A breeze drifted by.

No one responded......

Obviously, everyone doesn't trust this boy who is not much different from them, and everyone trusts the parents even more.

Even Xiao Yue, who has a conflict with his mother, and Ke Lin, who is indifferent to his father, are the same, so he has no intention of paying attention to this little brother who wants to be the eldest brother.

Comrade Xiao Pan was left out in the cold.

Comrade Pan didn't see it, and aimed his iron fist at the stupid son's skull.

Seeing this, Comrade Xiao Pan couldn't take care of his persistence as a big brother, and hurriedly withdrew his raised arm and jumped away.

"Dad, there can't be infighting at a critical moment, we have to work together to tide over the difficulties."

"Stinky boy, not very capable, the cowhide blows more slippery than your old man, do you think you will? Okay, I'll leave the task of making the fire to you, and I'll be in charge of finding the shed where the branches will be built. Comrade Lao Pan withdrew his fist and unceremoniously arranged the work.

"Dad, I'll do things, don't worry!" , Comrade Xiao Pan patted his chest with confidence.

Pan Wenbin snorted and did not express any opinion.

The two fathers and sons acted in a division of labor.

Xiao Yue saw that her mother was looking for someone to partner with again, and she had no intention of working with her at all, and her eyes were full of disappointment.

Pursed his lips and turned to leave, ready to try if he could successfully make the fire, if not, look to see if there is anything to eat, and use the food to exchange the fire with others.

As for where to stay, it doesn't matter, there are sleeping bags anyway.

Before coming, Xiao Yue prepared more than her mother, she checked a lot of information, and knew that there were many wild vegetables that could be eaten in the wild, although she was apprehensive, but she was not too panicked.

The little girl planned one by one in her heart, no longer caring about her mother who was still waiting, and got busy by herself.

The little fat man Liu Yun looked at his father at a loss.

"Dad, what are we going to do?"

As soon as this sentence came out, his eyes turned red, like the end of the world and not living tomorrow.

Liu Zhenjiang's forehead twitched.

"How many times has Dad told you, you are a boy, don't cry all the time, learn to think when you encounter a problem, the first thing you think of is how to solve this problem, not cry."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little fat man's tears came down from the ground, and there were more and more postures.

Liu Zhenjiang: ......

If his son were a little girl, even if he cried every day, he wouldn't have such a headache.

But he's a kid.

He Liu Zhenjiang only has such a son, and the Liu family will have to be handed over to him sooner or later, how can he always be so soft and cowardly!

He can protect for a while, but he can't protect a lifetime, after all, people can't escape birth, old age, sickness and death.

The more Liu Zhenjiang thought about it, the more worried he became.

The more he was worried, the more panicked the little fat man became, and the more cheerful his tears flowed.

Liu Zhenjiang can't take him, this kid is soft and hard like this, he didn't want to come to this show because he was sick and rushed to the doctor, and now it seems that it is useless.

He was helpless, and raised his hand to point at Xiao Yue, who was busy not far away.

"You see, you are about the same age as her, and you didn't cry when you were a little girl, not only did you not cry, but they also have their own plans, Xiaoyun, you have to learn from the advantages of others, abandon your own shortcomings, and make up for your own shortcomings."

"And that little sister." Liu Zhenjiang turned his finger and pointed at Yiyi, who was working with a solemn little face, but his steps were full of cheerfulness.

"Dad heard she was only four years old."

Although the little fat man was still in tears, he was already embarrassed.

"I, I'm not crying, Dad, I'm going to learn from them."

When Liu Zhenjiang heard this, he felt a little comforted in his heart.

Han Quan, who was already a young man, looked at this and that, frowning and raising his claws weakly.

"Dad, my hands hurt a lot!"

Han Jing: ......

My son is obviously very smart, but why is he so lazy!!

I don't want to think about it anymore when I find an excuse, it's so perfunctory, who believes it!