The cute cub is weak and helpless, and does not want to become popular [Entertainment Circle]

Ye Nanzhou's heart is about to melt, he can't wait to hug the baby every day.

He opened the trunk with one hand: "Dad wants to take things down."

"what is it?"

When the trunk was slowly opened, Xiao Ou poked her head in and saw a log-colored cardboard box with some books and chores inside.

"It's something from Dad's office. There are so many that I can't put it down." Ye Nanzhou also cleared out several unused notebooks, thinking of using them as drafts for a few older children in school.

Seeing her father holding herself in one hand and the cardboard box in the other, Xiao Ou felt a little struggling, so she said obediently, "Dad, Xiao Ou can go on his own."

Ye Nanzhou said: "It's okay, let Dad hold the baby."

Xiao Lotus stretched out his hand to hold the side of the small cardboard box: "Then Xiao Lotus is also supporting the box, don't drop the box."

Ye Nanzhou went in with the lotus root in his arms, greeted Grandpa Chen who was standing in the yard picking green peppers, and went into the bedroom.

He put the cardboard box on the table, took out the notebook inside and said, "Honey, can I give these to your brothers and sisters?"

"Okay." Xiao Ou sat on the edge of the table, leaning against the cardboard box, holding the notebook and flipping through it, every page was crossed out and blank, "Do you have a copy for each brother and sister?"

Extreme Orange TV station will distribute these work notebooks every once in a while. Most of the covers are mainly orange tones, and there will be different small designs.

Ye Nanzhou said: "Yes, baby, help Dad think about which book to give to which brother or sister, okay?" He lowered his head and kissed Baby's hair quickly, "Daddy go wash your hands. You just sit still obediently."

"Hmm~" Xiao Ou moved her buttocks, sat down, carefully took out the notebook from the cardboard box, and studied different covers.

While rolling up his shirt cuffs, Ye Nanzhou quickly walked out of the room to go to the bathroom.

Maybe it's because everything went well today, when he lowered his eyes and washed his hands, he couldn't help but smile.

Just as the faucet was being turned off, there was a sharp "bang" in the air, accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of glass hitting the ground, mixed with the sudden cry of a child.

Ye Nanzhou's mind went blank, he turned and rushed into the room.

in the room.

There was broken glass all over the table, and the log-colored photo frame was broken.

Xiao Ou shivered and stood on the chair without daring to move, her hands were so frightened that she clenched her fists and leaned against her ears, her face flushed, and she wailed loudly, tears gathered on her chin and fell down one by one.

"Baby!" Ye Nanzhou flew over to hug him, and asked anxiously, "What happened to the hand? Where did it hit? Or the foot? Where does it hurt?"

Xiao Ou hugged her father, desperately rubbed against her father's arms, and apologized vaguely after crying: "Dad, I'm sorry, Xiao Ou broke...it broke..."

"No, baby, Dad, take a look at you, are you injured?" Ye Nanzhou hugged the child to see if he was injured.

Grandma Chen also vaguely heard a voice running to the door: "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

It was also hot and hot.

Ye Nanzhou reacted quickly, hugged the lotus root tightly with one hand, bent down with the other arm to block the scalding that came in first, and quickly said to Grandma Chen: "The photo frame is broken on the ground, don't come in yet."

Grandma Chen hurried to hug Xiaoou: "Little lotus, the glass is on you? Don't cry, don't cry, tell grandma."

Xiao Ou shook her head, her face was full of tears, her nose was red, her long eyelashes were wet, she was very sad: "Grandma, Xiao Ou is not in pain, it is Xiao Ou who broke Dad's things."

He opened his mouth, dragged his sobs, and whispered to his father again and again, "Dad, I'm sorry..."

In the blink of an eye, two more lines of hot tears rolled down and landed on the skirt of the clothes.

The photo frame seemed to be very important, but the lotus root was accidentally dropped on the ground, and it was smashed.

He was worried that he would make his father sad, and his father would not like him, so he was frightened and anxious. He was too frightened to move for a while, and only knew how to cry.

Ye Nanzhou pushed Tangtang to let him go outside the door first.

He hugged Xiaoou back, pressed his cheek tightly against the baby's face, and stroked his back gently: "It's okay, as long as Xiaoou is fine. Dad shouldn't have put you on the table, yes Dad is not careful. Dad, please pay attention in the future, okay?"

