Chapter 21: Three in One
PART 1
This variety show doesn’t have any competitive activities; it mainly focuses on travel, meals, and surrounding activities.
Since the title says “little kids,” it naturally respects the children’s biological clocks.
It’s just that the adults will be woken up to make breakfast for the kids.
When Tang Mian woke up to wash his face, he found Tang Yue washing his face in the yard.
But the father’s actions couldn’t really be called washing his face; his whole face was submerged in the basin of water.
It was like he was practicing some secret underwater project.
Tang Mian tugged at Tang Yue’s shirt and called out, “Dad.”
Tang Yue almost choked on the water, quickly raising his head, revealing a wet face.
“My grandson is so cute, wuwu, even his little belly is cute.”
“Nonsense, Xiao Mie doesn’t have a little belly!”
“I’ve been healed. High visual appeal really improves one’s mood.”
“No one cares that Tang Yue has been in a daze for ten minutes.”
“Those who don’t know would think he’s preparing for the swimming team.”
Tang Mian: “Dad, are you very sleepy?”
Tang Yue: “No, I’m just washing my face.”
Tang Yue’s face was still burning hot.
The feeling of being pressed against Jiang Shulu felt like a lingering shadow, almost bringing back the memory of the night Tang Yue almost left.
It was to the point of repeated flashbacks, almost making Tang Yue flee in panic.
After hearing Jiang Shulu’s suggestive “little rascal,” he abruptly threw off the covers and jumped out of bed.
He didn’t know where the program crew rented the house; it was not only shabby, but the bed was also of poor quality and couldn’t withstand Tang Yue’s jump.
With a “creak,” one of the bed’s supports seemed to break, the sound incredibly clear and embarrassing Tang Yue even more.
Early in the morning, the trending topics were all about this variety show.
#TangYueJiangShuluBedCollapse#
#WhyIsTheMaknaeLikeThis#
#OthersHaveTheirImagesRuined,TheyHaveTheirBedRuined#
#ClickToWatchTheChaebolCEORepairingABedOnline#
Tang Mian also heard the hammering sounds from inside the room. He looked inside and found Yao Lixin was also there.
Tang Yue called out to Xiao Mie: “Do you want to wash your face? I’ll squeeze the toothpaste for you.”
Tang Mian: “I can do it myself, I’m a grown-up.”
Saying this with his soft and cute face was particularly funny, even Tang Yue couldn’t help but laugh.
Tang Mian reached out and touched Tang Yue’s face, exclaiming, “Dad, your face is so hot! Did you drink alcohol?”
Tang Yue shook his head: “No.”
Tang Mian: “Then why?”
Tang Yue didn’t know how to answer again, burying his head in the basin again, seemingly continuing to cool down.
“Hahahaha, big cute and little cute.”
“I’m going to die laughing at this show. The bed collapsing shouldn’t be part of the script!!”
“In my eyes, Jiang Shulu is a financial tycoon who points the country’s direction. Now he’s actually using a hammer to repair a bed.”
“It feels like a young couple’s excessive wedding night.”
“Yao Lixin is still mocking, not helping at all? Hilarious, does this group even have group spirit?”
“Tang Yue, you don’t have to be shy; we all know it wasn’t that reason the bed collapsed.”
Tang Mian ignored his dad, who was blowing bubbles in the basin.
Amidst countless “cute” comments flashing across the screen, the little kid completed his washing routine and pulled Yao Xuan Yu, who was brushing his teeth, to the room to see the other two adults.
“Am I the only one still thinking about what I saw when I opened the live stream this morning? Wuwu, I took a screenshot and added text, asking my friends what movie it was from.”
“Who said before that Jiang Shulu wouldn’t love someone? That look in his eyes at that moment, I thought he really loved him.”
“Because fans previously hyped the captain up as if he were a god descending from heaven, plus he really didn’t have any scandals, so it’s…”
“I actually feel that Jiang Shulu is the type who is waiting for redemption (saying it this way is too exaggerated, but it is!!)”
Yao Lixin exclaimed: “Captain, no need for this, right? Asking you to take care of Tang Yue doesn’t mean you have to break the bed!”
The show’s post-production team thoughtfully added a “watching the show” tag to Yao Lixin, maximizing the satire in the picture, making it even more wicked.
The screen showed the mattress moved to the side, and the visible dent in the bed frame.
Jiang Shulu took out the broken bed support and threw it at Yao Lixin’s feet.
A dull thud.
Yao Lixin instinctively took a step back.
Jiang Shulu smiled at him: “I didn’t break it.”
He hadn’t changed out of his pajamas yet. The bedroom curtains were drawn open, revealing the village’s corridor, with sheep passing by.
A yellow dog had been standing outside the window watching.
The guests inside didn’t react, but the barrage was shouting about how primitive it was.
“The captain is implying something about Tang Yue!”
