He still remembers the kindergarten that Bozai used to go to. In the morning and afternoon, each child would send someone to send snacks and fruits to his family.

He also asked the housekeeper or assistant to give it to Bozai. Compared with those snacks, a pack of milky biscuits has already regressed a lot.

Bozai shook his head and said seriously: "I won't bring it."

He can't let his mother think he is not well-behaved anymore.

Seeing this, Gu Yanzhi didn't say anything anymore. He would indulge the child a little and support the child's correct choice.

He zipped the schoolbag and said to Bozai: "Dad has checked it, it's the schoolbag of a good boy."

The schoolbag was checked, and there was still some time left. Gu Yanzhi thought about it and was about to read the picture book of the children with his son. Before he could speak, he heard the fat baby say to him: "Dad, Bo Zi wants to change a set of clothes."

Once the schoolbag is checked, it’s time to check the instrument.

The little fat man lowered his head and looked at himself from his clothes to his socks carefully, and was a little dissatisfied with his outfit.

He proposed his thoughts to Gu Yanzhi: "Dad, Bozai wants to wear more heavy clothes, heavier..."

He forgot what the word was called.

Bozi scratched his fat face and asked Gu Yanzhi: "Dad, praise a person like a little man, use heaviness, heaviness..."

Gu Yanzhi thought for a while: "Calm down?"

"Yes, calm. Bozai wants to wear it more calmly." Xiaopang pointed to the fat bear on his clothes and said seriously, "This dress looks like a baby is wearing."

But aren't you just a baby?

Gu Yanzhi was amused by his five-year-old son and cooperated and said, "Okay, Dad will accompany you to change your clothes."

Bozai stood in front of his small wardrobe, his chubby little face full of scrutiny and seriousness.

There were already a bunch of small clothes and pants spread out on the bed. The little fat man was not very satisfied with those clothes and was still picking in the closet.

Gu Yanzhi just found it interesting at first, but now he feels that he can't understand this little fat cub anymore.

Is it really a generation gap?

Gu Yanzhi was a little confused and took out his brain and sent a message to a friend who could get along with the child.

The other party has been in the third zone recently and has a time difference with the main star, so he responded very quickly.

[Fang Ziyu: Did Xiaopang meet someone you like in kindergarten?]

Gu Yanzhi frowned and replied.

[Gu Yanzhi:...He is only five years old.]

How old is his baby? Why does he have someone he likes?

The opposite side replied soon.

[Fang Ziyu: Shen Ding’s idea is the same as mine. 2:1, we win.]

[Fang Ziyu: To be honest, don’t you ask? Children nowadays are precocious.]

Gu Yanzhi:...

He felt that the other party could not give any valuable advice.

Gu Yanzhi put away his brain and felt his pants legs being pulled. He looked down and saw that the fat man was holding a cushion on each side.

"Dad." The little fat man showed him the pattern on the hood, "Which small hood do you think is more suitable for Bozi?"

A cushion painted a calf on a hood, saying: Mom, I am your Kung Fu calf.

Another cushion painted a bear.

Gu Yanzhi thought that the little fat man felt that drawing the bear's clothes was not suitable for him, so he pointed to the calf: "This one."

Bozai looked left and right, compared it, and took a little head, adopted Gu Yanzhi's suggestion, put the mat with the calf painted mat and the selected small shirt together, and then began to select and compare the small pants.

Gu Yanzhi looked at the fat little boy who was carefully choosing his pants and remembered the advice he had received from his friend before.

Is there really someone you like?

Gu Yanzhi analyzed the possibility in a bit of entanglement and couldn't help asking: "Bozai, have you met someone you like very much in kindergarten?"
Chapter completed!