where is the father of the snake man

Chao laughed angrily at his son: "I want you to care! I just can't!"

"Hahahaha, it's so miserable, I'm always disgusted by my son."

"Are Chao and his son Dou Qi so cute?"

"I still want you to care about hahaha why are you so childish!"

Then something happened that caught everyone's attention, and Chao, who was disliked by his son, was genuinely angry.

The point is that Rourou coaxed his father with a good temper: "Okay, okay, it's all my fault."

"??? Did I read it wrong? Why is Rourou still coaxing Dad?"

"Who is whose father?"

Chao still ignored his son with a displeased face, and Rourou handed the sweet soy milk to his father: "Don't be unhappy, Dad, I'll give you a drink~"

"Our Rourou is really sweet, papa is so spoiled."

"Excuse me, hahaha."

Chao's complexion improved a bit, he took a sip from the cup, and heard his son continue to disrupt the stage: "Even if you can't do anything, you are still my father, what else can I do?"

Chao's face is green!

What do you mean, brat!

Rourou, who had finished talking, happily ran away with his cup in his hand, not only giggling himself, but also making everyone laugh.

What a treasure.

Da Jin was assigned to the worst straw house, not only not angry, but also very happy now.

He hugged the stone mill cheerfully, and said happily and happily, "Father, only we have a stone mill that can make soy milk, and no one else has it."

Fortunately, he is not sad, of course, fortunately, the baby can do whatever he likes, as long as he is happy.

This time, the house that Qin and the others got was not only big, but also very clean, which made Qin and Sticky very satisfied.

In particular, there is a hammock at home, which makes Sticky like it very much.

Qin carried him into the hammock, and he swayed by the ropes of the hammock. Unfortunately, the hammock was still too heavy for him. Even if he tried his best, the hammock would not move at all.

Sticky tugged on the rope a few times, seeing that the bed didn't move, she pulled it down with a disappointed face.

"Dad, this is fake, don't move."

Qin went over and shook Nian, and Nian was overturned on the bed.

"Hey! The baby will be angry!"

"Why don't you remind the baby to hold it up first, seeing you take the baby is really going to kill you."

Sticky was shaken down, struggled on the bed for a long time, entangled with the quilt, and took a while to get up.

He didn't get angry when he got up, but giggled happily: "Dad, it's fun, you can push it again!"

It's a happy little baby.

"Slimy is really a happy baby, always happy."

"That's great, children are happy."

Qin patiently played with the baby like this for a long time, and the baby suddenly grabbed the rope: "Daddy, daddy! Stop, stop."

Qin then grabbed the rope: "Don't play anymore?"

Sticky climbed down and asked Dad to sit on it: "Dad, sit down, I'll shake you."

"! Do you still understand that you come and go?"

"Daddy let me have fun, do I want to let Daddy have fun too?"

"Slimy, can you shake your dad?"

Sure enough, after Qin sat on it, he pushed the hammock sticky, tried his best, his little face was flushed, and the hammock didn't even move.

Qin supported the floor with his legs, and with a slight push, Sticky slapped on the ground.

There was a thick blanket on the floor, and it didn't hurt even if it fell. Sticky smiled and got up: "Dad, you are too heavy. I can't push you. I will push you when I grow up."

Qin hugged him into the hammock: "Let's play together."

Qin could make the hammock sway by propping his legs on the floor, and he soon became sleepy with sticky dangling.

Sticky lay crookedly on the bed, muttered a few words and fell asleep.

Qin helped him cover the small quilt, lay down and began to take a nap.

In the quiet afternoon, the sun shone on the hammock, and the father and son slept so soundly that the audience in front of the screen couldn't help but take a nap.

"It's so rare to sleep so soundly. Seeing them sleeping, I went to sleep for a while."

"Hahaha, I just said why there is no one in the barrage just now."

"It turns out I'm not the only one who went to bed hahaha."

After Qin got up, Sticky was called up by him.

Feeling a little annoyed, Nian turned around, gave Dad the back of his head, and continued to sleep.

But I'm about to go out to do the task, so I have to get up.

Qin hugged sticky in his arms, twisted sticky a few times in dissatisfaction, and fell asleep on his father's chest until his saliva flowed out.

Qin didn't dislike it either, so he went out with Sticky in his arms.

The small note with the task was given to every father, and Qin Kaizhi's voice huh-la-hh-hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

"Dad, what is this?"

Qin opened the envelope and took out the paper inside: "It's a mission, come on, dad will read it to you."

Sticky pinched the paper: "I'll read it to Dad! Dad, I'll read it."

Qin couldn't laugh or cry: "Do you know how to read?"

Sticky actually knew that the paper he was holding was upside down, and he turned it around seriously: "Dad... a... um... go... "

He actually knew a few words.

