Chapter 124: Extra eight

Fan Wai Ba:
The live broadcast of the playground is very good. Many people came here on the first day of the playground.
Ning Ning went on a hot search with Ling Qing on the day of the live broadcast. Many film and television crews and children's wear companies have found Yun He. I hope she can help contact Ning Ning.
Yun He refused, because Ling Qing felt unnecessary.
"There is no shortage of money at home, Ning Ning is still small, so I can't rush to make a show or endorsement, and I can go out to play, but I can't work."
The child's childhood is only once, and Ling Qing's own childhood is not pleasant, so he likes Ning Ning to be more relaxed and happy.
He once regretted that he wanted to double compensation for his children.
I hope Ning Ning will not be another one.
Ning Ning did not know that he had a job opportunity so early. He still paints or plays at home happily every day. He gave the little monkey brought from the playground to Wang Guanjia, Wang The butler kissed him excitedly several times, and bought him a bunch of toys the next day.
Ning Ning was very pleasantly surprised, playing with Wang Guanjia and Ling Qing for a day of toys.
He still remembered to promise Chen Bo's Feifei shoes, but Wang Guanjia told Ling Qing that the other party was no longer custom-made and was willing to make shoes for Ning Ning, but it was just that they weren't too rough in their personal relationship. The other party gave him a face.
Ling Qing told Xu Wanli truthfully, Xu Wanli told Chen Bo, Chen Bo was a little depressed, or Xu Wanli bought a similar pair for him, he was in a good mood.
It's just that his pair of shoes won't move, which makes him a little sorry.
Ling Qing's work continues. He won another award last year, completely stabilizing his position in the circle. Many TV drama IP adaptations love him, and movies like him.
Ling Qing is not too greedy, and she chooses the script slowly, not in a hurry.
He doesn't need to manage the popularity anymore now. One film a year is enough for him.
He realized what Yu Chen said at the beginning, "I will be red as soon as possible. When I am red, I will have more choices."
When Ning Ning was four years old, Ling Qing and Yu Chen sent him to kindergarten.
Ning Ning was not willing to stay outside for a day. Although he had already agreed with his two fathers last night, he still held Ling Qing's hand on the school day and did not want him to leave.
Ling Qing hugged him and said, "Children have to go to kindergarten, Ning Ning, you see, so many children have gone, you are also children, should you also go?"
He patiently said, "Kindergarten has many children of your age, you can play with them. You can play games together, play toys together, you can also make your own good friends."
"Don't you want to make friends?"
Ning Ning thought about it and asked him, "Can't my dad be with me?"
"No." Ling Qingdao said, "Just like Dad can't take Ning Ning when he goes to work, Ning Ning can't take Dad when he goes to kindergarten."
Ning Ning drummed his gang, not very willing.
Ling Qing kissed his cheek, "Go, we are the bravest in Ning Ning."
"When will Dad pick me up?"
"4:30 pm."
"Can I see Dad when I come out?"
"of course can."
Ning Ning walked into the classroom step by step.
The teacher exchanged friendly conversations with Ling Qing and Yu Chen for half an hour, expressing his kindness and concern for the students. Ling Qing heard her words in his ears, but his heart was full of Xiao Ningning.
He looked outside the window for a while, saw that Ning Ning was talking with his own table, and saw that Ning Ning smiled with his eyes bent, so he left with confidence.
"It's okay." Yu Chen comforted him. "Ning Ning's ability to adapt to the environment is very (strong qiang), don't worry, he will be happy with everyone."
Ling Qing nodded, but it was inevitable.
After sending Ning Ning to school, Yu Chen went to the company and Ling Qing returned home.
He was okay, Xing (sexuality) began to pack up the things at home, sorting photos.
Ling Qing didn't like taking pictures before. To be precise, he didn't have much interest, and it was absolutely necessary. After Ning Ning was born, he sometimes had to leave to work, and then came back to find that Ning Ning seemed to have grown up.
Ling Qing felt a little guilty about not being able to participate in the growth of the child. Yu Chen saw it and began taking pictures to commemorate Ning Ning's growth and changes. When he returned, he showed them one by one.
Sometimes, Yu Chen also recorded videos, Ling Qing watched, as if he had also participated in those times that did not participate, and his heart was full of comfort.
He carefully classified Ning Ning's photos according to time, and he can see that as Ning Ning grew up and looked like Yu Chen, he also became more and more like himself.
He quietly stroked (touched Mo) the picture between his fingers, only to feel that the child was indeed a gift from God.
