Chaochao was unaware of the terrible news and was happily eating, completely ignoring Gu Wancheng's hesitant expression.
After breakfast, seeing that Gu Wancheng wasn't saying anything, Chaochao finally realized something was wrong. "Dad, what's wrong?"
[Oh, Chaochao, your good days are over.]
[Because you're done, and you still have homework to do.]
[ Chengcheng ultimately chose her own backside, which is understandable. Chaochao, you'll have to put in the effort, hahaha.]
Gu Wancheng's expression was complicated. She picked up her cup, took a sip of water, and gently shook her head.
Forget it, I won't say anything now. Poor kid, your dad can't help you. He's worried about his bottom and mouth.
Thinking of this, Gu Wancheng glared fiercely at Bo Yizhou.
Bo Yizhou tilted his head and looked back at him innocently. Gu Wancheng snorted, "What are you pretending to be innocent for? You big bad wolf."
Chaochao scratched his head, glanced at his expression, and although he couldn't tell anything, he felt something was off, a bad feeling. But he didn't want to think about it, so he put it out of his mind and happily drank his water.
Gu Wancheng sighed softly, her brown eyes sweeping over him, her hands itching as she looked at his fluffy curly hair.
He immediately did it, raising his hand to rub Chaochao's head a few times. The hair still felt as good as ever, unlike Bo Yizhou's hair, which was rough and didn't feel good at all.
Okay, that's great, happy, cute, and clueless.
Chaochao sat obediently, letting him do as he pleased.
After Gu Wancheng had messed up his hair, she guiltily tidied it up for him, making each curl neat and tidy.
After resting for a while, Chen Liqing reappeared, still holding that peeling megaphone he never let go of. Gu Wancheng's gentle gaze vanished instantly, replaced by a pair of dead fish eyes as she stared at him.
[Hilarious! Director Chen only deserves Chengcheng's dead fish eyes.]
Chen Liqing ignored them, smiling as she looked at them, "Good morning, everyone!"
"Good morning, Director Chen," the adults replied weakly.
"Good morning, Uncle Chen!" The kids were exceptionally cooperative, full of energy and high spirits.
Chen Liqing smiled and nodded, raising his hand slightly, "Does everyone remember what we're supposed to do today?"
"Remember..." The kids almost started to chime in again, but they realized what they were talking about as soon as they uttered the first word. They looked at each other blankly, wondering what they were supposed to remember. Uncle Chen hadn't said anything.
[The little one is so cute! Come home with Auntie!]
[The emoji pack is back! DM me if you want it.]
I want it! I want it!
[I want one too!]
After exchanging glances, they both looked at Chen Liqing and asked, "What should we remember?"
Chen Liqing's lips curled into a wicked smile, "You don't need to remember, just let your parents remember. All the ingredients you need from now on will be thanks to your parents' hard work, so you must thank them properly."
"Oh."
The children were all very obedient, thanking them whenever they were asked, except for Tongtong, Tongtong was whispering to Chu Yi'an and glancing at Chen Liqing every now and then.
Gu Wancheng looked at Chaochao with a complicated expression, speechless.
Chen Liqing then asked, "Everyone remembers, right?"
"I remember, Director Chen, is there anything else you want to say?" The implication was clear: spit it out.
Chen Liqing pretended not to notice, "Next, I will take you to the herders' farm. You must take this job seriously. You can leave work at five o'clock this afternoon."
Gu Wancheng's lips curled downwards, her eyes still wide open like a dead fish. "Oh, I know. Hurry up and take us there. In the time it took you to say those few words, we could have milked a lot of cows."
"Exactly, Director Chen, stop nagging. Is it early menopause?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Liqing could no longer maintain his smile, and his face darkened.
Chu Yi'an casually uttered, "How can you say that?"
Chen Liqing's expression improved, but the next second he heard him say, " Director Chen is quite old; you can't say he's going through early menopause."
"Yes, yes, look at my mouth."
Their coordinated attack left Chen Liqing's face turning pale and then black. He abruptly shook his hand, "Shut up, all of you! The assistant director is taking you to the farm."
The assistant director, standing not far away, looked completely bewildered. Why was he being called out again? Was he alright?
The assistant director's lips twitched desperately, and he resignedly stood up and walked towards them.
After saying that, Chen Liqing immediately logged off. Gu Wancheng stood up and stretched.
We took a car to the farm, and along the way, we smelled the fresh scent of pasture grass as we arrived.
The farm was huge. After they went inside, the cows glanced at them curiously, then leisurely flicked their tails and lowered their heads to graze on the grass.
"Hmm... what should we do?"
When Gu Wancheng entered, she felt completely lost. Why was there no one here?
The assistant director turned to face them. "Don't worry, someone will come and teach you later. This area has been assigned to you. Do a good job and keep it up."
Gu Wancheng's lips twitched.
After saying that, the assistant director left, and a while later, the person who taught them how to milk cows came in.
After warmly shaking hands with them and taking a few group photos, Gu Wancheng and her friends began learning how to milk cows.
After completing their training, the group left, waving goodbye without taking a single cloud with them.
Gu Wancheng and Bo Yizhou exchanged a glance. "Do a good job, I believe in you."
Bo Yizhou: "..."
A strange entry suddenly appeared out of nowhere, leaving everyone who saw it completely bewildered.
#Shocking! The Untold Fate President Bo and Cows#
[I haven't watched it yet. I only have one question: President Bo gone off to herd cattle again?]
[No, no, no, this time we're releasing milk, not cows.]
[???]
[Real or fake? What the hell is this about adding milk?!]
I'd like to know what the people at the Bo Group think.
The people at Bo Group have no expression; they're just a bunch of emotionless work machines. They don't understand anything about cows, so please don't bring it up, thank you.
In stark contrast, everyone on the farm was busy and having a great time, Chaochao and his friends were having a blast.
Gu Wancheng squeezed the milk with a blank expression. If it was interesting at first, it was no longer funny. This was a one-day job, not a milking experience.
They were busy until 11 a. m. when Chen Liqing appeared, bringing their lunch, which wasn't lavish but was plentiful.
Gu Wancheng wasn't picky and ate quite contentedly. After finishing, the group rested for a while. The kids, with sleeping bags and earmuffs kindly provided by Chen Liqing, snuggled up in their sleeping bags and slept soundly.
Gu Wancheng looked on with envy, but Chen Liqing wouldn't provide sleeping bags for these tough adults, so Gu Wancheng leaned against Bo Yizhou and dozed off for a while.
At 1:30 p. m., Chen Liqing started making crackling sounds from the speaker he had placed there.
Gu Wancheng opened her eyes, full of annoyance, and nudged Bo Yizhou, signaling him to turn them off.
Once the sounds around her disappeared, Gu Wancheng yawned and stretched.
The babies were wearing earmuffs and could only hear a little bit of sound, so it was all premeditated.