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Chapter 117 Extra 1: “Genius Baby Camp”

In Song Yuke’s class, there was a classmate she particularly disliked. He always bothered and provoked her for no reason. Relying on the fact that he grew up abroad, he would often call her and speak in foreign languages she couldn’t understand, just to show off.

Knowing that Gu Duo was excellent at foreign languages, Song Yuke had originally planned to ask for his help to take that classmate down a peg.

Coincidentally, that classmate called her right at that moment.

Song Yuke immediately switched off the microphone on her mic pack and asked Gu Duo to talk to the boy, translate for her, and then reply in the same language.

Upon hearing Gu Duo’s voice, the classmate was indeed dealt a heavy blow.

Even though the conversation mostly consisted of him repeatedly asking who Gu Duo was, hearing the shock and disappointment in his voice from the other end of the line was immensely satisfying for Song Yuke.

Who told him to constantly call and harass her?

And to always intentionally mock her with words she couldn’t understand? Hah!

In Song Yuke’s live stream, because her mic was off, the audience couldn’t hear their conversation clearly, let alone understand the foreign language being spoken on both ends of the call.

However, from Duoduo’s expressionless translations, they could roughly piece together what was happening.

Their communication went like this: the boy would speak, Duoduo would listen, and then directly translate for Song Yuke, “He’s asking who I am.”

Song Yuke: “Tell him it’s none of his business who you are.”

Gu Duo then spoke a string of foreign words into Song Yuke’s smartwatch. The other end paused heavily before bursting into a long, rapid stream of gibberish.

Gu Duo translated, “He’s asking who I am, why I can listen to your conversation, and why you’re making me translate for you. If you need it, he can speak Chinese too.”

His tone was completely flat, devoid of any fluctuation from start to finish.

Song Yuke: “…Tell him you are my invincible, darling little brother!”

Gu Duo’s little face tightened. Before he could speak, the boy on the other end yelled in breakdown, “Song Yuke, I can understand Chinese!!”

Even without the mic pack picking it up, this yell was incredibly loud, and the voice sounded very young.

[Hahahaha]

[The little boy on the other end obviously likes Ke-ke, which is why he keeps bothering her.]

[Elementary schoolers’ ways of expressing love are so funny, hahaha]

[Some of the things kids this age do really are obnoxious enough to make even dogs hate them]

[This kid named Duoduo isn’t obnoxious at all! No nonsense, no extra words, not a single personal comment. Even an embassy interpreter would only have this level of professionalism!]

[Duoduo is way too cool. The kid calling was clearly trying to show off, but Duoduo is so grounded. It’s my first time seeing such a calm child. Which family is he from?]

[After all, he’s the Eldest Young Master who wrote code at 7 years old. How could a trivial thing like knowing a little foreign language be something worth showing off to him?]

The bullet comments were highly active, while Song Yuke hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Today, she had her hair tied up in a spirited ponytail. Feeling vindicated, the little girl tossed her hair, looking utterly refreshed, and said to Gu Duo, “Thank you.”

Gu Duo calmly replied, “You’re welcome.”

It wasn’t like he had translated many sentences anyway. Toward the end, the boy had just started speaking to Ke-ke directly in Chinese.

Having finished helping, Gu Duo went to find his Little Dad and younger brother.

Reappearing on Camera 4, Gu Duo’s footsteps paused as he looked at a little boy sitting on the ground with his legs stretched out alongside Ao-zai.

Ao-zai was very popular, but he mostly preferred playing with older kids. Suddenly seeing a kid who was visibly younger than Ao-zai was what surprised Gu Duo.

However, Ao-zai was always enthusiastic and loved making friends, so making a new friend this quickly was perfectly normal.

Gu Duo often felt anxious and worried because his studies prevented him from keeping his brother company all the time. That was one of the reasons he agreed to join this parenting show. Now, seeing his brother already playing with another kid, Gu Duo breathed a small sigh of relief, bent down, and squatted beside them.

Ao-zai then introduced them to each other.

Seeing such an expressionless and intimidating older brother for the first time, little An Rong reverted to his timid demeanor, not daring to meet Duoduo’s eyes easily.

But hearing that this was his little brother’s older brother, little An Rong—having just accepted the little brother’s cookies and a bundled-up jacket—felt a sense of closeness. Mustering his courage, he said timidly, “H-hello, Gege.”

Halfway through, he couldn’t help but lower his head again.

“Hello.”

