Dads brought their children back to their homes and got ready to start enjoying a hearty lunch.

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

"Yes." Guo Tao nodded, holding something in one hand and holding his right hand of the stone in the other, careful not to let his left hand touch anything else.

The stone apparently didn't notice Guo Tao's actions, and all his attention was on the dog. Hearing Guo Tao say that he could feed the dog, he excitedly ordered: "Then you wrap the things in a ball, and I'll feed them to the puppy."

"Feed him when you're done."

"Can I feed him first?"

"No way!" The Northwest man is so simple, saying the same.

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

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

This quote perfectly illustrates something called fatherly love.

This is a sentence that should be read in two parts. The first part is about a negative teaching material, a father who obeys his children in everything, spoils and is used to his children, when the children are young, they don't understand anything, no matter what they do wrong, the father laughs at it, and slowly they will think that what they are doing is right, and when this concept is deeply rooted, it will definitely be a big mistake. Otherwise, how could there be a person like Li Moumou, this kind of person is the result of the first kind of father's love.

And the latter part of this sentence is about another kind of father's love, which is a kind of father's love that you can't feel without paying close attention, but this kind of father's love is like air, always surrounding you everywhere.

Guo Tao's love for stones is the latter kind of paternal love. Guo Tao loves stones, there is no doubt about it. But the roughness in the bones of the Northwest man makes his love for stones more present in a special way. The stone of his words cannot be objected to, because he is right; If it's wrong, he'll change it, but he won't apologize; Guo Tao hopes that Shi is independent, and he doesn't like him to be coquettish when he has nothing to do; He wants the stone to be more mature, and he wants him to be more organized. This is Guo Tao's love, this is the father's love that the stone has, a rough father's love from the Northwest man.

Stone will grow up one day, and he will find that his father's love is silent and has connected him all his life!

Here, Guo Tao's father and son finally started eating smoothly, and Tian Liang's father and daughter are still tossing over there.

"Cindy, eat the eggs." Tian Liang fed the peeled egg to Cindy's mouth.

"Woo......"

"Then we'll eat corn." Tian Liang handed over the cooked corn cob again.

"Woo......"

"If you don't eat corn on the cob, then eat sweet potatoes." The same is a sweet potato that has already been processed.

"Woo......"

"I don't eat sweet potatoes either, so I'll eat them myself." Saying that, Tian Liangzhen ate it.

"Woo......"

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

"Woo......"

"You said how old you are, why are you still like this?"

"Woo......"

"Are you here to perform crying?"

Miraculously, Cindy actually stopped crying.

"Don't cry, okay, let's eat." Tian Liang calmly handed over the eggs.

Cindy didn't resist anymore, probably because she was tired of crying, and she took a big gulp.

After a while, Cindy raised her head, looked at Zhang Liang and said, "Dad, I miss Mom."

"I miss your mother too, if you keep crying, your father will have to cry with you." Tian Liang could only read these words silently in his heart, and said, "Today, we will live here now."

Hearing her dad say this, Cindy stopped talking and continued to eat her lunch.

Let's take a look at our Angela and dad Wang Yuelun?

Wang Yuelun put down the box in his hand and said, "Hungry, right?" We eat first, and then we clean up when we're done. ”

"Okay." Angela agreed.

"Huh...... No stools. Wang Yuelun looked around, but didn't see the bench, so he had to say, "Then let's stand and eat." As he spoke, he sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Director Wang, don't bring this. Don't you say standing to eat? The relationship is that the daughter is standing and sitting by herself, standing like this. Several young men who followed Wang Yuelun to shoot were all silently complaining in their hearts.

"Daddy, the lamb is so cute." Saying that, Angela learned to cry the goat: "Baa ......"

"Baa ......" Wang Yuelun also happily followed suit.

"Director Wang, I didn't expect you to have such a cute side!" Please forgive us for brushing the presence of the camera crew.

Angela is very happy to have a little lamb, and Wang Yuelun is not worried. And what about our first noisy day?

At this time, Tian Tian was not making trouble, and he was enjoying his father's love sandwich.

"Watch me make you a sandwich." Zhang Liang picked up the steamed bun and stuffed some ham and corn into it, and picked up the tomatoes, only to find that there was no knife.

"No knives!" Zhang Liang thought for a while and asked, "Every day, do you dislike me?"

Tian Tian shook his head and said without hesitation: "Don't dislike it."

"That's good." Zhang Liang said and took a big bite and stuffed it into the steamed bun.

Every day he took Zhang Liang's steamed bun and ate it in a big gulp, while not forgetting to praise: "It's so delicious, the sandwich made by my dad is simply delicious."

"Hey, hey, hey...... This is all ready-made by the fellows, okay, it's not like that...... "When Guo Xiaoyu is not there, he can only rely on the comrades of the camera crew to work hard to play a sense of existence, so that everyone knows that this is a variety show that is being filmed.

Let's ignore the good buddy Zhang Liang father and son who show affection here, let's go and see what Guo Xiaoyi is doing.

"Xiaoyi, let's have dinner." Guo's father shouted at Guo Xiaoyi, who was still pestering his grandmother: "If you don't eat again, it will be cold, eat first, and then learn paper-cutting with your grandmother later."

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

"Little girl, thank you, I've eaten, go and eat." Under the repeated urging of the grandmother, Guo Xiaoyi finally started to eat.

"Xiaoyi, this is an authentic peasant dish, how is it, is it delicious?"

"Well, it's delicious." Guo Xiaoyi nodded, and said with some pity: "But it's still not as delicious as my brother's cooking."

"Hehe......" Guo's father could only smile bitterly in the face of Guo Xiaoyi's answer, what if he didn't laugh, his three-legged cat was not a cook, so don't be compared with his son by Guo Xiaoyi. Guo's father couldn't figure it out, he didn't know anything about cooking, how could his son make a good dish. Under the mood of envy, jealousy and hatred, in the end, he attributed it to his wife's good teaching. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but admire: "I'm still amazing, I married such a good wife!"

Just when Guo's father was thinking about these messy things, Guo Xiaoyi had already finished eating and went to learn paper-cutting with his grandmother again.