Wang Guanjia saw that he hadn't been out in the house, so he knocked on the door and came to see him.
When he found out that he was organizing his photos, he organized them with him.
He is the family who spends most time with Ning Ning in this family. Yu Chen has a job and Ling Qing also has it. Therefore, Wang Guanjia accompanied Ning Ning most of the time.
He likes children at his age, plus Ning Ning is Yu Chen and Ling Qing's children, but also clever and sensible, Wang Guanjia can't wait to pick him up with the sun and moon in the sky.
Ling Qing is actually very grateful to him, not only because he treats himself well for Chen and Ning Ning, but also because he has been paying for this family.
Ling Qing remembers going home once in the evening, when neither Wang Guanjia nor Ning Ning (sleeping Shui), the movie channel is broadcasting "Vo Meng", and Ning Ning points to Mo Tang, "Dad."
Wang Guanjia hugged him and said, "Yes, it's your father."
His tone is very gentle, he said, "Although your dad can't accompany you every day, but he loves you very much, he took you very hard to bring you to this world, so Ning Ning you have to understand dad, listen to dad Do you understand him well?"
Ning Ning still doesn't know what it means to understand, let alone what it means to work hard to bring you to the world, he only knows what it means to love you, so he nodded happily, soft and sweet, "Ning Ning also Love dad."
"Well." Wang Guanjia kissed him. "You have two dads. Both dads love you."
Ning Ning smiled, clapped and looked at him, then turned to see Ling Qing, excitedly said: "Dad."
He held out his hand to hold Ling Qing, but Wang Guanjia found out that Ling Qing was back and stood up and handed Ning Ning over.
Ling Qing took it with a smile, chatting with him as usual, and Wang Guanjia as always told him about his recent family affairs.
Ling Qing has never asked other people around him about his (Huaihuai) pregnant son. For him, this is just a private matter between him and Yu Chen. He likes Yu Chen and Yu Chen likes him, then it’s okay. .
However, he could also feel the kindness of those around him who knew that he (Huaihuai) was pregnant, but the first time he felt so obvious, Ling Qing was actually very warm in his heart.
His own growing environment was not good, he received little love, and he was surrounded by family quarrels and contradictions. So he always wanted to give Ning Ning a good growing environment, with love, warmth, and wherever he went, he was full of sunshine, and these were already obtained when Ning Ning was still in his stomach.
Everyone around him loves Ning Ning, so Ning Ning is sensible and naive.
Unconsciously, he grew to look like he wanted the most.
Ling Qing discussed the photos in his hand with Wang Guanjia with a smile, then sorted them out and put them back in the cabinet.
After finishing Ning Ning's photos, Ling Qing saw his album.
He was embarrassed to let Wang Guanjia watch it, so he drove him out.
Wang Guanjia teased him, "Why are you still hiding it, not your wedding photo?"
"You haven't seen our wedding photo Uncle Wang."
Butler Wang said with emotion: "I haven't seen it for a long time."
Ling Qing was helpless, "Have you seen it 80 times already?"
"Always look new."
Ling Qing: ...
Ling Qing feels that her wedding photos have no such charm!
He pushed Wang Guan's house out before going through his album.
There are many photos in the album, including his single, him and Yu Chen, and their family of three.
But most of him and Yu Chen.
Since Yu Chen started taking pictures of his baby and growing up, he will also take some pictures of Ling Qing from time to time to record his changes every year.
Ling Qing didn't find it at first. Later, when he found it, he took him to shoot together. In the end, it became a group photo of two people.
He looked at them one by one, and he could see (chunchun) in the bright light, he and Yu Chen were standing in the garden watering the flowers, and they could see them walking on the beach in the summer afternoon with a smile on their faces.
They climbed the mountain together in the fall. He leaned on Chen's shoulder, seeming to be a little sleepy.
They also made a big snowman together in winter. His hands were cold, and Yu Chen held his hand to breathe.
One by one, page by page, year after year, the tenderness in Yu Chen's eyes did not retreat, his love was always obvious.
Ling Qing remembered a scene he had shot. He was a very infatuated singer. He confessed to the hostess. The hostess asked him, "How long can you love me?"
He replied, "All my life, I sang for you while I was alive, and still pray for you after I die."
The hostess smiled and agreed to his confession.
But Ling Qing felt unreal.
He always does not believe in love, let alone the so-called love for you all his life, but when the other party becomes Yu Chen, those unbelief also seem to become credible.
