Bozai had no idea what good deed he had done.
He looked at the chopsticks, then at the "drink" in Xie Yishu's hand, Xiaopang looked awed: "Daddy, Bozai will finish it in one gulp later."
He knows that chopsticks are for eating, so he naturally associates wax liquid with something that can be drunk.
Gu Yanzhi took him to the laboratory where the nutrient solution was developed. He also saw other uncles and aunts in protective clothing using large experimental equipment to make nutrient solutions of various flavors.
In his eyes, Xie Yishu also used experimental equipment to make him a cup of nutrient solution that has a sleep-promoting effect, but it smells a bit like bath liquid.
Thinking of the wizard bear who can make all kinds of magical potions in "Bear Adventure", Little Fatty is in awe.
Xie Yishu was amused by the rich imagination of Xiaopangdun, he handed the measuring cup to Gu Yanzhi, let him continue to stir, squeezed his son's chubby face with his free hands, and said with a smile: "It's not for drinking."
Not for drinking
Little Fatty was a little dazed, and looked down at the chopsticks in Xiaopang's hand.
If not for drinking, what do you need chopsticks for
Little Fatty's confusion was written all over his face.
Xie Yishu picked up the chopsticks and placed them on the white porcelain pot to fix the thin wooden core. Wen Sheng explained: "It is used to fix the wax core. Clamp it back and forth, and the wax core will not move."
The little fat pier looked at the small piece of wood that was fixed, and nodded with a vague understanding.
Xie Yishu packed up the instrument, took back the measuring cup from Gu Yanzhi, and poured the wax liquid into the white porcelain jar.
He calculated before hydrogenating soybean oil that the extracted soybean wax is not too much, just enough to make a can.
"Let's wait for it to solidify naturally." Xie Yishu hugged the chubby man onto the chair, "Daddy go take a shower first, and tell you a story later."
"Good!" Bo Zai cheered.
Thinking that his mother will tell him a story later, Xiao Pangdun is very happy.
He sat on the chair and swayed his short legs, looked at the white porcelain pot in front of him that he and his father had decorated, and asked Gu Yanzhi, "Dad, do you know what this is?"
"Candles." Gu Yanzhi said concisely, "In ancient times, people used them for lighting."
Bozai suddenly realized, and said "Ooooh" twice.
It was said that it was used for lighting, so he understood. But, "Dad, there are lights at home, and they are already very bright. There is no need to use candles to light them."
Why even make candles
Little Fatty was confused again.
Gu Yanzhi glanced at the small light bulb.
He also felt that the house was bright enough.
"In addition to lighting, this candle has other uses." Gu Yanzhi thought that Xie Yishu hadn't told the little fat pier all this time. He probably wanted to keep the suspense. After lighting the candle later, he would lift the veil, so he said, "After a while, you knew."
Bozai pursed his lips, and twisted his little fat butt in protest on the chair.
Although he is small, it doesn't mean he doesn't know that his father is teasing him.
But it doesn't matter, when mom comes out of the bathroom, he will know other uses.
Little Chubby lay on the table with his chin resting on the back of his hand. Looking at the candles on the table, he thought of his little friends from the kindergarten.
In his previous kindergarten, there was a girl named Shia who often brought snacks made by her mother to the kindergarten and distributed them to them.
He has always envied Shia, because he hadn't found his mother at that time. Besides him, there are a few friends who are also very envious of Shia, because their mothers either don't know how to make dim sum, or they have to take care of their hands, so they seldom make dim sum for them.
But he doesn't envy Shia now.
Because he found his mother.
Although my mother hasn't made dim sum for him yet, she has cooked noodles, small wontons, dumplings, and also made him puppet bears, bubble bath balls, fudge soap, handmade soap...and the candles in front of her.
Bozai suddenly raised his chubby face, and asked Gu Yanzhi: "Father, can you help Bozai find Xi Ya and the others?"
He recalled with his little goldfish head: "It was Xi Ya and Jiang Hao from the kindergarten..."
Gu Yanzhi had an impression of his son's former classmates: "Yes."
He paused, then asked the little fat pier, "Does Bozai want to play with them? Your birthday is coming, you can invite them to your birthday party."
Bozai nodded, then shook his head again.
He was a little excited, and the chubby face became flushed: "Bozai wants to share with them the bubble bath balls, fudge soap, handmade soap, and candles that mom made."
He wants to tell his friends that he found his mother not long ago!
Gu Yanzhi saw what Xiaopangdun was thinking.
His eyes fell on a pile of unopened express boxes in the entrance, and he said to Xiaopangdun: "Mom may be busy these days. You can ask mom when she is free, and do these when she is free."
"When you are done, Dad will ask the driver uncle to deliver it to Shia and the others."
Little Fatty nodded excitedly: "Okay!"
Thinking that his friends would know that he had found his mother soon, Xiao Pangdun couldn't help but feel happy.
And they'll also know that he has a mother who can make bubble bath balls and handmade soap.
Thinking of the envious eyes of his little friends, Xiaopangdun felt flattered in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a little fluttering as he leaned on Xiaopang's arm.
"Father, Bo Zai really likes Mommy so much!"
Gu Yanzhi took a deep look at Xiaopangdun. He personally understood the meaning of the phrase "a son is here to steal your wife".
"Daddy loves mommy too."
Bo Zai was suddenly aroused to be competitive, he said to Gu Yanzhi: "Dad, I like Mom more than you."
