obedient and sensible, even if the adults leave, he will not take the initiative to lean against the water.

It seems that he really took every advice of the elders to heart.

……

Wanwan found Zhuqing and asked her to help take off the baby bottle, then followed the photographer back to the small pond with the still warm milk in her arms.

Zhuqing just waited quietly one step away from her right back, neither approaching nor leaving.

Although she knew that Wanwan didn't need her to do anything extra.

But there were no adults to watch over him, leaving the child alone by the pond, when this program was broadcast, Xia Zhihuai would definitely be trending by Heizi.

Although Wanwan was a little surprised, she stayed where she was, but she didn't ask her why.Instead, he sat obediently on his pony and stared at the fishing line patiently.

All of a sudden, the fishing line was constantly being pulled toward the depths of the pond. Wanwan immediately became energetic and put the baby bottle on the ground, ready to get the fishing rod.

Zhuqing stopped her and said: "Wanwan, you have never caught fish before, let me show you a demonstration, so that the fish won't run away in a while, is that okay?"

After thinking about it, Wanwan stepped aside.

Zhuqing held the fishing rod, let the fish pull down the fishing line, and then suddenly dragged the fish out of the water.

A three-inch long crucian carp jumped out of the water, and was quickly thrown to the shore by Zhuqing.

Wanwan happily carried the small bucket and ran to the lively crucian carp. When she reached out to pick up the fish, she was slapped in the face by the struggling fish.

She closed her eyes, staggered her body, and made an emoji.

But he still didn't give up, secretly opened one eye, and held down the jumping crucian carp.

Zhuqing helped to unhook the fishhook, and Wanwan put the crucian carp into the small bucket after trying several times.

Zhuqing drew some clear water into it, re-baited the hook, and handed the fishing rod back to Wanwan.

……

Xia Zhihuai returned to the pond, Zhu Qing turned and left.

He sat back on his saddle, put a straw hat on Wan Wan's head, and put one on himself.

Wanwan touched the straw hat, feeling that it was not so dry, she smiled and swung the bucket at her feet in the direction of Xia Zhihuai.

The small expression can't hide the color of showing off at all.

"Brother, look, I caught it~"

Although Sister Zhuqing helped pull the thread, she also contributed.

Xia Zhihuai lowered his head and took a look. As far as the crucian carp's size is concerned, this one is not bad.

"Proud." Xia Zhihuai pressed the brim of her hat, and said, "I'm a good fisherman, wait, I'll catch you a big one later, and I'll add lunch at noon."

Wanwan felt that he was a little blindly confident, and he might have forgotten that his luck hadn't recovered yet.

Whether one can be caught this morning is still a matter of uncertainty.

But seeing him gearing up and fighting high, Wanwan couldn't bring it up directly, so she fumbled in her pocket and took out a small notebook the size of a palm.

The small notebook contains a Q-version picture of a three-headed body drawn by Xia Zhihuai fans.

Wanwan likes this kind of small book very much, it is very cute and satisfies her childlike innocence and interest.

There are quite a lot of this kind of small books at home, and there is a small half box in the storage room. I don’t know where my brother got them.

Wanwan took out another pen, put the small notebook on her lap, and began to think about writing and drawing.

Xia Zhihuai stared at the water surface for a while, and found that his hook was still motionless. He was a little suspicious of life, pulled out the fishing rod and put the hook away, and found that the bait on it was gone.

Xia Zhihuai: "..."

The fish in this pond are a bit chicken thief!
Reloading the bait, Xia Zhihuai threw the fishing line away, watched Wanwan draw a symbol again, glanced at the camera on the side, and quickly looked away.

Fortunately, Wanwan didn't use yellow paper and a cinnabar pen. The photographer thought it was just her graffiti.

After Xia Zhihuai was sure that there would be no accidents, he sat on the ponytail and closed the curtain to rest his mind, and began to feel the aura that was just introduced into his body last night.

Although it was only a very small amount, he felt that when the aura flowed through every part of his body, it was extremely comfortable.

Even though he fell down this morning, he didn't feel any pain in his tailbone.

Sure enough, cultivating the Tao can strengthen the body, and he will not have to use iron in the future, nor will he be put on a treadmill to become a dead dog.

The two brothers and sisters do their own things, but they seem very harmonious.

But this kind of shooting is not interesting, the photographer received the order, so he opened his mouth to talk to Xia Zhihuai.

"Xia Zhihuai, what do you think of yourself in Wanwan's mind?" the photographer asked.

Xia Zhihuai suddenly opened his eyes, and noticed that Wanwan also stopped, and was looking at him with a curious look.

Xia Zhihuai felt a little overwhelmed: "..."

Who on earth is so wicked that he insists on letting him blow himself up in front of Wanwan?

(End of this chapter)