Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　Let it sit for one night, and you can put it on the old man tomorrow.

　　Stretching, he rushed his feet a little tiredly, and then walked into the house.

　　Putting on a simple set of pajamas, he looked at the sweet girl sleeping under the quilt. He quietly leaned over to the girl's cheek and kissed her on the cheek.

　　"Mom asked me to say for her: she loves you."

　　Gently telling his love for his daughter, he smiled and turned off the light.

　　Endless exhaustion came, and in less than 2 minutes, he fell into a deep dream.

　　Very sweet sleep.

　　"Where Are We Going Dad?" Season 1, shooting day DAY[-], ended.

　　(It’s another month. First of all, I urge you to remember to give me the flowers and monthly passes in your hands~ Second, thank you for your support for this book. Also... Today, a reader sent me a private message and asked me if I could write it on my behalf. Now, how can a good cross talk text be changed into a variety show... What I want to say here, I didn't ask for a ghostwriter, and this book is not a variety show, but if this book is really written in three million words, four hundred The [-]-character cross talk... I guess everyone will vomit, but I will vomit myself. It is a good way to combine work and rest. So, please rest assured, I will be down-to-earth and will not write for you, and contribute a good story to everyone. Yes, thank you for the support of the parents of food and clothing. Stop!).

Chapter 1083

　　The father and daughter were woken up by duck calls.

　　He didn't know if others were woken up by cock crows. Anyway, the sound of a group of ducks quacking out of his house in the morning shook the whole house.

　　The daughter sat up in a daze, perhaps finding herself sleeping in an unfamiliar place, not the familiar environment at home.Or maybe I didn't see my parents...

　　The emotion came suddenly.

　　Whoa crying.

　　Then I cried and cried, and saw my father appear beside me...

　　The little girl hugged him directly:

　　"Dad, I miss mom... woo..."

　　From yesterday to now, that is, at this time, Wu Mingyue has only revealed the characteristics that belong to her age group~.

　　"Good~ Don't cry~ Are you hungry? Dad cooks for you - go?"

　　"I want to eat with my mother..."

　　"You can eat with mom when you get home. What? Isn't it bad to eat with dad?"

　　"I miss mom..."

　　Holding his daughter tightly, Wu Shaobai, whose hair was a little messy, began to whisper softly in her ear.

　　After coaxing for about ten minutes, Wu Mingyue, who had calmed down, still had teardrops on her eyelashes, and with a toothbrush in her hand, walked out of the house with her father.

　　Seeing the old man sitting under the eaves, she said hello sweetly:

　　"Good morning grandpa~"

　　"Oh oh~ good~"

　　The old man nodded awkwardly and pointed to the kitchen:

　　"There is porridge ~ there is bacon ~ eat some thiocyanate~"

　　Hearing this, Wu Shaobai glanced at the kitchen and saw two yellow porcelain bowls on the table.

　　There are also two plates of side dishes in the middle.

　　He understood that it should be the breakfast prepared by the uncle, and quickly nodded with a smile:

　　"Thank you uncle."

　　The old man waved his hand:

　　"It's not like it's like it~"

　　"Well, I see you're working. Remember to move your wrist every once in a while. Then I'll make this plaster and apply it for you later."

　　"I want it, I want it, thank you~"

　　"You're too kind~"

　　……

　　Porridge is rice porridge.

　　Very sweet.

　　It must have been sugar on purpose.The bacon is full of flavor, but not too salty.

　　The bean sprouts on the side were also just right.

　　After mixing it with bean paste, it has the taste of hot pot.

　　Paired with thick noodles and steamed buns, the father and daughter were very satisfied.

　　It's not even 8 o'clock, and many people haven't even gotten up yet.After Wu Shaobai had eaten, he gave the old man acupuncture and plaster.Then he asked the old man:

　　"Master, can the clothes from last night be washed today?"

　　The old man looked at the sky and nodded:

　　"I want it, it's sunny."

　　"it is good."

　　Wu Shaobai nodded, found the wooden tub where his daughter took a bath yesterday, boiled the water, and put the short sleeves they both wore yesterday into the tub and began to wash.

　　While washing, a fluent and fluent voice sounded in the yard:

　　"I invite you to eat steamed lamb..."

　　When a few staff members went to work, they heard the voice here from a long distance.

　　He quickened his pace, carried the camera to the yard, and watched Mr. Wu rubbing his clothes fluently.

　　At this moment, he was reciting the geographic map, and his mouth was babbling as fast as a train, but the geographic map that could hear every word was poured into the photographer's ears.

　　Hearing the movement, Wu Shaobai just glanced at them and nodded, his mouth never stopped.

　　Wu Mingyue didn't bother either, just obediently helping Dad do the laundry...

　　Said to be washing clothes, in fact, it is almost like playing with water.

　　But no matter how she played, she didn't interrupt Wu Shaobai.

　　Instead, he appeared to be accustomed to it.

　　Thinking about it... Since she was born, she can hear these voices every morning... Even Wu Shaobai believes that her daughter can be curious about the outside world at the age of three, and can have such a high level of language and literacy. The talent is also due to the immersion from infancy.

　　And when the clothes are washed, Wu Shaobai's basic skills are almost the same.

　　After drinking two sips of water, he nodded to the crowd:

　　"Morning everyone."

　　"Mr. Wu, today's arrangement is for the children to go to the market to buy vegetables, and the adults to prepare at home. So we can go to the stone mill to gather. The time is 8:[-]."

　　"it is good."

　　Wu Shaobai glanced at the time, saw that there were still [-] minutes, and said directly to his daughter:

　　"Just in time, let's go to Uncle Yang Wei and see his injury, shall we?"

　　"Ok!"

　　The father and daughter walked step by step towards the stone mill in the air full of fragrant grass and fragrance.

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　　"Sister Mingyue~ Do you want to eat?"

　　Looking at the egg Yang Yangyang held in his hand, Wu Mingyue shook his head:

　　"I've already eaten it. Yang Yangyang."

　　Saying that, she walked to Yang Wei's side:

　　"Good morning, Uncle Yang."

　　"Mmmm~ good~"

　　Yang Wei nodded with a smile and said to Wu Shaobai:

　　"The child is going to the market today?"

　　"Yes, we don't know what to do yet. I'll give you two injections while you're at it? Help you relieve yourself?"

　　"it is good."

　　Yang Wei put down his chopsticks.

　　He also finished eating.

　　The two walked to the bedroom, and Wu Shaobai said to his daughter:

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　　"Have a good time with your brother, you know?"

　　"Don't worry, Dad~"

　　Then, the two went upstairs and came to the bedroom, Wu Shaobai began to acupuncture Yang Wei.

　　His injury is an old injury.

　　A full recovery is almost impossible.

　　But it can be seen that Yang Wei usually doesn't pay much attention to taking care of himself, so although these injuries could not be fully recovered, they can slowly recover to a normal level, but now they seem to be tormenting him extraordinarily.

　　And this time, Wu Shaobai checked his whole body again, and once again lamented the respectability of these athletes, and once again began to give him acupuncture.

　　When performing acupuncture, he carefully told Yang Wei how to relieve the injury on his body.

　　How to restore.