Wenwen knew nothing about the entertaining comments in the comment section, nor did he know that his daddy back home had already shattered to pieces. He still proudly puffed out his little chest, though there was a tiny bit of guilt mixed into that pride.
"Are you sure, little one? You want all the vegetables?" The supermarket employee turned toward the accompanying Production Team staff member. Were they really not going to try to talk him out of it?
The Production Team staff had already received a message from the director: no one was allowed to interfere with the children buying groceries on their own.
"I'm sure!" Wenwen nodded obediently.
The supermarket employee walked to the nearby spinach display. "Then how much would you like, little one?"
Looking at the green veggies he disliked in the lady's hands, Wenwen's chubby little face took on a conflicted look.
Wenwen thought for a long time before finally holding up two chubby little fingers.
The supermarket employee looked at the two fingers the little boy was holding up, her expression slightly puzzled. "Two jin?"
"Two stalks!" Wenwen shook his head and answered loudly. One for Big Daddy, one for Little Daddy. Not a single one more.
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[Hahaha, Wenwen does have a little cleverness in him.]
[I almost forgot, Wenwen takes after Film Emperor Gu in disliking vegetables too.]
[When you put it that way, his hubby really has it rough. After making the big one eat his vegetables, he has to make the little one eat his too.]
[Film Emperor Gu says: You really are my darling son. How could you leave me out of something as wonderful as not eating vegetables?]
[Hahahahaha.]
"Little one, some vegetables can't be sold just two stalks at a time. How about I get you