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“Mom! The phone!”
Bai Sha, in the midst of changing into her pajamas, called out, “Have Dad see who’s calling!”
Zhou Haochen glanced at the screen: Mom.
It wasn’t ‘Junior Apprentice Brother Wa’ as he might have expected; the caller ID simply displayed ‘Mom’.
“It’s your mother calling.”
Bai Sha emerged, tying up her hair, and asked, a hint of confusion in her voice, “Why would she be calling me?”
Zhou Haochen merely shrugged, indicating his own lack of knowledge.
Bai Sha took the phone and moved to the balcony. “Hello?”
– Ah, Xiao Sha, it’s summer vacation now, isn’t it? Your sister has some free time too; why don’t you both come home for a bit?
Bai Sha fell silent, for truthfully, she harbored no desire to return ‘home’.
– Has something happened?
A few coughs sounded from the other end of the line, and Bai’s Mother, offering no further explanation, simply said in a dry tone, “Nothing’s wrong. Just hang up.”
“Beep—”
Bai Sha knew instinctively that something was likely amiss, yet since they offered no details, she felt no inclination to press. She would simply ask her sister later.
****
“Good heavens, what exactly are you doing to her hair?”
Upon entering, Bai Sha immediately spotted Zhou Haochen attempting to style the little one’s hair; it was only due to the child’s inherent cuteness that she wasn’t rendered absolutely hideous.
“Doesn’t it look nice?” Zhou Haochen asked, surveying the slightly lopsided, rather small ponytail, genuinely believing it looked quite good.
Even Xiao Yu, his ‘little cotton jacket’, wore an expression of utter resignation, clearly having endured much torment at his hands.
“Mommy, I never want Daddy to tie my hair again,” the little one declared, abandoning her father to run to Bai Sha’s feet.
Zhou Haochen felt a pang of frustration, thinking, ‘Practice makes perfect; next time, I definitely won’t pull her hair!’ He swore it.
Bai Sha, suppressing a smile, untied the little one’s hair and, with practiced ease, quickly fashioned a perfect, standard ponytail. Zhou Haochen gave a hearty thumbs-up, acknowledging, ‘Indeed, there’s a specialized skill for everything!’
Transformed from a disheveled pup back into an adorable child, Xiao Yu temporarily forgave her father, returning once more to Zhou Haochen’s embrace.
This left Bai Sha momentarily speechless, thinking, ‘Ah, women, so fickle.’
The little one, nestled against her father, murmured softly, “Daddy, I… I want to go on a picnic. Can we?”
“A picnic? What suddenly put that idea in your head?”
The little one explained earnestly, “Everyone on TV goes on picnics! Especially when families or friends are together.”
It was true; many foreign animated shows featured picnics (especially a certain pink hairdryer cartoon (TL Note: A humorous Chinese nickname for Peppa Pig, referring to the shape of her head)), though most people in China had never truly experienced one themselves.
Zhou Haochen turned to Bai Sha. “I’m game for it, though I don’t have much experience with picnics.”
He then nodded at the little one. “So, Xiao Yu, do you know what we’ll need for a picnic?”
The little one’s eyes sparkled with unbridled excitement. “Snacks! Fruits! Bento boxes! And most importantly, an adventure!”
Bai Sha pressed a hand to her forehead; she could accept the former demands, but an ‘adventure’ was definitely out of the question.
Zhou Haochen scooped up the little one, playfully tapping her nose. “Well then, we’ll have to go get everything ready!”
“Then let’s hurry! Mommy! Let’s go to the supermarket!”
Inside the bustling supermarket, the little one enthusiastically picked out items, while Bai Sha subtly sidled up to Zhou Haochen.
“Why don’t you find some time to call your aunt and uncle? We could send Xiao Yu over to stay with them for a few days in a couple of weeks.”
Zhou Haochen nodded in agreement, though he secretly worried that with his parents’ overly doting nature, Zhou Yuying might return home only to inherit a ‘throne’ of endless pampering.
“If you send her away, what will the two of us do for fun?”
Bai Sha’s cheeks flushed faintly as she murmured, “We don’t have to go out. We can just stay home.”
“And what exactly would we do at home?”
Bai Sha’s eyes darted nervously, her face still flushed, as she stammered, “We could just watch movies, play some games, eat meals… just… just like we normally do!”
Noticing her shy demeanor, Zhou Haochen grinned mischievously. “Really now?”
“Absolutely!” (TL Note: This is a playful response, using a homophone ‘zhǔ de’ (boiled) for ‘zhēn de’ (really), a common internet slang.)
