Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

Chapter 184 Saving Private Mutou (4)

If Ye Long didn't have to work overtime today, and had finished recording the program and had taken care of everything with his superiors - it would be time to go home!

Although Mr. Ruo Ye Long was cheerful and relaxed on stage and diligently took on every joke from his partner as the comedian, he was surprisingly meticulous off stage and was not willing to pay attention to his partner unless it was about work.

The amount of smiles he made was barely balanced - but after work he was still happy to force a smile in front of his wife and daughter.

If it weren’t for the letter from Senior Anhe.

How to educate children?

There is no standard answer to this question, but I am afraid that every parent who is doing well will firmly believe that letting their children repeat the path they have taken will at least not be wrong, and at least they can become another self who is doing well.

So I can no longer face my daughter with a smile - I have to use suffering to temper her will, especially Mu, who has been favored by the seniors, I have to use difficulties to temper her even more!

Even though he thought so, who said that Mr. Ye Long didn't care about his daughter? It was just that this love was too heavy, so heavy that Mu couldn't continue to persevere as he did when facing ordinary difficulties.

I ate the cold food in silence, feeling a little annoyed as I listened to my wife's endless narration - when I asked you half a month ago how you stay in shape as an actor, I wasn't asking for myself, I was asking for Mu.

Eggs, corn and broccoli - you say that, but you obviously have no intention of doing it! The nanny still makes you shrimps with salt and pepper and sizzling sirloin steak!

"Honey, if you want to lose weight, you'd better follow me every morning..."

"Wait a minute, how is Mu's kid doing lately?"

The somewhat abrupt change of topic made Mori Minami's face visibly look a little ugly. After a while of silence, she replied somewhat hesitantly, "Not... not bad. The nanny said everything is normal."

Ruoye Long sighed secretly - his wife actually didn't know that Ruoye Mu was locked up by him. He explained to her that Mu wanted to be independent so he planned to live alone in the small house. However, his wife basically never cared about Mu, and he was tired of work, so he was afraid that the child might be most familiar with the nanny at home.

"Would you like to come with me to see the child later? In the small house, the feeling of a family of three might be more vivid."

Ruo Ye Long said to his wife in a pleading tone - Mu's evening class will be time soon. It has been several weeks and it is time to give Mu a little break and rest.

"Oh, forget it, dear." Unexpectedly, Mori Minami had a very indifferent expression. The worldly-wise Wakaba Takashi even read a hint of jealousy from his wife's eyes - jealousy of his own daughter?

"Didn't Mu just come back a few days ago? He even brought us some souvenirs from Kawasaki."

A few days ago...

Ruo Yelong closed his eyes bitterly, clenching his fists tightly, but he loosened his fists weakly before his hands turned white from being clenched by himself on the stage.

Ms. Mori Minami, what you called a few days ago was already half a month ago...

"Well... forget it," Ruoye Long said gloomily, putting down his chopsticks, getting up, putting on his suit, and preparing to walk to the garage. "I'm going back to work."

“Have a nice trip~”

If Ye Long couldn’t see his wife’s eyes, and didn’t want to see them—did she really care about their harmony?

Come to think of it, I don’t seem to have the right to say this - when the child went to Kawasaki, he informed his teacher first, not us as his parents.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, she did not ask the driver to drive away immediately, but waited for a while for the nanny to come and check on her every day.

In the photo, Mu looked a little listless, and there were a lot fewer protein powder bottles than in the past few days.

Wakaba Long sent a message.

[Please don't feed Mu these things anymore. Just cook as usual.]

After confirming that the other party had read it, Ruo Ye Long patted the driver on the shoulder and signaled to start the car - it was time to work.

……

A Chinese restaurant near a wealthy area.

"Brother," the boss from the north of China said, his hands shaking as he put down the tray full of barbecue. You can't just count by quantity, you have to count by weight. A tray is five pounds. "Are these two girls really that good at making things?"

The two little girls refer to Mutou, who was still hungry even after eating the dinner made by Kashiwa Sanhui, and Lenai, a cat who for some reason spawned nearby and was caught by Kashiwa Sanhui.

The nanny was talking to the proprietress while marveling at the decoration and dishes in the store - Oh my God, this is the first time in our lives that we from Tanegashima have seen such a big carp!

The boss asked, "How do you know I caught a ten-jin carp yesterday?"

"It's too much. Children grow up like this." Kashiwa Sanhui casually took out a tissue and wiped the sauce from the corner of little Mutou's eyes, then considerately refilled Lenai's bowl of oily soba noodles and put the empty bowl aside - in fact, it would be more accurate to say that he folded it aside.

After all, it wasn't just Xiao Mutou and Lenai who were eating. Everyone, including the nanny, hadn't eaten dinner. Otherwise, it wouldn't make sense for the aunt to ask Baihe Sanhui to bring Xiao Mu out for a good meal.

The boss was embarrassed to let these big customers pay the full bill, so after giving them a 20% discount, he shook his head and went into the kitchen, and asked the waiter to bring up two servings of salted egg yolk barbecued pork.

That's very lifelike.

"Doctor," Xiangzi patted Kashiwa Sanhui's shoulder and looked at Mu, who was still busy eating, with some concern. "Should we take Mu back or what?"

"Of course, let the nanny take Xiao Mu back," Kashiwa Sanhui answered without much thought. "She's done nothing wrong. We can't let her lose her job just because of our own concerns."

The reasoning was convincing—but Xiangzi was still somewhat dissatisfied. After holding it in for a while, he managed to blurt out a sentence: "Then are we just going to watch Xiao Mu go back to live that caged life?"

"Of course not," Kashiwa Sanhui waved the souvenir left by An and Tendou. "Mu's father will personally deliver little Mu to us... Why does it feel so strange to say this?"

We are not gangsters.

"Personally?" Xiangzi didn't understand the meaning behind the question and only pressed the issue urgently. "This kind of controlling parent is as strong as a pervert... Ouch!"

"Don't speak ill of others behind their backs," Baihe Sanhui said, giving Xiangzi a slap in the face. "I just don't know how to properly take care of and educate children. I'm not a scumbag like your father."

After saying that, Kashiwa Sanhui silently turned his head to the side, waiting for Xiangzi's iron fist punishment - it was rude to scold the father in front of the son, but he really couldn't find a more vivid example.

Unexpectedly, there was no movement - when he turned around, Xiangzi just pulled his shoulder and leaned against him without saying a word, with a look of loss on his face.

Xiangzi hugged her very tightly, and the touch in his arms felt a little too soft, but Baihe Sanhui was reluctant to push Xiangzi away - everyone has moments of weakness, right?

"...Doctor," Xiangzi said slowly, after a pause, in a voice only the two of them could hear. "Last night, the police called me and asked me to go to the police station to pick someone up."

Baihe Sanhui certainly knew that Xiangzi didn't go - he spent the whole night staring out the window of Rising. Both the passionate resident singer Ci Tuan next door and himself and Li Xiao, who worked in the same office, witnessed this scene.

"...It's okay, I'm here."

"Nonsense—why do you think I dare not go?"

"It's enough for you to know about this kind of thing yourself. Who will be moved if you tell them about it?"

"You're touched!"

After saying this, Xiangzi calmed down again, breathing steadily, with his mouth slightly open, as if he was saying something.

"……wood."