Zhan Qingyue knew that Mi Dou didn’t have any ill intentions; correcting the little girl’s mistake in coloring was just him being meticulous.

Some children have a rich imagination, and the things they draw might deviate from common sense.

But Mi Dou is the kind of child who is very serious and realistic. If someone tells him that the sun is green, he would definitely think that person lacks common sense.

So, from Mi Dou’s perspective, he wasn’t wrong. At most, he was just too blunt, not giving the other person any face.

Especially since the other person was a girl.

Zhan always felt that he had suffered a lot in this area, so he decided to teach Mi Dou about it from a young age, but not too much.

If he ended up becoming like Zhan Qingyuan, a playboy, that wouldn’t be good either.

The next day, the program recording continued.

Today, Zhan Qingyue had to make lunch for Mi Dou, but the condition was that Mi Dou had to buy the ingredients himself.

This wasn’t a segment specially arranged by the program team but rather a method the Zhan family used to train their children.

When Zhan Qingyue and his siblings were younger, they were also sent out to buy groceries or other things as a way of training.

This down-to-earth method of training gave them a deep understanding of society, human relationships, communication, and even money from a young age.

It also made it easier for children to learn independence.

Of course, they wouldn’t let the child go alone; a nanny would accompany them to prevent them from getting lost or abducted, and to help carry the groceries and drive them back.

But they wouldn’t interfere in the process; whatever the child bought, they would eat for lunch.

Zhan Qingyue had mostly forgotten what it was like when he bought things as a child, but he remembered that the first time Zhan Qingyuan went out, he bought nothing but a bunch of potatoes.

Then, they ate potatoes for two days, trying out all kinds of potato dishes like braised potatoes, stir-fried potatoes, spicy shredded potatoes, and potato volcano mud.

Since then, Zhan Qingyuan never dared to buy potatoes again when he went grocery shopping.

When Mi Dou heard that he had to go buy groceries by himself, he was eager to try.

Zhan Qingyue put money in his little backpack and said, “I put the money here, don’t lose it when you’re paying.”

“Got it, Dad,” Mi Dou said, putting on the backpack and the hat Zhan Qingyue gave him.

He happily waved at Zhan Qingyue, “Goodbye, Dad.”

“Goodbye.” Zhan Qingyue smiled, not the least bit worried.

He had great confidence in Mi Dou.

After all, he was his son.

This time, Mi Dou was accompanied by a cameraman and staff members from the program team.

The show’s car took them to a nearby supermarket.

On the way, the staff teased Midou, asking, “Aren’t you scared to be away from your dad?”

Usually, children, especially in the first episode, would be a little scared when separated from their dads.

Some would even cling to their dads and refuse to go with strangers.

Sometimes, they would arrange a dad-swapping segment, and the kids would cry a lot and need a long time to be comforted.

Midou shook his head and proudly said, “When dad’s not around, I am free!”

“…” The logic seemed sound.

The staff asked him again, “Do you like being with your dad or your mom more?”

Midou tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, “I like both!”

Actually, Midou preferred being with his mom because she was less strict and he could fool her with little tricks.

His dad, on the other hand, would catch him and even tease him.

But he spent less time alone with his dad and looked forward to spending more time with him.

He still loved his dad very much.

The staff laughed at his words. This kid was really good at talking.

“If you go out alone with your dad and not with your mom, will you miss your mom?”

“Yes,” Midou nodded and pouted slightly, “I miss mom a little bit right now.”

Staff: “…”

Originally, she wanted to ask more questions, but hearing this, she dared not ask further, fearing he might start crying for his mom, which would be troublesome.

Midou couldn’t push the shopping cart, so he took a basket and started shopping.

The supermarket wasn’t very crowded, but they were very noticeable, clearly filming a show.

Some fans who recognized their logo quickly came over to take pictures and watch, though Midou had never appeared in the media before.

People didn’t know who this cute kid belonged to, so they just took photos.

Amid the crowd, Midou calmly started shopping for vegetables.

His kindergarten class taught them to recognize things like onions, cauliflower, and cabbage, but real vegetables looked different from pictures, and the counters were too high for him to see some items.

In the bustling supermarket, Midou was confused.

He scratched his head and asked the staff, “Can you help me buy them?”

Staff: “No, but if you tell me what you want, I can put it in the basket for you.”

“Okay.”

Midou dragged his small basket and started looking at the vegetables.

Since he couldn’t recognize them, he simply chose the ones that looked good, ignoring the rest.

This way, he quickly picked out his vegetables.

At the meat section, he saw the supermarket staff chopping meat and bones with big knives, which scared him, and he didn’t dare to go closer.

“Little boy, what meat do you want?” a butcher asked him.

“…” Midou blinked and said, “Can you put the knife away first? I’m scared.”

Midou was genuinely scared, and his voice, usually full of energy, was soft and endearing.

This made the nearby people laugh.

The butcher also laughed and put the knife away, saying, “Okay, now you can tell me what meat you want.”

“Beef,” Midou said without hesitation.

He loved eating beef.

“Do you want it for frying, boiling, or stewing?”