Gu Yanzhi: "..."
Gu Yanzhi felt that he shouldn't take his five-year-old son's words seriously, but he couldn't help correcting after a few seconds: "Dad likes mom more."
Bo Zai obviously didn't want to lose to his father.
He supported the table and stood on the small chair, stretched his chubby arms and made a big circle, proving his love for his mother.
After finishing the painting, he nodded his chubby face, and concluded: "Bo Zai still loves a little more."
Gu Yanzhi: "..."
He couldn't make such a naive move.
Gu Yanzhi can only ask for a tie: "Dad likes mom as much as Bozai likes mom, okay?"
Xiaopangdun quit, emphasizing: "Bozai likes mother more."
…
When Xie Yishu came out of the bathroom, the chubby chubby ran over, stood on tiptoe and hugged his waist, raised his chubby face and asked, "Daddy, do you think Bozai likes you more or daddy likes you more?" ?”
Xie Yishu didn't expect that she would face such an embarrassing death problem as soon as she got out of the bathroom.
He considered it for a while, and said cautiously: "My little dad thinks, I like it as well."
Bozai chubby frowned.
He clearly felt that he liked it better.
But he quickly put the answer to this question aside, and asked the second question: "Then, does the little dad like Bozai more or daddy?"
Xie Yishu answered impeccably: "I like it both. Daddy likes both Bozai and Daddy. You two are tied for number one in Daddy's heart."
Bo Zai obviously didn't want to be tied for the first place with his father, he wanted to be the only one.
He rubbed Xie Yishu's waist with his chubby face in nostalgia, and acted like a baby in a childish voice: "Daddy like Bo Zai more."
He stretched out his little fat paw, and made a gesture the size of a grain of rice: "Just a little more."
Xie Yishu's heart almost melted.
He thought that no matter how naive Gu San was, he wouldn't be jealous of his own son, so he whispered in the little fat boy's ear, "Daddy really likes Bo Zai better."
Bo Zai suddenly became happy.
He puffed up his belly, looked at his father rather arrogantly, and held his mother's hand: "Daddy, tell Bo Zai a story."
Xie Yishu nodded, and said to Gu Yanzhi, "I'll take the bath towel and pajamas for you", then picked up the solidified candle on the table, and went into the "children's room" with Bo Zai.
Gu Yanzhi went into the bathroom to wash up. Halfway through brushing his teeth, he still couldn't help picking up the optical computer and typing in his own question in the search bar.
[What age is it appropriate for children to be sent to boarding schools.]
The dining room is connected to the front living room and the current children's room. When candles were made before, the scent of wild nepeta and honeysuckle also wafted into the children's room.
But because the windows of the kitchen and the balcony were open for ventilation, the wax liquid had solidified again, and the fragrance was almost diffused.
Xie Yishu turned off the lights in the dining room and the living room. Seeing the darkness in front of him, Bozai quickly picked up the little turtle on the ground and patted its shell.
The little turtle emits a soft single light, and the magical underwater world also appears on the ceiling.
Xie Yishu didn't expect this toy to have such a function: "It's so beautiful."
Bo Zai also likes this little turtle very much, but he likes his mother even more, so he generously gave the little turtle to Xie Yishu: "Daddy, if you like it, you can use it in your room."
Xie Yishu couldn't do something like take away the toy from her five-year-old son, she shook her head and said with a smile: "It's better to put it here."
He lifted the curtain of the tent, patted Bozai's little fat buttocks: "Go in."
Bozai kicked off his little slippers, got into the tent, changed the position of his little pillow, pulled the bear puppet, lay on the mattress, and wrapped the quilt: "Daddy, Bozai is lying down!"
Xie Yishu sat at the entrance of the tent, heard that the candle was lit, and the wood core began to burn, making a crackling sound.
The little fat pier obviously didn't expect such a sound when the candle was lit, and said in surprise: "Daddy! This sound is so good!"
He thought the voice was very familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where it passed.
After racking my brains for a while, I finally remembered: "This sound is the sound of a campfire!"
It turns out that besides lighting, the candles also made a crackling sound.
No wonder candles are lit. The lamp can't make such a sound.
Bozai stretched out his chubby hand, and patted the turtle shell again, and the pattern on the ceiling turned into a river of stars.
There are tents, bonfires, and starry sky.
Bo Zai turned over and raised his chubby legs comfortably: "Daddy, do we seem to be camping?"
"Like." Xie Yishu smiled, and reached out to touch Bozai's little head, "Does Bozai like camping? Next summer, Dad will take you camping."
"I like it!" Camping can eat barbecue and fish, and in the camp, Dad will never let him sleep alone, "Dad, we remember to bring the insect repellent when the time comes."
"Okay." Xie Yishu forgot that she shouldn't talk about exciting topics with her child before going to bed. Seeing that Pangdun was getting more and more excited, Xie Yishu changed the topic without leaving a trace, "The little dad told Bo Zai a story about a little bear going camping today."
Poppy closed his eyes and listened.
As he listened, he felt as if he had come to camp.
He also smelled a good smell, like the shower gel they used, and like the smell of his mother.
After Xie Yishu finished telling the story, the chubby fell asleep with his short legs up.
Xie Yishu gently moved the little chubby's legs, covered him with a quilt, let the candle burn for a while, and then extinguished it. When the fragrance was almost gone, I poured out the unsolidified wax oil in the small jar.
"Good night."