Wu mubai himself didn't feel anything, but his son Xiao Annah called a photographer hard.

Maybe he tried too hard, and his face turned red:

"Dad, you are the first!"

Wu mubai smiled like a spring breeze and rubbed his son's little face.

The village head announced again:

"Second place, father Chi, scored 90 points."

After hearing that her father won the second place, Xiao Xinxin hugged his father's leg and said seriously:

"Dad, my dad's the best!"

"Such a high praise?"

“of course!”

The father and daughter of the Chi family are very hot to see several dads without girls around.

Look, it's better to have a daughter!

Several fathers disliked kissing their sons again.

"The third place, father Mo, scored 87 points."

Neither father nor son of Mohism showed anything. In their hearts, they really didn't care about this.

"The fourth place, father Deng, scored 81 points.

When you have time, father Deng remembers to fill the remaining gap. "

Deng Tianlin held his daughter in one hand and scratched his hair in the other:

"Well, I see, village head."

"The fifth place, father ye, scored 60 points."

All the scores of the five dads have been announced, and little stone just passed when he heard that his father had just passed, let alone despise his father.

This guy is really unreliable at any time!

Almost failed!

The foot immediately stepped back and looked like 'don't say it's my father when you go out in the future'.

Ye Hao was so obviously despised by his son, and his face twitched badly.

Hey, hey, you dare to dislike your father, don't you?

The little stone was despised again, and the knife shot at him.

Ye Hao immediately stretched out his hand to cover his chest and sold it to his son.

Now, even if the little stone dislikes it, he has to go back to his original place:

"Are you okay?"

"Something!"

Climb up the pole?

"Stone, dad is hurt. Look," he said, pulling up his pants.

With a band aid?

Are you really hurt?

Little stone doesn't care about his father:

"How did you get hurt? Does it hurt? Dad, why can't you even take care of yourself?"

Cough.

Chi En and Mo Boyuan knew exactly how the injury on Ye Hao's leg came from. Their faces twitched a few times, and three words appeared in their hearts at the same time:

shame on you!

It was he who played with himself and was caught by the lobster.

Now I lied to my son and got hurt!

Fortunately, the village head's voice again interrupted the Ye family's father and son over there.

"Today, the money made by fathers and children, a total of 2885 yuan, will be donated to children in poor mountainous areas as an education fund.

Thank you again for the hard work of dads and children. Let's applaud! "

papapa...

A burst of applause broke out.

"The ingredients for dinner have been sent to your homes. Dad and children can go back. Today's task is successfully completed and dissolved!"

Obviously, the atmosphere was quite good just now, but when the village head said something, several dads slept.

So you have to cook your own dinner?

no

Ye Hao is not well as a whole:

"Village head, are you sure we should cook dinner ourselves?" asked incredulously.

The village head's smile was a brilliant one:

"Well, very sure," replied.

Sleeping trough, dying!

Even Mo Boyuan's face was not calm.

Everything else is easy to say, that is, cooking