"No, it's Xiaoou... Xiaoou didn't hold it properly, so it fell." Xiaoou recalled the scene at that time, still very nervous.

Hearing what he said, Ye Nanzhou was even more thrilled and terrified.

At that time, Xiao Ou was sitting on the edge of the table, with his feet on the chair. If he had bent down to grab the photo frame when it fell, he would probably have fallen face-to-face on the broken glass...

Ye Nanzhou hugged him tightly with lingering fear, rubbed against him, and kissed him: "It's all right, it's really not the baby's problem, the baby didn't make a mistake, so there's no need to be sorry."

Grandma Chen was relieved when she saw that Xiaoou was not injured. She looked inside and looked at the mess: "Xiaoye, take care of Xiaoou, I will clean the glass."

"No, I'll just come." Ye Nanzhou said, "You can cook dinner, I can do it. I'll talk to Xiaoou first and then clean up. Try to clean it up."

As the "newly appointed" father, Ye Nanzhou blamed himself for not taking good care of Xiao Ou, causing Xiao Ou to almost fall down and crying so hard.

Fortunately, Grandma Chen didn't blame Ye Nanzhou at the same time as she blamed herself, and said matter-of-factly: "The broken glass is a bit difficult to get, or let Xiaoou follow me to the kitchen first."

She rubbed Xiaolian's face full of tears, and asked softly, "Little lotus, can grandma take you to the kitchen? You accompany grandma to cook dinner and let dad clean up."

Xiao Ou hugged her father's shoulders tightly, huddled between her father's chest, begged sobbingly: "Grandma, Xiao Ou wants to stay with Dad..."

He just broke something, and he was afraid that Dad would be angry and sad.

Grandma Chen had no choice but to tell Ye Nanzhou: "Xiaoye, put the lotus root on the bed. The bed is far away, so there should be no broken glass flying up. I'll get the broom."

Seeing Ye Nanzhou's pale face, Grandma Chen was obviously frightened just now.She reassured: "Xiaoye, as long as Xiaoou is fine, it's normal for children to bump into things and break things, so don't be too nervous."

"Okay." Ye Nanzhou was indeed very nervous. The moment he heard the cry, a string was tensed in his heart, and he couldn't relax now.

He gently shook the baby in his arms, and kissed his wet cheek, "Baby, don't cry, Dad didn't blame you. Don't worry. It's not an important thing. If it breaks, you can replace it with another one."

Grandma Chen led Tan Tang away, and she went to get the cleaning tools.

Grandpa Chen didn't hear any movement here, so he came out of the kitchen and asked, "What's the matter?"

Grandma Chen explained the situation, and said with a wry smile: "Xiaoye is like this, I don't feel relieved to hand Xiaoou to him. He is inexperienced, and he panics when Xiaoou cries."

Grandpa Chen said: "Take your time, don't rush. From now on, Xiao Ou will get used to crying a lot."

Grandma Chen gave him a supercilious look.

Grandpa Chen followed her into the kitchen again, wondering, "Why are you blaming me? I'm not wrong, kids just bump into bumps, cry and make noise, as long as nothing really happens."

Grandma Chen didn't bother to talk to him, so she picked up the broom in the corner and handed it over: "Here, take it, Xiaoye said to clean it by herself in a while."

Ye Nanzhou was afraid that Xiaoou would feel uncomfortable seeing the glass all over the place, so he hugged him and sat on the edge of the bed with his back to the table, let his little face lean against his arms, and sincerely apologized and repented to him: "Honey, this time it's Dad who didn't Okay, Dad forgot that you are still so young, your hands and feet have no strength, you shouldn't be placed on such a high table and chair. Dad won't do it in the future."

Xiao Ou hugged her father tightly with both arms, and replied softly: "No...it's not that my father is bad. My father is very good, very good."

He couldn't imagine how good other people's fathers could be, he only knew that his own father was really good.

Ye Nanzhou rubbed his little head: "Fortunately, the baby was not injured, otherwise Dad would be very worried. In the future, baby must remember that no matter what happens, baby can't get hurt, you know? If something breaks, dad can come back again." Buy it again."