Gu Duo’s voice was clear, still a pre-pubescent child’s tone, but it sounded remarkably steady, carrying the reassuring strength of a big brother.

Noticing that Ao-zai had bundled his own jacket into a cushion for little An Rong, Gu Duo took off his own outerwear and handed it to Ao-zai, “Wear this when it gets cold.”

The autumn sun was bright, but the wind was already turning chilly.

Having given his jacket to his brother, Duoduo didn’t fuss about formalities and simply sat cross-legged on the ground beside them to rest.

Ao-zai took his brother’s jacket, placed it on his lap, and pulled out a large cookie for his brother. Duoduo accepted it naturally.

Seeing little An Rong still staring blankly while holding the large cookie with both hands, Ao-zai urged him, “Eat it!”

“Oh, oh, oh.”

Snapping back to reality, little An Rong finally took a bite of the cookie… It was savory. Fragrant, flaky, and crispy.

After just one bite, An Rong’s nervous and awkward expression vanished completely. He widened his eyes, looking up at the older brother, his eyes sparkling with delightful surprise, and happily took a second bite.

But he was simply too small, and his mouth was tiny, so he ate very slowly.

Despite his busy chewing motions and his little cheeks puffing in and out dramatically, he hadn’t even finished half the cookie after a long time.

In this regard, he and Ao-zai were evenly matched.

[So cute! They look like two little squirrels >3<]

[The Crouching Tiger and Hidden Dragon of the Mukbang world! How exactly do they manage to keep eating without the food ever decreasing, hahaha]

Having already finished one cookie, Gu Duo stood up to get water.

He fetched his and Ao-zai’s water bottles from the snack suitcase, glanced back at An Rong—who still looked like a little squirrel—and suddenly changed direction, walking over to An Rong’s mother to ask for An Rong’s water bottle.

Mother An: “! Oh, oh, oh.”

Faced with the handsome but unsmiling Duoduo, Mother An’s expression almost mirrored An Rong’s. Her first reaction was slightly intimidating, not quite daring to look the child in the eye.

But realizing Gu Duo was there to fetch An Rong’s water bottle, Mother An quickly and nimbly took out her cub’s water bottle. Along with it, she handed Gu Duo some homemade snacks, telling him to share them with the other kids.

Gu Duo didn’t decline. He accepted the snacks directly and said, “Thank you, Auntie.”

He returned to the luggage, handed the water bottle and snacks to Ao-zai and An Rong, and then went to call Song Yuke.

“Ah, coming!” Song Yuke, also carrying her water bottle, came skipping over.

Ultimately, the four kids who had arrived early had nothing to do. While waiting for the other families, they simply sat on the ground and started eating snacks together.

[…Is it just me, or are kids nowadays so easy to take care of?]

[If this wasn’t a reality parenting show, I genuinely wouldn’t believe it]

[Oh my god, they actually started a picnic, haha! This show really is different from other parenting shows]

[Other parenting shows: Struggling to survive, doing tasks just to earn a meal. This parenting show: Who cares what the director uncle arranged? Say no more, let’s just sit down and feast!]

[It was this old servant’s young masters who organized the picnic, right? As expected of the young masters! Such incredible initiative!]

[I think this is perfectly fine, haha]

Having carved out an empty space among the mountain of luggage, the four cubs sitting on the ground did indeed look very cozy.

The autumn air was crisp, with blue skies and white clouds overhead. Not far in the distance were misty green mountains and lush trees, offering a breathtaking view.

The four little beans chatted occasionally, sharing snacks with one another.

Perhaps because the older brother and sister were both very easygoing, even the shy and introverted little An Rong broke into a smile, his large eyes shining brightly.

Conversely, Ao-zai was on high alert, constantly guarding against Ke-ke on the opposite side, terrified of being rubbed bald again.

Fortunately, ever since discovering little An Rong, Song Yuke’s target had shifted. More importantly, little An Rong was too well-behaved and had such a sweet temper! The entire cub was soft and squishy, and he even let older sister pinch his cheeks!

Later, the other three families arrived one after another.

The newly arrived kids joined the picnic squad, while the parents helped each other unload the luggage and did a round of unified self-introductions. Before they knew it, it was officially noon.

The next item on the itinerary was for everyone to return to their rooms to settle their belongings and gather promptly outside at 2:00 PM.

The father from Family No. 5 jumped out first and asked, “So what are we eating for lunch?”

The director glanced at the cubs who had just been picnicking together. “Originally, we were going to order boxed lunches for you… but now, how about everyone just makes do with a quick bite?”