“Wuwu, Jiang Shulu’s looks are worthy of being voted the top captain back then! So hard to describe.”
“So, how did it happen? Is it what I think?”
“I really want to know what happened under the covers. Tang Yue ran away so flustered that he even broke the bed support.”
“Tang Yue looks thin but unexpectedly strong!”
“Actually, he’s always been energetic! This little cat is quite stubborn, actually. He’s just very, very slow to warm up, before he wouldn’t give up in games and would even scratch people.”
Yao Lixin: “The program team wants us to make breakfast. That’s terrifying.”
Jiang Shulu: “Then why are you still standing here?”
After saying that, Jiang Shulu looked at the off-screen staff: “Can I get a new bed support?”
“Hard to imagine a chaebol with billions of dollars asking for a bed support.”
“A little cutie powerfully crosses the threshold.”
The next second, Jiang Shulu laughed. He opened his arms, and Tang Mian bounced over: “Good morning!”
Even squatting down, the man was very large, making the little kid in his arms even more endearing.
Tang Mian: “Did Xiao Yue cause you trouble?”
The kid was wearing the same clothes as yesterday.
A light yellow fleece sweater; no matter how you look at it, it gives the impression that Tang Yue bought a whole series to save trouble.
It inevitably made fans think of what Liu Xichao had complained about Tang Yue during group interviews.
“Who’s the real dad!!”
“At this moment, Tang Yue is finally willing to come out of the basin.”
“Tang Yue is only of university graduation age, right? I still can’t accept it, wuwu!”
“Jiang Shulu… is the better father, right? He feels like a role model, everything about him is someone else’s child.”
“Am I the only one who thinks Jiang Shulu is putting on an act?”
“He doesn’t seem to have much genuine temperament, too perfect so he’s empty…”
Jiang Shulu: “No, he just left in a hurry this morning.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the little kid reached out and cupped Jiang Shulu’s face, asking in surprise, “Uncle Jiang, how did you get hurt?”
“I want to ask too…”
“Didn’t Yao Lixin already ask?”
Jiang Shulu: “Mosquito bite.”
As soon as he said that, he was opposed by Tang Mian: “Impossible!”
He seemed a little angry: “Did my dad hit you?”
The little guy spoke indignantly, causing Yao Lixin standing aside to burst into laughter.
Jiang Shulu: “How could that be.”
But Tang Mian seemed to have just said it casually. The next second, he cheerfully said, “My dad definitely can’t beat Uncle Jiang either.”
“Why is he comparing his dad to another person!”
“Strong condemnation!”
“Hahahaha, how could he fight! With Tang Yue’s physique.”
Jiang Shulu: “Have you washed your face? Where’s your dad?”
As soon as he asked, Yao Xuan Yu answered: “Uncle Tang Yue has been burying his head in the basin for a long time.”
Yao Lixin looked outside and happened to see Tang Yue wiping his face. When he looked over, he met Jiang Shulu’s gaze.
As if he was burned, he quickly looked away.
Yao Lixin looked at Tang Yue outside, then at Jiang Shulu, and his gaze fell on the bed that needed repairing.
The long-haired man made an “Oh” sound: “You guys are too hot and bothered.”
Yao Xuan Yu: “What hot and bothered?”
Tang Mian: “It means burning very fiercely!”
Jiang Shulu: …
“Tang Yue, how could he have such a smart kid.”
“Hilarious! Can this word be used like this!!”
“Yao Lixin really loves to fan the flames.”
“Jiang Shulu can’t be considered an old house catching fire, even if he really has something with Tang Yue, this is still a young couple!!”
“Is the injury on Jiang Shulu’s lip what I think it is? I hope it is, but I also hope it’s not…”
After washing his face, Tang Yue didn’t intend to go inside, and went to make breakfast under the urging of the staff.
The small house’s kitchen was old-fashioned. Even boiling porridge required a fire, and the audience was dumbfounded.
Everyone thought that the maknae who was always taken care of wouldn’t be able to do it, but unexpectedly, Tang Yue worked very efficiently.
Every action, from preparing the food, was very pleasing to the eye.
Even rinsing the rice seemed to be precise to the degree.
It was just that he couldn’t control the heat well; the water overflowed when he put the lid on, he let out a series of cries, and then went to reduce the firewood.
The time wasn’t late, not even the time for many office workers’ morning shifts.
In this southwestern small village, smoke curled up.
Tang Yue in the picture was propping up his chin, staring at the firewood, looking completely focused, but actually absent-minded.
Maybe I shouldn’t sleep with Shulu Ge tonight; it seems he didn’t sleep well.
Why is Xiao Mie like this, he doesn’t want his dad after making a new friend.
How do I repair the broken bed?
Am I not doing well hiding here?
The audience didn’t know what Tang Yue was thinking; they only felt that the program crew’s composition was perfect, even a rural village could be filmed with the texture of a movie.
The top idol group’s maknae’s appearance hasn’t diminished at all; even daydreaming makes people want to look at him more.
