The Cub’s Father Pretends to Be Poor Everyday

Chapter 7

Bo Zai scrunched his chubby face, took a closer look at her masterpiece, and then looked at his father’s handsome face, a little puzzled: “It doesn’t look like it.”

He brought the drawing closer to Gu Yanzhi: “Dad, look carefully.”

Gu Yanzhi evaded a little bit, and in accordance with little cub’s request, after looking at it for a long time, it was really impossible to equate the people on the drawing with the people little cub might know. He could only say: “Dad cannot guess..”

He walked towards the dining room with his little cub in his arms: “Can Bo Zai tell dad, who is in this painting?”

Bo Zai lowered his chubby face, a little disappointed, but he still tell him the correct answer: “Bo Zai drew a picture of mother.”

Gu Yanzhi’s footsteps stop, and the corner of his mouth fell down. He pulled back the chair and sat down, letting little cub sit on his lap. He couldn’t hear the emotion in his voice: “Is Bo Zai thinking of mother?”

“Huh.” Puppy looked down at his painting, thinking of his father’s reaction, and suddenly raised his little head. “Dad, did you forget what mother looked like?”

Gu Yanzhi whispered: “Dad did not forget.” How could he forget?

“But dad didn’t recognize that I was painting mother…”

“Dad just didn’t expect that Bo Zai would paint mother.” Gu Yanzhi rubbed his son’s soft hair.

He didn’t want to discourage little cub’s enthusiasm in painting, so he changed the topic: “Daddy helps you put these paintings away, wait until we find your mother, and show him these paintings, OK?”

Bo Zai nodded, and the chubby hand rummaged through it, taking the most satisfying drawing from the artwork: “Don’t take this one yet.”

If Teacher Xie is his mother, he will give this picture to his mother tomorrow: “I will bring this drawing to the kindergarten tomorrow.”

Gu Yanzhi only thought it was a homework assigned by the kindergarten. He need to finished drawing by today and would have to bring it in tomorrow. He said that he knew it, and got up to find the folder to place the drawing inside.

Bo Zai turned around on the chair, resting his chin on the back of the chair.

He can’t hide anymore.

He wanted to tell his father that he met Teacher Xie, who looks like his mother, in kindergarten today.

But he cannot say.

Because he can’t let dad, can’t let dad…

Bo Zai frowned, thinking for a while, thinking of that statement.

He can’t stand by and watch his father be happy just to be let down later..

When he was sure that Teacher Xie was his mother, he would tell his father about it.

Bo Zai made up his mind and looked at Gu Yanzhi, who was walking with the folder, and ask for permission: “Dad, can you show me the picture of Bo Zai’s mother for a while?”

It is difficult for Gu Yanzhi to refuse little cub’s request in this regard: “you can watch before going to bed.”

He picked up the drawing on the table, put it in the folder, and picked up the ball pen from the side.

Bo Zai actively raised his fat hand: “Dad, let Bo Zai write!”

He took the pen from Gu Yanzhi’s hand, and the chubby hand held it firmly, writing one stroke on the file pocket:

Portrait of Mom.

He start a new line and write his own name.

After writing, he scratched the chubby face with a pen: “Dad, what’s the date today?”

Gu Yanzhi replied: “September 21.”

Bo Zai carefully signed the date in the lower right corner.

This is not the first time he has written these.

In his dad’s study, at the top of the bookcase, the same file was placed in a row.

Like a soldier under review, standing there straight upright.

Waiting for his mother to come back n open it.

Gu Yanzhi will try his best to come back to accompany Bo Zai for dinner.

Someone will attend those banquets, and company affairs on his behalf, and he can also take the work back to home to deal with it.

After dinner, the housekeeping aunt accompanied the puppies to read picture books in the toy room, and Gu Yanzhi looked at the project proposal in the study room.

Maybe it’s because Bo Zai mentioned that person before dinner, Gu Yanzhi couldn’t concentrate on his work.

Half an hour later, Gu Yanzhi, who had not finish read a project proposal, turned off the light screen, got up and walked to the low cabinet, and opened the cabinet door.

The safe in the lower cabinet scan his iris and opened automatically. Gu Yanzhi took out an old-style light brain from inside.

Xingyao N3.

Seven years ago, it swept the entire federation and was hailed as the “king of cost performance.”

Production was discontinued a year later and replaced by the N5 of the same series. After that, N7, N9, T11… Nowadays, even in second-hand optical brain shops, it is difficult to see such an outdated optical brain.

Gu Yanzhi pressed the power button.

After a minute, the light brain vibrates.

Even if he reduces the number of power-on and recharges, and sends the light brain to be regularly clean the dust, Gu Yanzhi can’t stop the aging of the optical brain’s internal circuits.