“…Boxed lunches?”

This parent was shocked, seemingly unable to believe that their very first meal at a farmhouse would involve ordering takeout. “Isn’t this the suburbs?”

“Oh, well, you don’t have to eat takeout if you don’t want to,” the director said with a smiling wave of his hand, emphasizing again, “Just make do with a quick bite for now.”

“…”

Director: “I think the kids are mostly full anyway, right?”

Father No. 5: “…”

“…Burp.”

It was unclear which kid let out a perfectly timed burp.

…

However, after everyone discussed it, “making do with a quick bite” actually worked out perfectly. Not only was Shen Qing willing to share the massive amount of food he brought, but An Rong’s mother had also brought an abundance of homemade treats.

The main reason Ao-zai and the others had initiated the picnic and refused to get up was that the Auntie’s meat floss and beef jerky were simply too delicious!

Weren’t those the absolute essentials for a picnic?

Before returning to their respective rooms to unpack, the six families needed to discuss and decide on the room assignments.

The rooms at the farmhouse varied in size; some were suites, while others were standard rooms. So, how to arrange them—who got the big rooms and who got the small ones—became the first issue to tackle.

Among the six families, Song Yuke and the Fu sisters were both girls brought by their fathers. With everyone’s unanimous agreement, the two suites were assigned to these two families first.

That left only one suite remaining. The director suggested giving it to a family that brought two children, since having more kids meant a single room might be too cramped…

The problem was, Shen Qing brought two children, and Family No. 1—the He brothers—were twins, meaning they also had two kids.

Who to give the suite to became an issue again.

However, since the He brothers were accompanied by their mother, Shen Qing felt that females needed more private space. He consulted with his cubs about whether they should give up the room.

Duoduo and Ao-zai were both very independent cubs who valued their privacy, but they weren’t picky about their living environment, and they certainly didn’t mind sharing a room with their Little Dad.

After Shen Qing explained his reasoning for yielding the room, both brothers nodded in agreement without hesitation.

Director: “Alright, then the last suite goes to Family No. 1.”

[Sighing once again at how attentive and considerate Teacher Shen is! Who doesn’t want to stay in a suite? Taking two kids really is crowded.]

[My Qing-qing wifey actually consulted with his cubs before deciding to give up the room, rather than making the decision unilaterally. I’m literally crying, this dad is so good!]

[That’s why his cubs are so sensible, right? Because their dad genuinely reasons with them.]

With the suites settled, all that remained was drawing lots for the single rooms.

But at this moment, the child from Family No. 6, Mei Wenzheng, raised an objection. He asked his uncle, “Why do they get to stay in big rooms while we only get a single room?”

Mei Wenzheng and his uncle Mei Jing were the only pair on the show who weren’t a parent-child duo.

Mei Wenzheng was Mei Jing’s nephew, six years old this year.

Mei Jing was an actor in his early thirties, unmarried.

Genius Baby Camp’s main selling point was family bonds; unlike other parenting shows, they never invited childless trendy idols just for traffic.

The reason Mei Jing was allowed to bring his nephew as a non-parent-child pair stemmed from a very touching and inspiring backstory. His older sister had always supported his acting career. So, when he finally achieved fame and was able to give back, he treated his nephew as his own, often keeping him by his side. Thus, he brought his nephew to participate in the show this time.

According to what Mei Jing said in interviews, he felt his nephew was a bit introverted and didn’t have many friends, so he wanted to bring the child out to have fun and gain some experience.

[…Is this kid really introverted? Would an introverted kid dare to interrupt adults so loudly to ask a question? An introverted kid should be like little An Rong.]

[Family No. 4 has two kids, and they gave up a suite. What’s the deal with this kid from Family No. 6?]

As soon as Mei Wenzheng asked the question, some people in the bullet comments voiced their skepticism.

Mei Jing quickly crouched down to quietly explain the reasoning to his nephew. The bullet comments:

[What’s wrong with a kid having a question and asking it? Are all kids supposed to be too scared to speak up?]

[I think Zheng-zheng’s question is perfectly valid. They should have drawn lots for everything to begin with. Yielding is a favor; not yielding is their right.]

[Exactly, what’s wrong with asking?]

The bullet comments nearly broke into a fight, but in reality, the atmosphere remained harmonious and peaceful because Mei Wenzheng said nothing more after hearing his uncle’s explanation.

As for the other family assigned a single room, little An Rong and his mother had no objections either.