If Tang Yue could notice the porridge overflowing, it would be even better.
“Looking at how skilled he was at collecting firewood and lighting the fire before… unexpected.”
“What’s this kid thinking about, his face is red.”
“It’s the smoke.”
“It turns out that this kind of live broadcast of daily life isn’t so easy to do.”
Yao Lixin took the children to do morning exercises.
Tang Mian had never experienced this before; it was very novel, and he was bouncing around in the yard.
Jiang Shulu didn’t get a new bed support; the program team asked him to buy one on the street in the afternoon.
If Jiang Shulu didn’t know how the bed support broke, he would have suspected it was a trap set by the program team.
He walked out of the room and happened to see Tang Yue in the kitchen frantically lifting the pot lid, as if he finally discovered that the porridge had overflowed.
Tang Mian, who had been doing exercises in the yard, couldn’t stand his father’s third-rate porridge-making skills and went in to give instructions.
Jiang Shulu could still hear Tang Mian lecturing Tang Yue outside.
“Dad, I told you not to put too much rice water, why do you always forget?”
“The eggs can be taken out, please, Xiao Yue classmate, rinse them in water.”
“Did the neighbor grandma give this? It looks delicious!”
…
The picture actually looks very harmonious. The tall and straight man stood in the yard, looking at the open kitchen. One picture perfectly contained three people.
The morning light was dim, and the sun just rose over the mountain. A long day officially began.
Jiang Shulu’s face was outlined by the sunlight, as if the light was tailored for him, giving people the feeling that the adults and children in his sight were all contained within him.
Yao Lixin: “What are you looking at? Don’t you want to help?”
Jiang Shulu: “Why don’t you help?”
He seemed to be in a good mood and finally joked with Yao Lixin: “Is your wife the one who always cooks at home? That’s not good, is it?”
Yao Lixin: “Stop slandering me, I’m taking care of the kids now.”
He raised his chin: “Tang Yue even needs a kid to teach him how to cook porridge, so Tang Mian is like you, sensible since childhood.”
Jiang Shulu increasingly felt that his words had hidden meanings.
But Yao Lixin didn’t seem to want to say anything; his eyes were teasing, and he directly and disrespectfully gave the captain an elbow.
Yao Lixin: “I remember Captain, you have a chef’s certificate, right? Come in and be the cook, I’m afraid Tang Yue’s cooking will make my mouth bland.”
In the kitchen, Tang Mian was standing on a firewood stool directing Tang Yue to make porridge, but the stool didn’t look stable, and the kid was immediately hugged down by Tang Yue.
Tang Yue: “I’m not incapable, Xiao Mie, go play.”
The little kid sighed deeply: “It’s so, so, so hard to raise Xiao Yue!”
What he said was really funny, making people want to laugh.
Tang Yue also found him cute, and couldn’t help but hug Tang Mian and kiss him hard.
It was Tang Mian’s turn to blush: “Wh-what are you doing, Dad, you suddenly did this, I…”
“So cute.”
“It turns out that little adults also blush.”
Tang Yue: “I’m so happy to have Xiao Mie!”
Tang Mian hummed and hawed: “I still have a long time to grow up, Xiao Yue can find someone to take care of you, you’re so clumsy.”
“This is the first time I’ve seen a son urging his father to get married.”
“Don’t look for it, the one at the door is pretty good.”
Tang Yue and Tang Mian clearly get along harmoniously. The audience found the child funny, and the adults completely didn’t fit the stereotype of a father.
Like the daily life of a brother and a younger brother.
Tang Yue: “Xiao Mie can take care of me.”
He had a plain face, squatting in front of Tang Mian, looking at him.
Tang Yue in the lens still had the purity that ordinary people rarely have, very much in line with fans’ comments about his detached feeling.
It’s as if nothing can affect him, even in the center of the liveliest concert, Tang Yue will give people the illusion of riding the wind and going away.
It can arouse people’s greed, making people want to disregard everything and lock him up.
Tang Mian: “I’m not even as tall as you, how can I protect you, it’s better to marry you off first.”
The little kid was very unwilling: “If only I could grow up to be like Uncle Jiang, so tall, and so handsome, I could definitely protect Xiao Yue.”
“Xiao Mie, have you already chosen your stepdad?”
“This is actually a travel version of ‘If You Are the One’!”
“A five-year-old kid knows how to ship couples!!”
Tang Yue was about to speak when a shadow fell at the entrance.
Jiang Shulu leaned against the door frame, smiling at the father and son, clearly having heard.
He asked Tang Mian: “Why is it me?”
Tang Yue tugged at his child’s clothes, hoping Tang Mian would say less, but his son was really talkative, and he even misused idioms—
“Because Uncle Jiang and Dad have known each other for many years, and they know each other well!”
Tang Yue’s face turned red.
Wh-what does “know each other well” mean!!