The four parents quickly decided to send their luggage into the cabin first. Since the program group didn’t set any specific rules and the cabins were identical, everyone quickly settled in. 

Wen Cishu and Bo Yiming’s large suitcases were really eye-catching. Xiao Qi couldn’t help but widen his eyes to take a look. This kid seemed to be curious about everything, as if he wanted to see through the suitcases. 

Zhou Xu joked, “Yiming’s dad, did you move half your house here?” 

Bo Yiming, eager to explain before his little dad could, pushed the suitcase and seriously said, “My little dad rarely goes out, so he needs to bring his own quilt and pillow, otherwise he can’t sleep well. If he can’t sleep, my little dad will feel uncomfortable.” 

Wen Cishu felt a bit embarrassed but nodded in agreement with his son, “That’s right. Yiming doesn’t have much stuff; it’s mostly mine.” 

Everyone understood and started chatting about how it was a good thing the program group didn’t make sleeping arrangements difficult for the guests. 

[Is what Yiming said about being picky with sleeping arrangements? I also find it hard to sleep in a different bed.] 

[The beautiful dad looks like he doesn’t go out much; the skin exposed outside his shirt is so white, tender, and delicate.] 

[? Hey, where are you looking!] 

The oldest among the parents was Zhu Wei. She suggested, “Let’s quickly tidy up and meet in the courtyard to discuss lunch. How about it?” 

Everyone agreed and went into their respective rooms. 

The interior of the sloped-roof cabin was similar to a hotel suite, with a carpeted floor and a large mattress big enough for two adults to rest on. 

There were floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides, one facing the courtyard and the other overlooking the lush greenery outside. 

Bo Yiming curiously bounced around, exploring and occasionally making noises. 

“Little dad, there’s a bathroom here!” 

“Wow, the bathtub is so small and cute. Little dad, come and see.” 

Wen Cishu walked over, leaning against the bathroom door frame to look inside. 

The bathroom was small, with a white cubic bathtub that was knee-high, like a giant ceramic building block. 

Wen Cishu agreed with his son’s opinion, “Yes, it is very cute.” 

He ruffled the little guy’s hair, “Do you want to take a bath in the cute bathtub tonight?” 

“Yes!” Bo Yiming replied with a happy smile. 

He planned to figure out how to bathe in such a small tub later; it must be fun. 

[What’s so cute? What are you talking about?] 

[Just a guess: with the beautiful dad’s temperament and attire, I feel like Yiming’s family must be very wealthy.] 

[Yes! I think so too! Can someone analyze their outfits or something?] 

[Is Yiming’s dad really that nice? He actually went to see a small bathtub?] 

[A dad who doesn’t spoil the fun is really a plus! (I swear, I’m not blinded by beauty!)] 

[The beautiful dad looks so gentle, I can’t take it, I want to take him home, sob sob.] 

Hearing some noise outside, Wen Cishu put his arm around his son’s shoulder, “Let’s go, let’s meet up with everyone.” 

When they entered the kitchen, everyone was already there, discussing lunch. 

Zhu Wei said, “I’ve checked the kitchen; there’s only rice, flour, oil, and seasonings. The fridge is basically empty.” 

Zhou Xu, holding his son, frowned, “So, there’s only rice, no vegetables?” 

Bo Yiming, who had just arrived, suddenly looked excited, “Does that mean we can only eat plain rice for lunch?” 

The adults all laughed. 

Zhou Xu teased, “Yiming, why are you so happy?” 

Bo Yiming scratched his head. 

Hmm? 

Isn’t this a fun thing? 

[Yiming, look at your expression as if you’ve won a feast, is that right?] 

[Kids at this age really have a different way of thinking.] 

[Yiming, even though you look a bit like the beautiful dad, I have to wonder if you’re really his biological child!] 

[This father and son duo is really one calm and the other lively.] 

While Wen Cishu was examining the bottled water on the kitchen floor, he noticed a card placed on top. 

“There’s a message from the program group here.” 

He handed it to his son, who ran over. 

Bo Yiming read the words on the card aloud, “Dear guests, please look far ahead; everything you see belongs to you.” 

Everyone followed the view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking past the vegetable patches and the lake. 

Rongrong gently tugged at her mom’s clothes, her voice filled with excitement, “Mom, mom, look over there, there are geese and roosters!” 

Xingxing noticed the rainbow boat docked by the lake and a small house. 

Bo Yiming’s gaze also fixed on the small house, “Little dad, I want to go over there and take a look.” 

Wen Cishu reminded, “Yiming, don’t go near the lake.” 

“Got it~” Bo Yiming ran off. 

Xingxing didn’t say anything, but followed closely behind. 

Chu Han called out from behind, “Xingxing, be careful and follow Yiming gege.” 

Before Xingxing could respond, Bo Yiming, who had run back, grabbed his hand without a word. 