Caton’s light brain was slow to boot. After it vibrates, a long white screen is shown before jumping to the startup screen.

Boot, screen lock.

Gu Yanzhi entered the password, and the light brain “clicked” and unlock. The notification that he received in the past week jumped out of the notification bar frantically.

Gu Yanzhi looked down and deleted one spam message after another. When he deleting, he saw the missed call reminder, he stop his finger as if someone had pressed the pause button.

Twenty-eight missed calls.

All was from the same unfamiliar number.

Gu Yanzhi quickly opened one of them, ready to call back, but the system’s built-in interception reminder popped up on the screen:

The harassment and fraud has been detected and 77821 have been blocked. Do you want to call back?

Gu Yanzhi’s expression calmed down, and he clicked “Cancel”, and he put the number in blacklist. There was a sound of footsteps near the door . Gu Yanzhi pressed the light brain to shut down, put the light brain into the safe, and closed the door with the back of his hand.

The study door was knocked twice and Gu Yanzhi said: “Come in.”

Bo Zai opened the door of the study, and his chubby face stuck out from behind the door: “Dad, are you busy?”

“No.” Gu Yanzhi beckoned to the pup and asked gently, “What’s wrong?”

The cub was holding a picture book of a child, and rushed into his arms like a small cannonball, pointing at the content of the picture book and asking him: “Dad, the book says that there is an invisible magical bond between mom and dad and their child. No matter how far away, the bond will not break. Is this true?”

Children’s picture books often talk about family-related content.

Gu Yanzhi looked at the picture on the picture book and replied: “It is true.”

He drew a line between himself and little cub according to the illustration: “Here is the bond between Bo Zai and Dad.”

“Is there such a bond between Bo Zai and mother?”

Gu Yanzhi paused and whispered: “Of course.”

Bo Zai’s little ear trembled.

He found that his dad seemed a little depressed.

Xiao Pangdun touched Gu Yanzhi’s face and asked with concern, “Dad, are you unhappy?”

“I’m not unhappy.” Gu Yanzhi picked up his milky son, adjusted his emotions, and stopped from continuing the topic, “Dad will take you to take a bath, and go to bed later to see pictures of mom.”

Because he can see his mother’s photo today, so the little cub took bath obediently.

Let the arms lift the chubby arms, and let the legs lift the short legs.

(Note: I don’t know T.T maybe just lift his arm and leg just to clean himself)

After taking a bath, he sits on the bed in pajamas printed with little dragon. When Gu Yanzhi took a shower and came out of the bathroom, he had already turned on the light screen by himself.

Seeing Gu Yanzhi, little cub urged: “Dad, hurry! Hurry!”

Gu Yanzhi sat on the bed, connected the light brain, took the control panel from little cub’s hand and clicked a few times, and the first photo was displayed on the light screen.

It is a back view of someone.

It is during night time and the background is under a street light.

Gu Yanzhi remembered that day; Xie Yishu was waiting for him downstairs in his dormitory, saying there was an important thing to tell him.

The chubby punk had to click the button.

The first photo disappeared, and the second one replaced it.

The faint profile in the sunlight, it is at Nanxi’s self-study classroom.

Gu Yanzhi still remembers that day…

“Snapped–“

His head was lying on a table.

“Snapped–“

At a point in the crowd, his face was unclear.

“Snapped–“

Another vague profile face.

“Snapped–“”Snapped–“”Snapped–“

Bo Zai’s hand was tired.

He rubbed his little paws and was a little confused: “Dad, why can’t I see my mother’s face in these photos?”

This is the first time the chubby cub has asked such a question.

Gu Yanzhi thought for a while and explained: “Some are due to angles, others are due to snapshots, pixels, light…”

He just doesn’t mention the camera technology.

Pixels and light are too esoteric for the five-year-old chubby cub, and the cub sighed “Oh” and continued looking the photos.

He had to find the picture that could see his mother’s face clearly to determine whether Teacher Xie was his mother. He was anxious, and the speed was very fast, and the chubby hand kept pressing.

Gu Yanzhi discovered that something was wrong with little cub: “Bo Zai, what are you looking for?”

“Looking for…” Bo Cub moved for a while, looking at the ID photo that appeared on the light screen, widening his eyes.

This is the picture!

This photo is exactly the same as the photo on Teacher Xie’s work card.

Teacher Xie is his mother!

But why didn’t his mother know him?

Looking at the photo, Bo Zai’s little head was in a mess. After a long while, he thought of a possibility.

“Dad,” Puppy asked weakly. “Are the kids who want to sneak out of the kindergarten is a naughty kid?”


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