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The fathers took their children back to their homes and were ready to enjoy a sumptuous lunch.

As soon as Guo Tao and Shitou returned home, Shitou rushed up, hugged the dog in the yard, and asked, "Dad, can I feed the dog something?"

"Okay." Guo Tao nodded, holding something in one hand and holding Shitou's right hand with the other, being careful not to let his left hand touch anything else.

Shitou obviously didn't notice Guo Tao's actions. All his attention was on the dog. When Guo Tao said that he could feed the dog, he excitedly ordered: "Then you wrap the things into a ball and I'll feed it to the puppy."

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"Feed him after you finish eating."

"Can I feed him first?"

"No!" The man from the northwest said it simply.

Shitou obviously understood his father's character, so he didn't force it and followed his father into the house obediently.

When Guo Xiaoyu saw this scene in his previous life, he couldn't help but think of a sentence: "He is hurting you, but you think he loves you; he loves you, but you can't understand."

This sentence perfectly explains something called fatherly love.

This is a sentence that needs to be broken into two parts. The first part talks about a negative teaching material, a father who obeys his children in everything, dotes on them, and spoils them. When the children are still young, they do nothing.

You know, no matter what they did wrong, the father would just laugh it off, and slowly they would think that what they did was right. When this idea is deeply ingrained, they will definitely make a big mistake. Otherwise, they will make a big mistake.

How could a person like Li appear? This kind of person is the result of the first kind of father's love.

The last part of this sentence talks about another kind of father's love, which is a kind of father's love that cannot be felt without careful observation, but this kind of father's love is like air, surrounding you everywhere at all times.

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Guo Tao's love for Shitou is the latter kind of father's love. There is no doubt that Guo Tao loves Shitou. But the roughness in the bones of a man from the northwest makes his love for Shitou appear more in a special way.

Come out. Shitou cannot object to his words, because he is right; if he is wrong, he will correct it, but he will not apologize; Guo Tao hopes Shitou can read well, and does not like him acting coquettishly when he has nothing to do; he hopes Shitou

He is more mature and hopes that he will be more organized in his work. This is Guo Tao's love, this is the father's love that Shitou has, a rough father's love from a man in the northwest.

Shitou will grow up one day, and he will find that his father's love is silent and has been connected to him all his life! dy's mouth.

"Woo..."

"Then let's eat corn." Tian Liang handed over the cooked corn on the cob.

"Woo..."

"If you don't want to eat corn on the cob, let's eat sweet potatoes." The sweet potatoes have also been processed.

"Woo..."

"I don't want to eat sweet potatoes either, so I'll eat them myself." As he said this, Tian Liang started to eat.

"Woo..."

"You said you can't change your voice?"

"Woo..."

"You said how old you are, why are you still like this?" dy actually stopped crying. dy raised his head, looked at Zhang Liang and said, "Dad, I miss my mom."

"I miss your mother too. If you keep crying, my father will cry with you." Tian Liang could only recite these words silently in his heart, and said: "We will live here today." Dy said.

He remained silent and continued eating his lunch.

Let’s take a look at our father Wang Yuelun?

Wang Yuelun put down the box in his hand and said, "Are you hungry? Let's eat first, and then we'll pack up after we finish."

"Okay." He agreed.

"Eh... there are no stools." Wang Yuelun looked around and saw no bench, so he had to say, "Then let's just eat standing." As he said that, he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Director Wang, you don't do this. Didn't you say you eat while standing? The feeling is that the daughter is standing and she is sitting, standing like this." Several young men who followed Wang Yuelun to shoot all complained silently in their hearts.

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"Dad, the lamb is so cute." As he said it, he imitated the goat and started barking: "Hey..."

"Hey..." Wang Yuelun followed suit happily.

"Director Wang, I didn't expect you to have such a cute side!" Please forgive our camera crew for trying to impress us.

I am very happy to have the little sheep, and Wang Yuelun is not worried anymore. So what about our first noisy Tiantian just now?

Tiantian was not making any fuss at this time, he was enjoying the love sandwich from his father Zhang Liang.

"Let me make you a sandwich." Zhang Liang picked up the steamed bun and stuffed some ham and corn into it. Then he picked up the tomatoes and realized that he didn't have a knife.

"There is no knife!" Zhang Liang thought for a moment and asked, "Tiantian, do you dislike me?"

Tiantian shook his head and said without hesitation: "I don't mind it."

"Okay." Zhang Liang said, taking a big bite and stuffing it into the steamed bun.

Tiantian took Zhang Liang's steamed buns and ate them with big mouthfuls. At the same time, he did not forget to praise: "It's so delicious. The sandwich made by dad is absolutely delicious."

"Hey, hey, hey...this is all ready-made by fellow villagers, and the compliments are not so flattering, right..." When Guo Xiaoyu was not around, he could only rely on the efforts of the comrades in the camera crew to increase their presence and make them feel more present.

As you all know, this is a variety show that is being filmed.

Let’s ignore the good buddies Zhang Liang and his son who are showing off their affection here. Let’s go see what Guo Xiaoyi is doing.

"Xiaoyi, let's come to eat." Father Guo called to the old lady Guo Xiaoyi, who was still pestering him: "If you don't eat, you'll be cold. Let's eat first and learn paper-cutting from my grandmother later."

"Grandma, you really don't want to eat with us?"

"Thank you, little girl. I've eaten. You go and eat quickly." Under the old lady's repeated urging, Guo Xiaoyi finally started to eat.

"Xiao Yi, this is an authentic farm food. How do you like it? Is it delicious?"

"Yeah, it's delicious." Guo Xiaoyi nodded and said with some regret, "But it's still not as delicious as the food cooked by my brother."

"Haha..." Father Guo could only smile bitterly at Guo Xiaoyi's answer. What if he didn't smile? His cooking skills are not even considered as a three-legged cat, so it's better not to be compared with his son by Guo Xiaoyi. Father Guo did it too.

He didn’t understand. He knew nothing about cooking, how could his son be so good at cooking? In the mood of envy and hatred, he finally attributed it to his wife’s good teaching. Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but admire: "

It’s me who is so good, I have such a good wife!”

While Father Guo was thinking about these messy things, Guo Xiaoyi had already finished eating and went back to learn paper-cutting with her old lady.