…In such an unfamiliar environment, little An Rong was far too terrified to sleep by himself anyway.

He knew that staying in a suite meant adults and children slept separately. He also vaguely understood that everyone else wanted the suites too, and had only yielded the room out of courtesy… At this moment, he couldn’t help but tightly clutch his mother’s clothes, secretly thinking in his heart: The older brothers and sisters are all so amazing.

To actually dare to sleep by themselves!

He couldn’t help but look at Brother Gu Ao again.

But when it came to admiration, little An Rong admired Brother Gu Ao the most… because all the other older brothers and sisters were much older than them.

But Brother Gu Ao was only a few months older than little An Rong!

Just a few months older, yet the difference was this big?

Little An Rong thought blankly.

…He wondered if, in a few months, he would also be brave enough to sleep as a solo cub?

After confirming the room types, the next segment was drawing lots to decide exactly which room each family would stay in.

The other families all sent their cubs out to draw the lots.

On Shen Qing’s side, after the unanimous nomination by the two cubs, Shen Qing was sent out to draw.

Shen Qing: “…”

Duoduo’s given reason was that he believed in his Little Dad’s luck.

Ao-zai’s given reason was that he wanted to draw with his brother, and if they couldn’t draw together, then Little Dad should draw!

Shen Qing: “…”

Finally, with the rooms assigned, the guests took their luggage to their respective rooms.

Although it was just a single room, Shen Qing and the cubs’ room was much more spacious than imagined.

Apart from there being only one sleeping room, it still had an independent bathroom, a large activity space, and complete furniture including a bed, sofa, and cabinets.

Furthermore, because this was a parenting show, the production team even placed a children’s bed in every single room.

However, it was impossible for Duoduo to sleep in the children’s bed; that bed was already too small for him.

As for Ao-zai, he had never slept in a children’s bed since he could remember. He tried lying down in it, but soon felt he couldn’t stretch his legs and wanted to get out.

Pulling Ao-zai straight out, Shen Qing said: “Then there’s no other way, the three of us will just have to squeeze into one bed.”

The bed was very large, easily fitting one adult and two cubs without any issues.

The only problem was: “But Little Dad is a restless sleeper, you guys have to be careful.”

“Da?”

When this issue was brought up, Ao-zai puffed up his chest: “It’s okay, Ao-zai is also restless!”

Shen Qing: …

How is this okay?

It’s a huge deal!

Finally, Shen Qing and Ao-zai both looked at Duoduo.

Gu Duo: “…It’s okay.”

Firmly uttering those words, Gu Duo still wore an expression of nonchalance.

Only in private did he secretly clench his fists, telling himself he could definitely endure it.

Every room had cameras. Even if they weren’t live-streaming, things that happened during sleep might later be edited into the main episodes.

Shen Qing looked at the camera pointing exactly at the bed… Fortunately, the production team had promised beforehand that they wouldn’t edit in the guests’ sleeping postures without their personal consent.

The reason the bedrooms always had cameras was that the adorable sleeping footage of human cubs—whether sprawled out on all fours or curled into a ball—was great for attracting fans and very suitable for including in the main episodes or trailers.

But for adults, probably no one wanted to be watched while sleeping.

Especially someone like Shen Qing, whose sleeping posture was quite inelegant…

After simply unpacking and settling their belongings, Shen Qing pulled the cubs down to lie and rest for a bit.

Influenced by their Little Dad, the cubs both had a habit of taking afternoon naps.

Since the habit was already formed, and to prevent them from playing too late into the afternoon and evening, Shen Qing still suggested Duoduo and Ao-zai take a quick snooze first.

One adult and two little ones lay side-by-side in a row on the bed.

Being in a new environment with a camera rolling next to them, Ao-zai was extremely excited and couldn’t sleep at all.

He kicked his little legs one moment and widened his eyes the next, wiggling around and playing happily all by himself.

Gu Duo, lying in the middle, was very quiet. With both hands placed on his stomach, his eyes lightly closed, and his breathing even, he lay motionless, looking as if he had fallen asleep.

And Shen Qing, lying on the outermost edge, was also resting with his eyes closed, pretending to sleep.

The cameraman had already gone out to rest. Since the live stream was still ongoing, the camera was mounted in the room, angled perfectly at Shen Qing’s face.

Shen Qing was still bare-faced, his upper body covered with a blanket, leaving only his face exposed.