It read, "Fathers and babies go to the rice fields to plant rice seedlings together."

The baby recognizes the words daddy, one, and go.

"Hey, I really know how to read. How can a two-year-old baby know how to read?"

"It must be Daddy's teaching. You can tell from the bewildered look on His Royal Highness's face that it must have nothing to do with him."

"What a disqualified dad. I think my dad almost framed his own name when I was able to write my dad's name for the first time."

"I heard my dad say that in order to teach me how to speak, my dad called me daddy every day. Later, when he said 'daddy', I said 'hey!'..."

"Hahahaha today, I was also laughed to death by the barrage."

"Dad: Why are you taking advantage of me?"

"You can't kill your own, hahaha."

Qin pointed to Nian Nian and read it out word by word, and Nian Nian followed his father to read.

This piece of paper is useless after reading it, sticky doesn't throw it away, just holds it in his hand, after a while, sticky said to his father again: "Dad, this is a baby."

Qin glanced at it, and really pointed to the word baby and said, "Yes, this is the baby."

"Slimy is so smart."

"After all, it is the baby of His Royal Highness, with excellent genes."

In this way, I walked all the way to the rice field, only to see a group of babies standing by the rice field with the spirit of getting up, with "I'm not happy!" written on their faces.

The fathers are doing their homework for them: "The task is to plant rice seedlings, just a few for the baby, and the rest will be done by the father, okay?"

"No, it's so dirty!"

"I don't want to go, there will be Chongchong's father..."

"I do not want to go......"

Only Chenchen took off her shoes and carried her own shoes: "Dad, my shoes look good, don't get dirty."

Ning: Little leather monkey, don't smear your shoes.

Chenchen is a healthy young man who loves to play, and his daily life is to run around and play like crazy.

What is the rice field, he also likes rolling in the mud.

The other children are still doing psychological construction, he has already tried to go to the mud field, and Ningdu is not ready yet.

Ning took a few well-bred seedlings, followed the robot's instructions, and inserted a few, which barely looked crooked and straight.

Chenchen followed suit and inserted a few roots, which were on par with her father.

"Yo boy, you did a good job."

Chenchen was even happier. She played like crazy in the rice fields, but it was difficult to walk in the mud. He was small and fell all over the mud in a short while.

Seeing Chen Chen's brother having fun, after a while, Da Jin, who looked like a clean freak, was eager to try.

He didn't tell his father, so he slipped off his shoes and walked down by himself.

Fortunately, I couldn't stop him: "Da Jin! Da Jin waits for Dad."

Da Jin ran a few steps towards Chenchen, and then fell down. When he got up, his body was covered in mud.

Not caring about anything else, he stretched out his hand: "Brother Chenchen, I want to intervene too!"

Chenchen gave him a few plants: "Put it well, don't kill it."

"Hahahaha Chenchen, this thing can't be killed."

Instead, Xing stumbled and stumbled behind, not as flexible as his own son.

Slowly, Yangyang and Rourou also went down. Once the children started playing, they were very happy, and they all played like mud figures.

Qin thought he was sticky and cute before, so he thought it would be easy to handle this time.

When he was about to put the sticky stick down, he found that the sticky little tail would lift up the moment it hit the floor.

As long as the whole body is on Qin's body, it seems to be magnetically repulsed by the floor, and it cannot be placed on the floor no matter what.

"Hahahaha what's the matter with Sticky, can the little tail be so curved?"

"On the flexibility of children."

Qin was amused by Sticky: "What's wrong? There's a task to do."

Sticky pouted: "I don't want to play with mud..."

Qin reluctantly put him on the muddy floor, and curled his sticky mouth: "Ah, sticky..."

Qin is not one to coax children. Since he has a task, he must finish it in his heart.

Sticky was about to cry, and he could only say dryly: "There are missions to do, you can insert a few, and the rest will come, Dad."

Chenchen had already finished her task, and when she saw a tear bubble in Sticky's eyes, she came to help her younger brother.

"Slimy, it's very simple, come brother to teach you."

Chenchen squeezed sticky fingers and inserted one, sticky looked at her sticky fingers, sniffed, and continued to insert a few more.

Then Chenchen carried her younger brother to a clean place, and found water for him to wash his hands.

"Sure enough, no matter how obedient the baby is, there will be things that he absolutely doesn't want to do."

"After all, the slimy feeling is really uncomfortable. I also don't like mud very much. I feel scared when I see it."

After Qin finished his task, he saw that Sticky was still unhappy.

He didn't lose his temper, but his face was full of frustration.

Seeing Qin Shang coming, Nian Nian followed behind his father, pointing his little finger, lowered his head and did not speak.

Qin cleaned himself up before picking up sticky: "What's wrong with sticky?"

Sticky opened his mouth, and suddenly burst into tears.