Bo Yiming said, “Gege will take you!” 

Xingxing glanced at his hand being held, not quite understanding, and passively followed along, his bangs fluttering in the wind. 

Chu Han watched and softly said to Wen Cishu, “Your Yiming is really nice, bringing Xingxing to be more lively.” 

Wen Cishu smiled gently, “Sometimes he’s just too lively.” 

Just as the parents finished speaking, the two boys in the distance suddenly stopped. 

Bo Yiming ran back alone. 

Chu Han stepped forward and asked, “What’s wrong?” 

“Oh!” 

Bo Yiming, panting and looking up, his hair a bit messy from running, made his small face look even more delicate and handsome. 

Under the sunlight, his amber eyes shone with sincere light, and he spoke with a serious and polite tone, “Auntie, my little dad isn’t in good health. Could you please take care of him?” 

Wen Cishu, who had been leaning against the side, quickly stood up straight and softly said, “Yiming, dad is fine.” 

Chu Han looked at this sensible young boy and nodded, “No problem. You can play with your brother, and auntie will help take care of your dad.” 

Wen Cishu, with his slender figure and porcelain-white skin, indeed didn’t look like the strong and robust type. 

But recently, his complexion had improved a lot, without much sign of illness. 

At this moment, looking at the boy who was looking up at him, Wen Cishu felt a sudden touch in his heart. 

Bo Yiming grinned at his little dad. 

Feeling reassured, he ran back to Xingxing, who was waiting, and said, “Let’s go, gege will take you to explore over there.” 

The quiet Xingxing didn’t understand why this gege was always so excited. 

[Is the beautiful dad not in good health? What to do, he’s even more charming now (not really)] 

[Sob sob, poor beautiful dad, come, let me hug you] 

[? So cunning!] 

[My brother is nine years old, and my sister is beaten, why is Yiming so sensible?] 

[He takes care of his dad and plays with his brother, very good. This family, although newly formed, can’t do without Yiming!] 

Wen Cishu softly said to Chu Han, “I’m not that fragile, I can help a bit too.” 

He looked at the vegetable basket on the ground, “How about I go check out the vegetable patch?” 

Xiao Qi’s eyes lit up, and he reached out his little hand, “Little uncle~ I want to go too~” 

A new title, Wen Cishu found it quite nice. 

“Okay, let’s go together.” 

Zhou Xu also picked up a basket, “Let’s go, let’s get some vegetables. I’ll show you my skills at lunch.” 

Zhu Wei arranged, “Alright, I’ll wash the rice and start cooking. I’ll also make some dough and try to make some pastries.” 

Zhou Xu teased, “Looks like Sister Wei is also a kitchen expert.” 

Zhu Wei rolled up her sleeves, “I’m a mom, after all.” 

Wen Cishu, carrying a bamboo basket, noticed Rongrong, who seemed to be observing him from behind Zhu Wei, and took the initiative to ask, “Rongrong, do you want to come with us?” 

Zhu Wei also looked down at her shy daughter. 

“Do you want to go? If you do, go ahead. Mom will be in the kitchen, not far away.” 

Rongrong tugged at her mom’s clothes, pursing her pink lips. 

Her brows showed a bit of hesitation and struggle, but her expression was eager. 

Seeing this, Zhu Wei explained to Wen Cishu, “I just think Rongrong is too timid, so I brought her on the show to build her courage. But she might not be used to it yet.” 

Wen Cishu understood, “Rongrong is only five, it’s normal.” 

He noticed that Rongrong seemed to really want to go out, so he lifted his shirt hem, bent down, and smiled, “How about this, Rongrong, you can temporarily treat uncle as your mom and hold on, okay?” 

Zhu Wei thought he would say something like waiting for Rongrong to get used to playing together, but she didn’t expect him to do this. 

Suddenly, she also looked forward to her daughter’s reaction. 

[Rongrong baby, quickly reach out!] 

[Wow, suddenly feeling nervous, what’s going on?] 

[I can also see that Rongrong wants to go, so I guess I’m on the same wavelength as the beautiful dad, hehe.] 

Under the anticipation of the two adults and the audience, Rongrong timidly raised her face and saw the gentle smile in uncle’s eyes. 

She slowly let go of her mom’s clothes, gently holding onto uncle’s shirt hem, and softly said, “Uncle, I want to go play in the vegetable patch.” 

Zhu Wei silently opened her mouth wide, incredibly surprised, and looked at Wen Cishu in disbelief. 

Her daughter could actually express her thoughts honestly. 

On the live screen, lines of [Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh] flew by. 

[Ah! Beautiful dad, male mom!! I, I, I can do it!] 

Wen Cishu was delighted to gain the little girl’s trust, “Let’s go.” 

“Mm-hmm~” Rongrong happily held the small basket, and as they walked out, she turned to look at her mom. 