Because he wasn’t really asleep, his sleeping posture was currently quite proper. His eyes were lightly closed, his nose bridge stood tall, and his thin lips were slightly pressed together, his expression relaxed and lazy.

[Wow, watching Sleeping Beauty live]

[Even though the cubs are blocked from view, Qing-qing wifey is so beautiful]

[The number of viewers in the live stream has increased again hhh, tens of thousands watching wifey sleep. Wonder what President Gu’s thoughts are]

[President Gu: No, I don’t dare to think. (doge)]

[I’m different! I’m watching Ao-zai kick his little legs!]

[The occasional sight of a short little leg sticking up in the air is just too adorable. Thank you production team, I’m dying of cuteness]

After lying down for about ten minutes and noticing Ao-zai kicking non-stop unable to sleep, Shen Qing didn’t force him. He simply directed him to get off the bed and prepare milk for him.

—It was time for the afternoon milk again.

Ao-zai: …

His wildly kicking little legs suddenly froze mid-air; obviously, Ao-zai was stunned.

Lying on the bed, Shen Qing kept his eyes closed, his tone continuing to be relaxed and lazy: “You still have to drink your milk even when we’re out recording a show.”

[Hahahahaha, another cub who dislikes drinking milk]

[Ao-zai: Peeks around cautiously]

[Genuine question, can a 4-year-old already prepare milk for themselves?]

At this moment, Ao-zai, sleeping on the innermost side, had slowly sat up. He wiggled his way down to his brother and Little Dad’s feet, then wiggled and slid off the bed.

The cub’s slippers were placed right next to the bed.

Ao-zai slipped on his little slippers and skillfully unzipped his Little Dad’s suitcase, finding the boxed milk inside.

[So they brought boxed milk. My cub is so smart! He can even find his own milk to drink!]

[But the Little Young Master has been holding the milk conflicted for five minutes now and still hasn’t drank it hhh]

[Ao-zai: Does this cub absolutely have to drink this milk!?]

Probably because he hadn’t heard any movement for a while, Shen Qing, lying on the bed, peeled his eyelids open to cast a glance at the cub.

Ao-zai: “…”

Ultimately, he inserted the little straw for himself, and with his little cheeks puffing in and out, he began sucking on the milk.

[This cub is so easy to raise, I feel like I could do it too!]

[What method did Teacher Shen use to get his cub to drink milk on his own? It’s a struggle just to get my baby to eat a little something]

Crucially, as Ao-zai drank, Shen Qing leisurely reminded him: “Rinse your mouth after you finish.”

“Mhm!” Ao-zai complied.

Frowning his little brows, he took another fierce string of gulps.

Finishing the milk relying on his own strength, Ao-zai held his big water bottle to rinse his mouth. Afterward, showing remarkable filial piety, he prepared a box for his Little Dad too, and brought one out for his brother as well, waiting for him to wake up and drink it.

Maintaining his flat lying posture, Shen Qing, who suddenly had a box of milk placed on top of him: “…”

He remembered now. Initially, the cubs were willing to drink milk because he drank it with them.

Back then, that was the only way the reasonable, fairness-seeking cubs would agree to drink milk. And so, he had set a bad precedent for the cubs… they absolutely needed a dad to drink with them to be willing to drink.

That period of accompanying them had made Shen Qing sick and tired of milk.

Fortunately, the big boss later proactively took over this task.

After that, it was basically always the big boss accompanying the cubs to drink their milk…

Aside from the period when Gu Huaiyu was hospitalized in a severe coma—when the cubs had sensibly drunk their milk on their own without a word of complaint—before and after that, it had always been their Big Dad leading them in drinking it.

But now…

Gu Huaiyu wasn’t here.

…

Damn it, the big boss wasn’t here!

Suddenly realizing this fact, Shen Qing’s pupils quaked violently!

…Ao-zai had already finished his own box of milk.

Did that mean he absolutely had to drink this box of milk?

Experiencing the “hardships” of solo parenting for the first time, Shen Qing, lying on the bed contemplating his life choices, decided to pretend he didn’t see it. Acting as if he didn’t feel the existence of the milk box on him at all, he peacefully closed his eyes again.

…Pretending he was just sleepwalking.jpg.

Since he wasn’t the one who made the cub drink the milk, he wouldn’t need to accompany him in drinking it.

Mm.

“Little Dad?” Ao-zai’s crisp voice rang out, confused as to why his Little Dad, who clearly wasn’t asleep, had closed his eyes again.

It was time for afternoon milk!

But Ao-zai wasn’t that easy to fool!