“…Stir-fried, boiled, or stewed,” Mi Dou thought for a moment and simply said, “All of them.”

So, he ended up buying three portions of meat.

After buying the meat, he went to get some seafood, and in the end, Mi Dou successfully filled a big basket with groceries.

The staff helped him pull it over to the checkout, where they stood in front of the ice cream freezer.

It was still late spring, but ice cream was already on the market.

The staff noticed him swallowing hard and immediately knew what the little guy was thinking.

She thought that a child from Mi Dou’s kind of family would only know about dessert shops, but to her surprise, he even knew about the ice cream in the freezer, which meant someone had brought him here before.

She asked, “Do you want to buy an ice cream?”

Mi Dou hesitated, glancing at the cameraman.

After a moment of silence, he pointed at the camera and asked, “If this is recorded, my dad will know I ate ice cream, right?”

So, he was worried about his dad.

The staff held back a laugh and said, “That’s right.”

“Then turn it around,” Mi Dou said, “Don’t film me.”

Everyone was amused by Mi Dou once again.

The cameraman heard the director in his earpiece saying to follow Mi Dou’s request, so he turned the camera away, not filming him.

Mi Dou was immediately delighted. He whispered to the staff, “Let’s secretly buy it so no one finds out.”

Mi Dou was wearing a microphone, so while the camera couldn’t capture him, his voice was still being recorded.

As a result, Zhan Qingyue, who could watch his son’s real-time actions at home, heard through his phone, “I want two!”

“You try eating that, and I’ll deal with you!” Zhan Qingyue thought.

“No way, eating two will give you a stomachache, just one,” the staff member said, fortunately still not daring to let him buy two.

“Then can I buy a lollipop too?” Mi Dou bargained.

“Uh… I guess so.” The staff’s voice was full of hesitation; Zhan Qingyue hadn’t told her about this beforehand, and she couldn’t really interfere with what Mi Dou decided to buy.

“Yay~” Mi Dou cheered as he got his answer, grabbing a lollipop from a nearby shelf and heading to the checkout.

Mi Dou was already eager to eat, his eyes glued to the ice cream and lollipop the whole time.

So much so that when it was time to pay, the cashier had to ask him twice for the money before he scratched his head in deep thought.

—Money, what money?

Seeing that his IQ seemed to plummet as soon as food was involved, the staff member, barely holding back laughter, reminded him, “Do you remember where your dad put the money this morning?”

Oh… Mi Dou remembered, so he took off his backpack, squatted down, placed it on the ground, unzipped it, and pulled out several hundred-yuan bills.

Not knowing how much he needed, he just took them all out, stood up, and held them out: “Here!”

The cashier didn’t reach out to take the money but smiled and said, “It’s 116.8 yuan in total, so you need to give me two 100-yuan bills. Think about how to do that.”

This little challenge wasn’t too hard for Mi Dou.

After the reminder, he put the rest of the money back on the backpack, then took out two bills and handed them to the cashier.

“You’re really smart,” the cashier said as she took the money and complimented him.

Mi Dou was a bit embarrassed after being praised and even pressed his head against the counter while laughing.

The onlookers were utterly charmed by his little action and couldn’t resist taking pictures of him with their phones.

Everyone wanted to know whose child this was—he was just too adorable.

Having completed his grocery shopping and enjoyed his ice cream, Mi Dou was completely satisfied.

While eating, he still wouldn’t let the cameraman film him.

This little guy probably sneaked snacks behind his parents’ backs often, being especially cautious, not realizing that his dad was hearing everything.

No wonder he often didn’t eat his meals—his stomach was already full of snacks.

Mi Dou had no idea that the program team had once again sold him out.

He only finished the ice cream, hiding the lollipop in his pocket, planning to eat it tomorrow when his dad went to work.

“Daddy!” When he got home, Mi Dou ran over with open arms, asking for a hug.

Zhan Qingyue picked him up and asked, “What did you buy?”

“So many vegetables, so much meat, lots of fish, and shrimp,” Mi Dou said proudly, his expression clearly asking for praise.

Zhan Qingyue didn’t disappoint him: “Mi Dou is really amazing.”

“Hehehe.” Mi Dou giggled foolishly, hugging his dad’s neck and planting a kiss on his cheek to express his happiness.

Although he had wiped his mouth, the strong scent of ice cream still lingered.

Zhan Qingyue wasn’t completely strict, forbidding Mi Dou from eating any snacks; he just made sure he didn’t overeat them.

Otherwise, Mi Dou wouldn’t eat his meals, which was obviously unhealthy.

As Zhan Qingyue held Mi Dou, his hand accidentally brushed against the lollipop hidden in Mi Dou’s pocket.

He intentionally pressed on it and asked, “What’s this?”

Mi Dou’s body stiffened.

Uh-oh, he’d been caught!

But Mi Dou’s quick reflexes saved him.

He pulled the lollipop out of his pocket and held it out to Zhan Qingyue: “This is the lollipop I bought for you, Daddy. Here you go.”

Zhan Qingyue: “…”

This kid clearly has potential.