Zhu Wei waved with a smile, her eyes full of encouragement. 

[It seems like nothing, but it’s a bit touching.] 

[No, this is Rongrong feeling the kindness from Yiming’s dad and making a choice, very loving.] 

[I also want to hold the gentle beautiful dad’s clothes and go play, sob sob…] 

Rongrong walked slightly behind uncle, occasionally glancing up to observe him, and noticed something under the brim of his hat… hair. 

It was like when mom tied her hair up and hid it under a hat. 

Did she see it wrong? 

Rongrong puzzledly pouted. 

Chu Han waved, “Yiming’s dad, come here. Zhou Xu said we can dig up some potatoes. He went to check the chicken coop.” 

Just as she finished speaking, a ridiculous “cluck cluck” came from the chicken coop in the distance. 

Wen Cishu and Rongrong turned to look simultaneously. 

Under the clear sky, a thin figure was running around in the chicken coop, with several chickens flapping their wings in a panic. 

Bo Yiming, who had somehow followed into the chicken coop, was shouting and chasing the chickens and ducks. 

Meanwhile, Zhou Xu raised the eggs in his hand, “Got it! Yiming, retreat!” 

“Ow!” Bo Yiming ran with chicken feathers flying, “Ahhh, don’t chase me!” 

[Hahaha, why is this so funny?] 

[Yiming, great job, helping Zhou Xu get the eggs~ Eat more eggs for lunch!] 

[This show not having close-up shots is really unsatisfying.] 

[This way, the kids’ reactions are more genuine, right? With a cameraman, they’d feel awkward.] 

[The sound is clear, and the atmosphere is unexpectedly good!] 

Not far from the chicken coop, Xingxing anxiously watched Bo Yiming running around, muttering, “Such a silly gege.” 

He had been told to hold onto Zhou Xu’s little one, so he couldn’t go to the chicken coop. 

At this moment, Xiao Qi raised his little face, puffed up with anger, and glared at him, “Don’t say bad things about Yiming gege! Gege is helping dad get eggs.” 

Xingxing looked down at the little dumpling in surprise, “How can you say so much?” 

He was full of confusion and bewilderment, “Aren’t you only… four years old?” 

“Hmph!” 

Being questioned, Xiao Qi got even angrier, shook off his hand, and ran towards his dad with all his might. 

[Hahaha, this is too funny, is Xingxing really like this?] 

[Laughing, Xingxing actually doubts a four-year-old Xiao Qi’s language ability?] 

[Xiao Qi whispers: Xingxing gege is bad!] 

[When Xingxing called Yiming a silly gege, why did it feel unexpectedly loving! He’s a tsundere little brother!] 

Zhou Xu wanted to hold his son, so he handed the basket of eggs to Bo Yiming. 

The young boy quickly ran to his little dad, holding up the basket, proudly asking for praise, “Little dad! Am I amazing?” 

Wen Cishu reached up, plucked the chicken feather from his head, and pinched his cheek, “Yes, dad is proud of you.” 

“Wow!” Bo Yiming, praised by his dad, bounced in place. 

[? I don’t understand your family’s standard of pride, but I’m very envious.] 

[So… does the beautiful dad need a daughter? The kind that’s over 250 months old… (fiddling fingers)] 

Behind Wen Cishu, Rongrong stood on tiptoe to observe the eggs in the basket. 

Noticing this, Bo Yiming placed it on the ground, “Sister, you can look.” 

Rongrong bent over, reaching out to poke the freshly laid eggs, a bit surprised, and tugged at uncle’s shirt hem, “Uncle, the eggs are warm.” 

“Maybe the hen just laid them.” 

Wen Cishu, watching the innocent and interesting little friends, couldn’t help but feel delighted. 

He pointed towards the kitchen, “Yiming, take the eggs inside and give them to Rongrong’s mom. Dad and Rongrong will dig up some potatoes here.” 

“Mm!” Bo Yiming picked up the basket with one hand to leave, and a small hand reached over to hold the basket handle. 

It was Xingxing. 

Wen Cishu, surprised to see this quiet and introverted little friend, smiled and said, “Xingxing is helping gege, that’s great.” 

Xingxing seemed a bit unsure of how to react, just nodding and glancing at the gege who was taller than him. 

“Let’s go.” Bo Yiming tugged the basket and casually asked, “By the way, Xingxing, what’s your full name?” 

Wen Cishu smiled, thinking, whose “naturally friendly” personality does this little guy take after? 

Just as he was about to take Rongrong to figure out how to dig potatoes, he heard Xingxing’s voice. 

“My full name is Chu Hang.” 

Wen Cishu froze, slowly turning to look at the little boy who was slightly shorter than his son, his dark eyes full of astonishment. 

Chu Hang? 

The original book’s main character? 

Bo Yiming’s future… rival in love?