Xiao Ou nodded dully, her little face buried in her father's chest.

Ye Nanzhou hugged the warm little ball tightly, felt the heat of his breath, and said in a low voice slowly: "Baby, in Dad's world, you are the most important, there is no one more important than you, you know?"

Xiao Ou pursed her lips when she heard this, raised her teary eyes, and said sincerely: "Dad is also the most, most, and most important to Xiao Ou."

There were crystal tears shining in the dark eyes, which made people feel distressed no matter how you looked at it.

Ye Nanzhou lowered his head and kissed his forehead: "Good baby, Dad loves you."

Xiao Ou put her forehead against her father's lips, and when she heard this, she closed her eyes, and the tears rolled down again: "Xiao Ou also loves Dad, very much."

When Xiaoou recovered, Ye Nanzhou let him sit on the bed to play, and went out to get the broom by himself.

As soon as he walked through the door, the broom was placed on the wall.

The person who sent it over didn't come in to disturb them.

As the evening wind passed by, Ye Nanzhou held the broom and looked deeply at the end of the corridor——

Here he felt a lot of subtle, indescribable family warmth, like spring breeze turning into rain, soaking into his heart bit by bit.

Xiao Ou grumbled to the side of the bed and watched her father bend down to pick up the cracked photo frame. There was not only a piece of paper in the photo frame, but also a photo.

The moment the photo frame fell to the ground just now, Xiao Ou had already seen it.

Small photos hidden by white paper.

It is only as big as the palm of a small lotus root.

The photo above is of a young brother.

Xiao Ou saw her father pick up the photo frame and shake it over the trash can, shaking the remaining broken glass into it, and then took out the paper and photos.

He asked in a low voice: "Father, who is that? Can Xiaolian take a look?"

Ye Nanzhou was just too impatient, and when it was time to clean, he remembered the old photos that were pressed inside.He picked it up and turned it to Xiao Ou, and said calmly, "It's Dad's younger brother."

"Huh?" Xiao Ou widened her eyes and looked straight at her brother in the photo.

There was a bit of cream on the tip of his nose, which looked a little weird, but his flying eyebrows gave off a different kind of fierceness, and there was an unusually hot temperature hidden in those deep, dark eyes, as if he wanted to see through it. The lens looks into the depths of the photographer's heart at a glance.

Xiao Ou is still too young. With his four-year-old child's aesthetics and cognition, he only knows that his brother in the photo is very handsome.

Unlike Brother Xiao Ke, Brother Xiao Ding, or even Dad or Uncle Lu, he feels a very handsome.

Ye Nanzhou looked at Xiao Ou's eyes blankly, rubbed his little head, and asked with concern, "What's wrong baby?"

Xiao Ou shook her head, frowned again, and asked inexplicably, "Why did Dad hide the photos?"

He thought, if it's Dad's younger brother, who is it to him?

Before Dad could answer, Xiao Ou asked again: "What does Xiao Ou want to call him?"

Ye Nanzhou was stunned for a moment, hesitating, and said in a low voice: "Uncle. Xiaoou can just call him Uncle."

As for why he hid the photos, he saw that Baby didn't ask again, so he didn't answer.

"Oh, so it's uncle." Xiao Ou reached out to touch the photo.

Ye Nanzhou didn't stop it and handed it to him.

"Where's uncle, Dad?"

Xiao Ou suddenly thought that he had never been to his father's house, met his parents, or other family members until now.

He pinched the small photo and asked curiously, "Where is Dad's house, Dad?"

Ye Nanzhou smiled softly, pushed his glasses and said, "Baby, let Dad clean it first, okay? Dad will talk to you later?"

"Yeah, Dad, come on." Xiao Ou sat obediently on the edge of the bed, and said embarrassingly, "Dad, if Xiao Ou breaks something when he grows up, he can clean it by himself."

"Okay." Ye Nanzhou cleaned up the broken glass, and then carefully checked the edges and corners, lest any glass shards fall.

Xiao Ou pinched the sides of the small photo with the fingers of both hands, looked left and right, and said in amazement: "Dad, uncle's head seems to be round too."

He couldn't help touching his forehead and the top of his hair.

In Ye Nanzhou's mind, the appearance of the man with a cropped head appeared in his mind, and his head was well rounded, indeed very round.

