MTL - After the Boss Retires, He Becomes Obsessed with Raising Cubs-Chapter 8 Workaholic actor's son 8

"It's Mulan."

Xie Hui corrected with a smile, and rubbed his furry head by the way. The fluffy and soft hair feels good to the touch. The novice dad fell in love with this natural little movement not long after he was on the road.

"That's what I remembered wrongly."

The kid Xie Ze couldn't see his eyes from laughing, hugged his father relyingly, leaned up to rub against him, and said coquettishly:

"Dad, tell me quickly."

God knows that when Xie Ze was sent to the nursery school, Xie Ze heard other children look disgusted, saying that his father told him stories with a mouthful of hawks, and when he was not as good as his aunt on the phone, he was so envious.

It's a pity that now he is a baby with his father by his side, and he can no longer go to the nursery to show off to those children who don't have his father by his side like before.

"it is good."

Xie Hui reached out and turned off the overhead light, and turned on the light strip by the bedside. The light strip exudes a light yellow light, which is very soft and not dazzling.

At this time, the follow-up filming did not stay in the bedroom, and a video camera was left on the shelf in the bedroom to record.

Xie Hui, who has participated in many TV series and movies and dubbed by himself, has a solid foundation in lines and a nice voice, especially now when patiently telling stories to his son, his whole body exudes the tolerance and tenderness of being a father.

The first day of filming ended perfectly, without the tragedies of other celebrity families, and the anxiety of still not being able to put the children to sleep in the middle of the night.

Due to the relatively large workload of editing the content shot by the three star families into one issue, basically every day after shooting, the filmed content will be submitted to the department in charge of editing.

After watching it, the person in charge of that department called the director who was in charge of filming and thanked them for returning to their group.

Every scene where the father and son get along is very harmonious and warm, and it would be a pity to cut it out.

After waking up, Xie Hui changed his clothes first, and when he was about to go for a morning run, the dazed kid Xie Ze also sat up. Rubbing his sleepy eyes with his fleshy little hands, with his messy hair on his head, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"Dad, everyone says that eating more and exercising hard can grow faster. I want to go for a run together."

"Okay, hurry up baby."

Of course, Xie Hui would not intentionally discourage the child's enthusiasm. Seeing that he was willing to exercise, he took his fleshy little hand and went downstairs together.

The staff of the program group got up very early and had already had breakfast, but they didn't expect them to get up so early.

When Xie went back to the kitchen to pour some water to cool down, and when they came back from their morning run to give Xie Ze a drink, the kid Xie Ze tiptoed and tugged at the corner of the staff member who was in charge of talking to the guests.

"Uncle, you even asked me such a boring and childish question last night, why didn't you ask me about my clothes today."

The clothes Xie Hui gave him today were the same style as his own, and the father-son outfit made Xie Ze's face full of joy. Zheng worried that he couldn't find a friend to show off, so he saw the uncle who always liked to talk to his father.

"Oh? Then what's the matter with your clothes?"

The staff who had just picked up the wolfberry tea and planned to take a sip were a little confused when they heard this, but they still put down the thermos and began to ask questions with their heads down.

"Uncle is so stupid, this is called father-son pretending, I am just like my father."

The proud Xie Ze glanced at the idiot uncle in disgust, then ran to the kitchen to find his father.

When the staff member went with the follower, he happened to hear the kid Xie Ze complaining to his father.

"Dad, that staff member is so stupid, he is not as smart as the baby, and he doesn't know what the baby knows."

Xie Hui hooked his lips helplessly when he heard his son's words, lowered his head and leaned in front of him, emphasizing seriously:

"The baby is very smart, great and powerful, and knows a lot of things that others don't know. But the baby needs to know that it is wrong to say bad things about others behind their backs."

Most children at this age don't understand anything and need to rely on their parents to give them the right guidance. There are basically a small number of children who are inherently bad. The reason for most bear children is that there is a pampering or endlessly pampering parent behind them.

"what?"

Xie Ze was obviously a little confused when he heard this sentence, he tilted his head in doubt, and wanted to explain a few words but didn't know what to say.

"There will be someone in the world who is smarter than the baby. Does the baby want those people to say that the baby is stupid? Does the baby like those children who said behind their backs that Dad doesn't love you in the nursery?"

Xie Hui connected the matter to the brat himself, and successfully saw Xie Ze's face wrinkled into a ball, turned around to look at the uncle at the kitchen door, walked over with a blushing face, and said:

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything about you."

The staff member just thought it was fun for the kids, and he didn't feel offended. Now after he apologized, he didn't feel it anymore, and replied with a smile:

"It's ok."

Before the morning run, Xie Hui helped Xie Ze take off the radio equipment attached to his clothes, and led him to the running place in the villa area, and accidentally saw an old man walking his dog.

"Well, it's rare to see a young man out for a run so early."

The old man was very talkative, but Erha, who was holding him in his arms, was not very peaceful. After barking twice, he began to circle around anxiously.