Quickly realizing his Little Dad was pretending to sleep, Ao-zai—who had once similarly tried to act cute and play dead to get out of drinking milk—directly stabbed a straw into his Little Dad’s box of milk and guided the straw right to his Little Dad’s lips.

[Hahaha does Shen Qing also dislike drinking milk!]

[Little Ao-zai is so smart… inserting the straw directly!]

“Little Dad, time to drink milk~” Ao-zai’s milky voice sounded, but Shen Qing remained unmoved.

Ao-zai’s short stature actually wasn’t enough to easily feed the milk to his Little Dad’s lips, and holding it up the whole time was quite tiring for a cub, but he didn’t give up.

His large eyes darting around, Ao-zai, knowing his Little Dad definitely wasn’t asleep, purposefully stepped onto the small stool by the bed and agilely climbed onto the mattress. Getting one step closer to his Little Dad, he urged him to drink the milk.

Someone who coincidentally just entered the live stream witnessed this scene: [Must have stood up too fast, just entered Family No. 4’s stream. Can someone answer me, why is the child feeding milk to the adult?]

The haters, eager for action and adept at taking things out of context, completely boiled over upon hearing this.

[Has Shen Qing gotten so lazy that he won’t even drink water on his own anymore, needing a child to feed him?]

[#Shen Qing Giant Baby#, ironclad proof!]

However, this narrative was instantly crushed in the live stream—this was obviously just parent-child interaction!

And the kind with excellent variety show entertainment value, at that.

The audience was practically doubling over with laughter at their antics—

In front of the camera, unable to keep up the act any longer under Ao-zai’s relentless pestering, Shen Qing had no choice but to open his mouth, resigning himself to his fate as Ao-zai stuffed the straw inside.

Curled into a little ball sitting next to his Little Dad, Ao-zai began using his tiny hands to squeeze the milk carton. Shen Qing was forced to hurriedly swallow the milk flooding into his mouth.

[Why does the action of inserting a straw forcefully feel like pulling life support tubes to me (facepalm)]

[Probably because Teacher Shen’s expression is too pained hahaha!]

[Teacher Shen must really dislike milk. His expression while drinking is so agonized, but I really want to laugh hahaha]

[Little Ao-zai is laughing so happily too, Teacher Shen must be just humoring the child and playing around.]

…

Finally, when about less than half a carton of milk was left, Shen Qing raised a hand, spitting out the straw and stating: “Hold on, hold on, let me rest a bit… burp.”

“Da?” Ao-zai sure enough pulled his hand back, though he was also confused. There wasn’t that much milk in this carton; Ao-zai had just chugged his in one breath!

However, just as the milk was moved away slightly, Shen Qing suddenly closed his eyes, his facial expressions vanishing completely. His raised hand dropped straight down, and his head tilted to the side.

He looked as if he had lost all his strength, appearing as though he were on his last breath.

“…Little Dad?”

Seeing his Little Dad like this for the first time, Ao-zai froze and, in a rare moment, panicked slightly.

Shen Qing’s acting skills had advanced by leaps and bounds recently. In an instant, his face even seemed to pale significantly, making Ao-zai truly believe it.

His panicked little voice caught the attention of Duoduo, who had his eyes closed beside them.

Duoduo had known all along that his Little Dad and brother were wriggling around next to him, and he knew what they were playing at; he just couldn’t be bothered to open his eyes.

Now, realizing something was amiss, he immediately sat up. After calmly observing for a brief moment, Gu Duo suddenly snatched the milk carton from his brother’s hands and once again pushed the straw to his Little Dad’s lips.

“There’s only less than half a carton of milk left, Little Dad isn’t allowed to back out.”

Shen Qing, getting exposed directly: “…”

He slowly opened one eye.

Ao-zai: “…Ya!”

So Little Dad was still faking it after all!

Snapping out of it, Ao-zai didn’t feel deceived. Instead, he found it hilarious that his Little Dad had also attempted to act cute and play dead to get out of it, only to be exposed by his brother.

He clapped his chubby little hands beside them, shouting for his Little Dad to get up and drink his milk!

Duoduo wore a serious and proper expression: “Big Dad says we cannot waste.”

Shen Qing: “…”

He simply closed his eyes, tilted his head, and decided to pass out completely.

In front of the camera, the air was filled with the crisp laughter of children.

The live stream was also submerged in a sea of “hahaha”s.

[Family members, the father passes away and the sons smile (doge)]

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