He was a little worried that Xiaoou would ask some questions that he couldn't answer, so he said, "Honey, Dad will take you to take pictures after get off work tomorrow, and buy some new photo frames for our group photo, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ou immediately nodded obediently: "Well, good dad."

His attention was on the uncle in the photo again, "Dad, where is uncle?"

Ye Nanzhou bent down, picked up the last piece of glass and threw it into the trash can: "Overseas."

"Where is the foreign country?" Xiao Ou asked tirelessly.

This is Dad's younger brother. He has great enthusiasm and desire to know, as if he can get to know and get closer to Dad in this way.

Ye Nanzhou said: "England, Dad hasn't contacted uncle for several years, so I don't know the specific place."

He took the trash can to the door, turned around and saw the baby lying on the bed, putting the photo on the pillow, and studying it carefully with his chin resting on his hands.

Ye Nanzhou was thinking about how to tell Baby to take back the photos, when Baby asked in a soft tone: "Dad, is the one on Uncle's nose the one from the cake? The sweet one?"

"Yes. It's white cream."

The scene of that day appeared in Ye Nanzhou's mind, the last warm and happy birthday they spent together.

His hand just picked up the glass and it was a little dirty, so he bent down and kissed the baby's forehead, "Daddy will take you to buy a cream cake tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay." Xiao Ou felt even more embarrassed now. He caused damage and caused his father to clean up, but he could still eat cream cake...

He got up silently, put his arms around his father's neck, and whispered in his ear, "Dad, Xiaoou will be very good in the future, and won't break anything again."

Ye Nanzhou thought, sure enough, this incident had caused quite a psychological impact.

He kissed the baby's temples: "Good baby, sleep in and forget about it tomorrow, don't take it to heart, okay?"

While talking, Ye Nanzhou took advantage of Xiaoou's distraction and stuffed the small photo into the pocket of his suit pants.

He said to Xiao Ou: "Hold Dad's neck tightly, Dad has to stand up straight."

"Ah?!" Xiao Ou immediately retracted her little feet and hugged her father tightly with her arms.

Ye Nanzhou weakly supported the baby's little butt with one arm, and said with a smile: "Baby is so powerful, you can hug daddy."

"Father is also very good!" Xiao Ou tried her best to climb up, smiling very happily.

Like a reappearance of a dream, he hung on his father's body in the dream, safe and secure.

Xiao Ou thought for no reason: It's really good for Uncle Ye to be his father, very good.

Ye Nanzhou finished tidying up the room, said hello to Grandpa Chen, and contacted the mall to send over a large carpet for children's rooms.

Xiao Ou heard her father calling, and not long after, an uncle worker came to lay the carpet.

There are two pieces in total, covering all the ground except the bed.

The thin carpet of cotton and linen texture has no fluff, and the rough feeling is obvious when stepped on, but it is very comfortable.

Little lotus root's white feet rubbed against it, and the soles of the feet were itchy.

Seeing that his father was talking to the worker uncle, he obediently did not disturb him.

He suddenly remembered that the small photo seemed to be missing, so he ran from the carpet to the bedside, and searched carefully on the bed and under the pillow, but found nothing.

Ye Nanzhou was about to send the delivery personnel out when he saw Xiao Ou standing beside the bed with a look of embarrassment.He also realized that it was a problem with the photo, and immediately stepped forward to hug Xiao Ou: "Baby, the photo is here with Dad, and Dad put it away. It's not lost."

"Oh!" Xiao Ou showed his face and breathed a sigh of relief, he was so afraid of losing his father's things again.

Today is really a clumsy little lotus root.

sad~

Ye Nanzhou walked out with him in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Do you still want to see the photos?"

Xiao Ou shook his head: "I don't want to watch it." He tilted his head and fell on his father's shoulder, and confessed sweetly, "Daddy is pretty, and daddy is the prettiest."

When the delivery personnel walking ahead heard it, they thought it was strange.

They were already very special when they received the news from the store that they were going to deliver carpets to the orphanage. Then they heard that this pair of father and son who are very good-looking and have a sweet and harmonious relationship...

It's a violation of harmony everywhere.

However, the delivery personnel are all professional, and no matter how big the doubts are, they will not show them to customers.