The little one, having unwittingly surged far ahead, turned back to find her mother once again practically glued to her father’s side.
‘Oh dear, Mommy and Daddy are so clingy, always secretly cuddling behind my back! How embarrassing!’
“Mommy! You two, hurry up!”
Bai Sha’s expression immediately reverted to normal; she distanced herself from Zhou Haochen and quickly walked toward the little one.
Zhou Haochen mused, ‘666 (TL Note: Internet slang for ‘awesome’ or ‘impressive’) for that instant face-change, no deduction for beans (TL Note: A humorous reference to a game mechanic where ‘beans’ might be a currency or points). Bring back my shy face!’
“Chips! Jellies! Cheese sticks!”
“Milk! Sodas! Lollipops!”
“Egg tarts! French fries! Hamburgers!”
“Mommy! We still need to go to KFC!”
The little one merrily swept through the snack aisle, only to suddenly realize something important seemed to be missing.
Bai Sha glanced at the shopping cart, which was already half-full, and said with a sigh of resignation, “How about we finish getting everything we need from the supermarket first, and *then* we can go to KFC, okay?”
Zhou Haochen, who was in charge of pushing the cart and eventually paying, asked with a smile, “What about the bento boxes, then?”
The little one, her memory jogged, gazed up at Bai Sha with pleading eyes. “Mommy…”
“Alright, I’ll prepare them when we get home.”
While touched by Bai Sha’s radiant motherly devotion, Zhou Haochen couldn’t help but remind her, “You know, those can be bought too.”
“Then you’re in charge of that,” Bai Sha declared, dismissing the task with a wave of her hand. “It’s all up to you.”
“Go, Daddy!” the little one cheered, instantly switching sides.
‘Huh? Wait a minute, are you two playing a trick on me? It feels like I’ve been set up.’
The mother and daughter, hand in hand, then made their way toward the fruit section.
“Zhou Haochen, do you eat durian?”
He shook his head. Durian, cilantro—he wouldn’t call them ‘bad,’ but he simply couldn’t acquire a taste for them.
“It has a certain smell,” he mused, “not exactly stinky, but not pleasant either.”
The little one nodded in agreement; she, too, found durian ‘stinky’ and refused to eat cilantro, making her a perfect miniature replica of Zhou Haochen.
“Really?” Bai Sha asked, quite fond of durian herself and finding its scent rather agreeable.
Ultimately, they didn’t buy durian, opting instead for a few apples and some banana slices before moving on.
Zhou Haochen pushed the now overflowing shopping cart, reminding them, “That’s probably enough; we won’t be able to eat any more than this.”
The little one finally ceased her selections, her desires fully satisfied.
Bai Sha chuckled. “We can’t possibly eat all of this right now anyway.”
The little one’s head popped up. “We can give some to Aunt and Uncle!”
As if struck by a sudden realization, she bounced excitedly. “We can ask Aunt and Uncle to come to the picnic with us!”
Bai Sha and Zhou Haochen exchanged a knowing glance. It did seem like a viable plan, and better yet, they could even help with the child.
Well, it appeared that no matter how much parents adored their children, they would inevitably tire of childcare. It was at such moments that the importance of ‘Dehua’ (TL Note: A playful reference to a ‘helper’ or ‘nanny’, often used humorously in Chinese web novels.) truly shone through.
True to his word, Zhou Haochen immediately pulled out his phone and dialed Sun Weijie.
– Hey, Boss! What are your plans for the afternoon? Have you started work already?
The voice on the other end of the line sounded groggy, clearly having just woken up.
– Nah, not so fast. We don’t start until the day after tomorrow.
– Want to come out and play this afternoon? How about a picnic?
Sun Weijie, still cradling a soundly sleeping Lily, asked with a hint of suspicion, “There isn’t some sort of trick, is there?”
– Are you coming or not?! Aren’t we brothers?!
Perhaps his voice was too loud, for it stirred Lily from her slumber, and she grumbled, “Take your call outside…”
Sun Weijie lowered his head and asked Lily, “The second brother is asking if we want to go on a picnic this afternoon.”
– A picnic? Well, we don’t have anything else planned, so why not go and have some fun?
Sun Weijie nodded, then replied into the phone, “Okay.”
Zhou Haochen’s lips curved into a smile. After ending the call, he flashed an ‘OK’ gesture to Bai Sha.
Free babysitters were now in position, leaving the ‘male and female hosts’ free to enjoy a date.
Hehehe (*^▽^*).