He believed in Yu Chen's love, only Yu Yu.
Ling Qing slowly closed the album and put it back in the cabinet.
He looked at his watch, preparing to go out to pick Ning Ning out of school.
Before taking Ning Ning, he first went to Yu Chen's company.
"Why are you here?" Yu Chen surprised.
"Come and invite you to take Ning Ning out of school together." Ling Qing laughed.
"Are we together? I haven't finished my work yet." Yu Chenyang raised the document in his hand.
Ling Qing walked over and pulled him up. "Take it home and do it. Today Ning Ning went to kindergarten on the first day. We will send him together, and we will naturally pick him back together.
Yu Chen thought about it and thought so too.
Every time the child grows up for the first time, it is very rare, children will remember, then adults should also make this memory as perfect as possible.
He stood up, packed his desk, took a few documents that he still needed to see, and left Ling Qing with the company.
Secretary Sun has already seen it, and after seeing Ling Qing politely farewell, looking at the harmonious backs of the two, he said with emotion that today is also a suitable day for dating.
At 4:30, Sunflower Kindergarten left school on time. Ning Ning said goodbye to the same table and went out.
He looked carefully at the probe, and indeed, not far away, he saw his two fathers.
The teacher bent over and said to him, "Ning Ning is very good today, your father came to pick you up, bye, we will see you tomorrow."
Ning Ning happily waved with her: "See you tomorrow."
After he finished, he was carrying his little schoolbag on his short legs and ran towards Ling Qing quickly.
"Dad." He hugged Ling Qing.
Ling Qing picked him up and asked him, "Is Ning Ning obedient today?"
"Okay," Ning Ning replied.
"So, is it fun to go to school?"
Ning Ning thought for a while, "Sometimes it's fun, sometimes it's not fun."
"When is it fun and when is it not fun?"
"It's fun when playing games, but it's not fun when the teacher doesn't let it move."
Ling Qing smiled.
Ning Ning hugged his neck, "but Ning Ning saw his father, and he thought it was not that fun."
"Small mouth is sweet." Ling Qing poked his mouth.
Ning Ning smiled with his eyes bent, and then turned to stretch out his hand and grabbed Yu Chen's arm. "Ning Ning is also happy to see Daddy."
"Really?" Yu Chen deliberately teased him, "I thought you wouldn't see me."
"See, see." Ning Ning explained, "Ning Ning's hands are too short, he can only hug his father, not his father."
He stretched out his hand to hug him, Ling Qingsong let go, and Yu Chen took him home and hugged him.
Ning Ning raised his head and kissed him. "Daddy also kissed Ning Ning. He loved Ning Ning when he kissed him."
"Doesn't you just like Ning Ning?" Yu Chen asked him.
Ning Ning pouted, "You must not kiss, you must kiss, you must like Ning Ning."
Both Yu Chen and Ling Qing were greeted by his words. Ling Qing scraped his face, and Yu Chen approached him and kissed his small face.
"Well, of course we should kiss. We are so cute, who doesn't like it?"
"Daddy likes it?"
"Of course I like it."
"Do you like Ning Ning most?" Ning Ning asked.
"I like your father the most, and then I like Ning Ning the most." Yu Chen said seriously.
Ning Ning said that she was not angry, and raised her hand to say, "Ning Ning also likes Dad the most."
"Well, we all like your dad the most."
After he finished speaking, he gave Ling Qing a smile.
Ling Qing was a little embarrassed, and he was not ashamed to visit him.
Ning Ning still asked him, "Who does Dad like the most?"
Ling Qing: ...
"Does Dad like Ning Ning the most or Daddy the most?" Ning Ning asked curiously.
Ling Qing looked at him, and looked at Yu Chen, who looked forward to it again, but still smiled.
"I like your daddy the most." He kissed Ning Ning's cheek. "Because you like your daddy the most, you have Ning Ning."
"Like the little fish first, can there be little fish, can you like little fish."
"So don't you like Ning Ning the most?" Ning Ning tilted his head.
"I also like Ning Ning the most." Ling Qing smiled. "Dad and Daddy both like Ning Ning the most."
Ning Ning was happy, leaning shyly on Yu Chen's arms, clutching his clothes and smiling.
Yu Chen and Ling Qing glanced at each other, and after walking out of the kindergarten, opened the car door and put Ning Ning in, gently took a kiss (kiss wen).
The breeze blows through, everything in the past is slowly cherished in the memory, and the future has just begun.