After the incident where the photo frame was broken, Ye Nanzhou's original plan to cook two dishes fell through, but he still made a sweet and spicy rice cake for the children as an extra snack.

The strip-shaped rice cakes are cut into small pieces, boiled in boiling water with salt until soft, and then put into a frying pan and stirred evenly with seasoning and sweet and spicy sauce.

Ye Nanzhou also took advantage of the opportunity to fry a few eggs into thin omelettes, let it cool down and cut it into cubes.

The fragrant rice cakes in the pot are gurgling and cooking, covered with bright red sauce, and bright yellow diced egg cakes sprinkled in, it looks very appetizing.

In fact, it is a very simple street snack, but it is very important in the eyes of children.

After all, everyone eats home-cooked food every day, and there are not many opportunities to eat these things.

Each child took a small bowl and lined up excitedly waiting for the pot to come out, with their little heads looking into the pot.

Xiao Lotus hugged her own bowl, happily waiting for her own small portion: "Dad, this little rice cake smells so good!"

Brothers and sisters can't wait to eat it, as happy as running out to steal snacks.

Grandma Chen yelled: "Oh, slow down."

Everyone was laughing, Chen Jingwen's mouth was full of sweet and spicy sauce, and the tip of his tongue quickly licked it off, laughing even harder.

Grandma Chen also had a portion. After tasting it, she said, "This sauce tastes pretty good."

Ye Nanzhou scooped up a small piece of rice cake with a spoon for Xiaolian to taste. He was afraid that Xiaoyuan would find it spicy, even though he had already considered the spiciness when buying the sauce.

Little lotus root opened her mouth and ate the rice cake in one bite. It was so hot that she opened her mouth before she could bite.

"Is it too spicy?" Ye Nanzhou asked hastily.

Xiao Lotus shook her head, pointed at her mouth whiningly, and waited until she swallowed it before saying, "Not spicy daddy, Xiao Lotus will eat another one."

Grandma Chen smiled: "Little lotus root can eat some chili, but you can't eat too much. Children have weak stomachs and are easy to get angry."

"Yeah." Xiao Ou raised his chin with a smile, feeling inexplicably proud that he could eat chili peppers, and he gestured with his fingers, "Grandma, Xiao Ou just eat a little bit, a little bit!"

Grandma Chen said: "Okay, Grandma knows."

Grandpa Chen also said: "This sauce is fine, can I get some cabbage with sauce later?"

Grandma Chen nodded: "It should be possible. I'll try some cabbage stalks for the sauce left in the pot later."

Chen Jingwen on the side quickly finished his share, and stretched his neck to look at it: "Little lotus root, do you want to share with brother?"

Ye Nanzhou smiled and pushed his share to him: "Xiaowen, share mine with everyone."

He was afraid that people would not like it, so he didn't make a lot of it at once. He didn't expect that the "sales" were good, and all the children ate it happily.

Xiao Ou hurriedly showed his hospitality: "Dad and Xiao Ou eat a bowl, isn't Dad right? Just take another bite of Xiao Ou and give it to Dad."

Ye Nanzhou said: "Okay, take another bite."

Chen Jingwen took Ye Nanzhou's plate and divided the rice cakes slightly.

Xiaoke asked: "Brother Zhou, will Xiaoou live broadcast tomorrow afternoon?" He is also paying attention to various news on the Internet today, knowing that the audience of the show is happy for Xiaoou to find his family. There are many people who come to ask about Xiaoou?"

Ye Nanzhou put down the small spoon for scooping rice cakes, and helped Xiaolian push the steamed eggs in front of him.He replied: "Tomorrow I will let the colleagues in charge of the live broadcast in the station focus on it. In addition, part of the management authority will be allocated to you, and you can directly operate in the background of the computer. If you encounter something that looks uncomfortable, just kick it out. No need What theory."

"Okay." Xiao Ke was relieved to hear him say that.

Xiao Lotus ate steamed eggs with a small spoon, lowered her head, her cheeks were puffed up, and she made small noises, like a newborn animal cub.

Ye Nanzhou quietly admired the baby's appearance, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Seeing this, Grandpa Chen reminded him with a smile: "Xiao Ye, you can eat. After eating, let's play chess."

