"What's the name?" Yan Wang was silent for a while, unable to believe his eyes and ears, "You're new to you?"

Yan Luo said lightly, rolled his eyes to him, "Can you speak? I'm a serious person."

This "also" makes her seem particularly inappropriate and recognizes her parents everywhere.

"As far as I know, you have three fathers alone." Yan Wang stretched out three fingers, "Yan Sui, Yan Jingce, and countless financial supporters' fathers."

"If you have to calculate this way..." Yan Luo spoke in a low voice, and then put Yan Wang into a "3" position and then pounced up another finger, posing "4".

"I have four dads, and I recognized another one on the show."

Yan Wang: "..."

I really underestimate you.

Yan Sui yawned lazily, obviously not waking up from his sleep, "Is it the little king of hell? You haven't seen each other for a few years, you have grown so tall..."

He also wanted to reach out to touch Yan Wang's head, but found that Yan Wang was two heads taller than him, and he woke up half a minute after falling asleep, "...here is taller than dad, hey."

Yan Luo said with a bad attitude, "Yan Sui, you can jump up and hit your son's knee now. Xiaohua jumped up and hit your head. You jumped up and hit Yan Wang's knee. Yan Wang jumped up and hit my knee."

Yan Luo was so happy that she thought about it. It was finally her turn to be the top of the food chain at home!

Yan Sui: "..."

Yan Wang lowered his head and looked at his seven-year-old father, and fell into deep thought, "What did you think his name is?"

Yan Luo took the barbecue skewers bag from Yan Wang's hand and took two skewers from it, one for Yan Sui, and one for Hua Sui, who was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. A girl, two young children, were gnawing on the barbecue skewers at the same time.

"Mr. Yan Wang, let me introduce you to the two children in front of you." Yan Luo ate the skewers with relish, taking the time to explain, "This is your seven-year-old father, Yan Sui."

"This child who is not awake yet is eating, is your five-year-old mother, Hua Sui."

Yan Wang didn't know what to respond: "..."

What a fucking magical realism.

"So I'm sorry to notify you, Mr. Yan Wang." Yan Luo smiled, "Although we are underage, we have entered the stage of early retirement. You have to save money for milk powder and diapers in advance."

Yan Wang himself had experienced anti-scientific documentary on fetal wear. At this point, he also digested it and spoke tentatively, "...Dad?"

Yan Sui smiled and said "Oh" and then took the finished barbecue sign and begged his daughter very humbly, "Let's have another one."

Yan Wang turned to Hua Sui, "...Mom?"

Hua Sui yawned, lifted her eyelids with difficulty, and replied with a slight voice, "Gui Wangzai."

Yan Luo coldly rejected Yan Sui's request, "I have said it a few times. You are still young and can't eat these junk foods."

Yan Sui was dissatisfied, "What do you mean? I look down on me? Then how can you eat it?"

Yan Luo replied with confidence, "I am an adult, and my digestive system develops completely and metabolizes faster than you. Of course I can eat it. When you grow to this age, you can also eat a whole pack of barbecue."

"Are you very awesome?" Yan Sui was furious. He grew up struggling in the black area. When did he not even eat two barbecue?

"No, please ask Wangzai, is barbecue bad for the child's health?" Yan Luo raised his chin and tried to pull Yan Wang into his own camp.

Yan Wang:...My young parents and my unsatisfactory sister!

Yan Wang never thought about relying on Yan Luo to support his family. He felt that saving money and career was imminent.

My sister is still studying and spending a lot of money. She will have to pay tuition in college in the future. Her two parents... They also have to spend money on their age, and they will have to raise them in the future. They will go to elementary school, junior high school, high school, tutoring classes, and interest classes. All of these cost money.

The food and clothing cost must not be bad.

Thinking of this, Yan Wang felt that the endless zero balances in his card were not enough to spend.

What a heavy burden does the pressure of retirement mean for a nine-year-old child.

Yan Wang sighed in an old age.

"How much is your salary here?" Yan Wang suddenly asked Yan Luo in a low voice.

"Why did you suddenly lose money?" Yan Luo looked at him in confusion, but he still leaned into his ear and said a number.

Yan Wang's eyes lit up and suddenly took care of his clothes, "Maybe your show also needs a handsome, cute and good at cooking to guarantee the ratings."

"Who? You?" Yan Luo widened his eyes, "Will Mr. Yan actually visit our small show? Can you like this little money?"

Yan Wang pursed his lips, "No matter how small ant meat is, it is still meat. In order to earn enough money for milk powder and pension, we cannot let go of any ant meat."

Yan Luo thought about it and said that their family was on the show, and they were four times the salary and four times the happiness. This wool was not futile...

feasible!

She could already imagine that she would hold the card and say to the people in the program team at that time, "Cangwang, Yan Sui, Hua Sui's money, and I will call me on the card together."

Yan Luo was happy when he thought about it, and picked up the sleepy Hua Sui, "Hurry up, carry your dad, I'll take you to my dad's place for one night."

Yan Wang: "?What are your dad and my dad?"

Only then did Yan Luo realize that what she said was ambiguous and explained, "Take my old dad and go to my new dad to sleep."

Yan Wang: "Who is Xinxin Dad?"

"Yan Xingyu, my third brother, my dad in the show--" Yan Luo reached out to put on a "4" position and said mysteriously, "My fourth dad."
Chapter completed!