You Are My Rare Passion

Later, when Dad came back from his mission, he began to eat fish.

Thinking of Gu Junzhu, he quickly turned his face to look for Gu Junzhu's figure, and happened to see Gu Junzhu catch another big fish.

The little guy happily jumped three feet high, and ran towards Gu Jun like a little swallow, staring at the big fish on the hook with big sparkling eyes, jumping and clapping his hands.

Xie Yunlin and Xie Jinfei also took the bait one after another, the little guy held Ling Yue's hand, picking one here and one there, he was very busy.

After more than an hour, the four people, big and small, had already caught more than 20 fish.

The time was almost up, it was time to make lunch, the four of them stopped fishing and asked the bodyguards to take the fish for disposal.

The little guy stared at the four buckets, counting them one by one seriously.

After counting everything, with a smile on his face, he ran into Gu Junzhu's arms and hugged Gu Junzhu, looked at Mr. Xiang, Xie Yunlin, and Xie Jinfei, and proudly announced: "Dad caught eight, grandpa caught six, and uncle caught six." , the second uncle caught three fishes, Dad was the first, and the second uncle was the last! Dad is the most, the most, the most powerful!"

The little guy hugged Gu Junzhu with his two short arms, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch him from him.

Xie Jinfei scratched his little nose: "Second Uncle is the last one, so you don't have to shout so loudly, and you are not afraid of Second Uncle crying."

The little guy giggled, and hid his little face in Gu Junzhu's arms.

Hearing the little guy's crisp and melodious laughter, Mr. Xiang felt extraordinarily happy.

I thought it's no wonder that older people like children, this cute child is a pistachio, just hearing this childish smile makes my heart soften.

He couldn't help but glance at Ling Yue again.

His freshly baked god-grandson is good everywhere, but he is too quiet.

He asked just now, this child is not well nourished and is shorter than his peers. Although he looks only six or seven years old, he is actually eight years old.

But even an eight-year-old is still a child, but this child is as quiet and composed as a little old man.

It is said that the children of the poor are headed home early.

That's right.

Only a child who is pampered by others is qualified to be a real child.

Children like Ling Yue can only be forced to grow up quickly.

Lunch at noon is very rich.

In addition to the fish that Gu Junzhu and the others caught, there were also wild animals brought back from the deep mountains by the bodyguards and vegetables brought from home.

Ye Xingbei and his two children picked up some non-toxic mushrooms.

The bodyguards showed their skills and made grilled fish, barbecue, shabu-shabu, stir-fried vegetables, mushroom soup, everything that one expects to find, which is richer than what is eaten at home.

Holding Ling Yue's hand, the little sapling looked at the oily grilled fish and meat grilled by the bonfire, with excitement and anticipation on his face.

It was the first time he saw something roasting on a campfire in real life, which was very interesting.

Everyone eats a lot when it's time to eat.

Even Gu Junzhu, who has always had a very small appetite, couldn't help eating more.

The most popular are grilled fish, grilled meat and mushroom soup.

Especially mushroom soup.

These freshly picked mushrooms from the mountains are completely different from the mushrooms sold in the supermarket. The soup is so delicious that people can't even swallow their tongues.

The little sapling had a round belly and couldn't eat any more, so it rolled on the blanket and said, "It's so good!"

Gu Junzhu stretched out his hand and tapped his belly: "It's ripe today, I can definitely cut it."