Jiang Anzhi looks at his son's silly appearance, takes off his clothes and steps into the bathtub. Father and son wash together.

Although everyone took apart the moves in advance when filming, for the sake of visual effect, they all used three false and seven true. When several groups of shots were taken, bruises were inevitable.

In addition, Jiang Anzhi's films are about police and bandits, and there are all action scenes on this side of the wharf. His arms, shoulders and knees have suffered a lot of new and old injuries these days.

Jiang Che was shocked to see that the joy of just entering the water disappeared. He sipped his mouth and didn't speak. He silently took a towel to wipe his father's back.

Water ticking off along the towel, Jiang Che's small claws carefully twist the towel, gently wipe along dad's beautiful muscles.

Jiang An's eyebrows and eyes closed slightly, and the smile on his mouth was always light and shallow, and never disappeared.

Originally, Feng Lanchu thought Jiang Che was just playing, but he was really wiping his back for Jiang'an.

For a long time, Jiang Anzhi felt that a warm and cool wind was blowing gently behind him. When he looked back, he saw that Jiang Che was blowing to him with his little mouth.

Jiang An's reaction came after he was stunned. Yesterday's plot required him to jump out of the container and bump into his back. He should have left bruises.

He slightly sighed and pulled Jiang Che into his arms: "thank you Jiang Che."

"Daddy, does your back hurt?"

"Just now Jiang Che blew twice, and it didn't hurt at all." He answered softly.

"That's good." Jiang Che breathed a sigh of relief, but he was very depressed: "Dad, is our family very poor?"

“?” Jiang an one face is inexplicable: "why to ask so?"

"I don't want my father to get hurt all the time. My mother and I won't be happy with the money we get from the injury. If it's not very poor, let's not do it

Jiang Anzhi didn't expect that Jiang Che could think so much when he was young. He couldn't help rubbing his head: "first of all, thank Jiang Che for his concern for Dad. Your concern makes dad feel very warm; Secondly, these bruises are terrible. It's normal for men to bump. "

"When you go to the martial arts school to learn martial arts in the summer vacation, you will have to face these bumps and bumps. Will you shrink back for fear of pain?"

Jiang Che smell speech Leng for a while, honestly shake his head: "pain I will insist."

"It's the same with dad. He will stick to the road he chooses."

Jiang Che instantly understood what, muddled asked: "so Dad's job is to get hurt?"

"Not really." Jiang Anzhi replied with a smile: "Dad is going to play a policeman this time, so it's easy to bump into a lot of fighting with bad guys."

Jiang Che instantly came to the conclusion: "police work is easy to get hurt."

"Yes." Jiang Anzhi listened to Jiang Che's conclusion and nodded his head carefully to guide him: "everything they have paid is to hope for the stability of the country and the people."

Jiang Che nodded his head clearly, then he tilted his head in a confused way.

Jiang Anzhi saw his son's doubts and touched his head patiently: "Dad's career doesn't have to face the bad guys. Compared with the police uncles, it's much safer. We only deduce their stories, pay homage to them in this way, and spread the love and greatness of the police uncles to more people in this way."

"It's like watching mom and dad's program at home. After watching it, have you learned a lot about protecting the ecology?"