Hearing this, Xiao Ou paused holding the hand of the little spoon, looked up at her father and grandpa: "Grandpa, Xiao Ou wants to play chess too."

Grandma Chen muttered to the side: "Your stinky chess, you let Xiaoye play with you, delaying Xiaoye's company with Xiaoou."

Ye Nanzhou said: "It's okay, let's set up a chessboard in the yard, and Xiaoou is playing beside it, okay?" He rubbed Xiaoou's wrist, "Go ahead, baby, it's getting cold."

"Yeah." Xiao Lotus buried her head in the steamed eggs again.

After everyone had eaten, everyone began to clear the table, and Xiao Ou remembered something.

He pulled his father's shirt, straightened up and said in his father's ear, "Dad, when will you give the little book to your brothers and sisters?"

"What?" Chen Jingyu asked with a smile, deliberately teasing him, "Did Xiao Ou mention her sister? Xiao Ou only whispers to her father now, not her sister."

"No." Xiao Ou said anxiously, "Xiao Ou is also whispering to my sister!"

Ye Nanzhou picked up Xiaoou and asked him to sit next to Chen Jingyu: "Dad, get it, you sit down obediently." Xiaoou grabbed her sister's finger and nodded to her father: "Okay!"

A few minutes later, Ye Nanzhou came over with a notebook, put it on the table, and said to a few children: "I tidied up the office today. They are all work notebooks issued by the TV station. Let's use them for drafting."

When Chen Jingxu saw the leather-covered notebook, he was surprised and said, "I don't want to make a draft of such a good notebook. I want to use it to write a diary! Thank you, Uncle Ye."

"Me too!" Chen Jinghan looked at the bright orange cover, "The color is pretty."

Every child received a copy, but Chen Jingyu stood up in surprise after opening it: "Ah! There is this!!!!"

She took out a stack of photos from her notebook, all signed by Han Jun.

Chen Jinghan immediately leaned over, and the two little girls became excited together. "Thank you uncle!"

Chen Jingming also had the same reaction, and found the autographed photos of his favorite football stars in his notebook. "Me too! Thank you, Uncle Ye! Great!"

Several other boys rushed to grab the photo, laughing and fighting together.

They mentioned it to Ye Nanzhou at the dining table last Saturday, and Ye Nanzhou entrusted someone to collect it in the past two days.

Xiao Ou stretched her neck and asked curiously: "What is it? Xiao Ou also wants to see it!"

After seeing the photo clearly, Xiao Ou remembered that it was the elder brother on the show that day.He immediately turned to his father and said, "Where's the autographed photo of my father?" He pulled his father's forearm crookedly and shook it, "Dad~"

Ye Nanzhou hugged the baby on his lap: "I'll take pictures tomorrow, Dad won't forget it."

Xiao Ou held her father's face and tweeted on her father's chin: "Yes! There is a new photo frame, is Dad right?"

"Yes." Ye Nanzhou put his arms around the baby and said to Grandpa Chen, "Uncle Chen, let me do the dishes. You go and set the chessboard. I'll be here in a while."

Grandma Chen stopped him: "No, tell him to wash. He has only washed the dishes once in the past two days."

Chen Jingming jumped up and said loudly with a smile on his face: "Today I wash the dishes!"

Grandma Chen asked, "Have you finished your homework?"

"It's finished!" Chen Jingming chuckled, and smugly farted at the other friends, "I wrote it during class today." After speaking, he rushed into the kitchen.

Grandpa Chen said: "All right, let Jingming wash it, he will be happy to get the photo. Xiaoye, let's go, let's play chess."

Grandma Chen shook her head and told everyone to hurry up and do their homework.

Chen Jingyu and Chen Jinghan volunteered: "We will wash the dishes tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!"

They all seemed to be thanking Ye Nanzhou for his kindness, but they didn't know how to act properly, so they used washing dishes instead.

Xiao Ou lay on her father's shoulder and said softly, "Dad, Xiao Ou also wants to wash the dishes."

Ye Nanzhou nodded his little nose: "One day, Dad will teach you, okay?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Ou smiled sweetly, and pecked her father's face again.

I like my father so much, I really want to become a soft and glutinous rice cake, sticking to my father all the time.