Xie Hui stopped after the old man greeted him. Today, with this little boy, he definitely can't run like usual. It's good to take a walk.

"Yes, it is said that exercising more is good for the body."

After finishing speaking, Xie Hui felt his hand loosen, and then he lowered his head and saw Xie Ze running to squat down in front of the restless puppy.

"Do you know that this is very dangerous! You can't go around with the rope!"

With a serious face, Xie Ze squatted there trying to reason with this Erha. Erha's whole dog seemed very unconvinced, and barked a few words unwillingly after Xie Ze finished speaking.

"Aww, aww!"

"You're going to bring grandpa down by spinning around like this! You're not good at all!"

Hearing him start to reason with the dog with this little milky voice, the old man inexplicably felt a little funny, sat down on the stone bench by the side of the road, still holding the leash firmly with his hand.

"Young man, how old are you this year? Is this your son?"

Xie Hui saw that this little brat was addicted to reasoning with Erha, and his enunciation was much clearer, so he let him play here, sat on another stone bench, and chatted with the old man with a smile.

"I'm twenty-six, yes, it's my son."

"Hey, you have a twenty-six son, and my son is thirty-five, and he said he wants to spend his whole life with his broken video camera."

The old man sighed, and didn't say much after sighing. Seeing that the dog I raised, which is usually very airy, is lying on the ground with its ears drooping, and only whines from time to time to express its dissatisfaction, I can't help laughing.

"Your boy is quite lively and outgoing."

"Well, it's a bit... talkative."

Later, when the old man was going to go home, Xie Ze began to return to his father obediently, saying goodbye to this grandfather and his disobedient dog.

On the way back, Xie Ze held his father's hand, raised his head and said seriously:

"Dad, I won't be angry with you this time because I like you. You can't speak ill of me in front of others next time."

Xie Hui walked very slowly on the way back. In order to make use of his son's short legs, he was slightly taken aback when he heard this sentence. Instead of refuting and reprimanding him immediately, he asked patiently:

"Huh? When did I speak ill of you?"

"Just now, you told that grandpa that I'm good at talking."

After Xie Ze finished speaking, his cheeks were puffed up with anger.

"Baby, being good at talking is not a bad word. It means that you are very lively and cheerful, so it's not a bad word."

Xie Hui had a deep smile in his eyes, maybe because he spent more time with him, now he thinks his own children are cute and playful.

"Really Dad?"

"real."

Although he got his father's guarantee, little Xie Ze still had some doubts in his heart.

"Then dad will help me write down this matter first, and when I have a kindergarten diploma, I will think about whether it is true."

"Okay, Dad will help you remember first."

After returning home, the first thing to do was to put on the radio equipment. The nanny had already prepared breakfast and brought it to the dining table. The bowl was steaming, and the aroma of the food wafted out.

After washing up with his father, Xie Ze climbed to his high stool and sat down, holding a spoon and stuffing a big mouthful of pumpkin porridge into his mouth.

"Dad, what are we having for lunch?"

"There are also ribs in the vegetables I bought. You can make braised pork ribs. There are also vegetables, carrots, lettuce, and some sea prawns. What do you want to eat?"

Xie Hui heard this sentence when he sat on the stool just now, thought carefully and gave him a few choices.

"Shrimp, and vegetables, okay? Dad, don't eat carrots."

Xie Ze frowned at the thought of carrots, and forced another spoonful of porridge into his mouth. When he grows up, he must destroy all the carrots that his father can buy!

"Carrots are just used to make up the numbers. How about baby's carrot porridge tomorrow morning?"

As long as picky eating is not serious, Xie Hui doesn't want to correct it deliberately, not to mention that his little brat just can't accept fried carrots.

After Xie Ze swallowed the porridge in his mouth, he replied:

"Soup is also available."

"it is good."

After breakfast, Xie Ze went to the backyard with his small water bottle, completing the tasks assigned to him by his father very seriously every day.

Such a daily repetitive shooting method is undoubtedly a bit boring, but fortunately, the shooting time only lasted for three days. In the second issue, the fathers took their children to other cities to shoot.

The scene where several cute babies get together, most of the audience also like to watch.

Xie Hui didn't go to work today, but sat on the swing chair in the yard to watch the kid water the seeds. The long-lost system appeared this time.

"Host, the Lord God has sent you a voice invitation."

Xie Hui, who was fascinated by the scene of his son's little back busy there, was a little displeased by the sudden system sound, and replied casually in his mind:

"I won't answer it. After he hangs up, you can ask him for me, which plane wants me to go to construction?"

"Okay, host."

The main **** was not surprised and didn't get through. He jumped angrily when he heard the words from the system, and after the jump, he lay down on the sofa and relaxed uncontrollably.

This thorn head should be considered fixed by now.

After answering the system, Xie Hui frowned slightly, feeling a little itchy inexplicably, and an excited child's voice pulled him back from his thoughts to reality.

"Dad, a seed has sprouted!"