Bo Zhichen looked across the screen with interest.

"Baby, if you guessed it correctly, uncle will give you a gift!"

Bo Yuxing rolled his eyes on the other side of the screen.

"Uncle, today is my birthday. You were going to give me a gift, so don't try to trick me."

Ah, this...that's true.

Bo Zhichen couldn't speak to Bo Yuxing at all, so he scratched his hair dejectedly.

"Hey! I'm just adding to the fun and giving my uncle some face. Don't you understand yourself yet?"

The person who knows Xiaoxing best is definitely Bo Yuxing himself.

Bo Yuxing looked at the Zhou Zhou props placed on the large round table, including the Three-Character Sutra, a small abacus, gold ingots, rocket models, etc. The table was full and placed in a large circle.

These are normal props, but Bo Yuxing stared at the dolls, floral skirts and other props and fell into deep thought.

"Grandpa and grandma, what happened to the doll?"

Only then did Bo Yanyao and Cheng Suyi realize that there were several outsiders mixed in with so many props.

Bo Zhichen quickly said: "Hahaha, I posted that, just in case Little Star likes it!"

"There is no such thing as a contingency."

Bo Yuxing said coldly: "It's impossible for me to catch the doll."

There is no way you would choose this!

I didn’t know how to choose anyway, so I didn’t take away these beautiful toys.

"So what do you think you'll catch?"

Bo Yuxing touched his chin and carefully thought about his thoughts when he was one year old.

Bo Zhiyan said calmly: "Yu Xing is my son. Naturally, he will inherit his father's legacy. He will definitely know how to make plans."

Chi Sheng shook his head: "I think Little Xingxing can catch the rocket model. My baby has been staring at that model for a long time."

Sons inherit their father's business and sons inherit their mother's business, and the pressure is instantly put on the big version of Bo Yuxing and the small version of Xiaoxing.

Bo Yuxing never participated in this link when he was a child, and his future parents never talked about it.

He looked at himself, who had been trained by his own hands for more than a year, and thought that this little carrot head was not much different.

He smiled slightly: "I think Little Star can grasp an abacus and a rocket model at the same time."

"Haha." Bo Zhichen gave a thumbs up: "Baby, you really hold a good bowl of water."

After he finished speaking, he muttered slowly: "The spoilers for Yuxing Baby have already been revealed, do we still need to proceed?"

Cheng Suyi glared at him: "Fuck you, what do you know? This is a sense of ritual, it must be there!"

As he said that, he picked up the babbling little Xingxing, who was waving his little hands, and placed him in the center of the table.

A circle of props surrounded the child. He stared at the things around him curiously with his big black eyes.

Across the screen, Bo Yuxing secretly cheered for Little Xingxing. Even if he didn't choose two things, he would at least choose the rocket model!

Only by choosing this can you make your mother smile!

Cheng Suyi and Bo Yanyao also had their own thoughts. They each pointed at the things they liked and wildly hinted at Little Star's choice.

Cheng Suyi hopes that her grandson will choose the golden key, manage all the Bo family's property, and become a happy and wealthy third generation.

Bo Yanyao hoped that his grandson would choose that small jade seal and take charge of power in the future and rise to great heights.

Amid everyone's expectations, Little Xingxing seemed to have seen something interesting, and crawled over with drooling eyes.

Bo Zhiyan was overjoyed: "He wants to catch the abacus?"

"Grandson, choose the jade seal!"

As a result, the father and son were overjoyed. Little Xingxing's fleshy little hands grabbed the...hammer between the abacus and the jade seal, and giggled.

He was playing with the small hammer with great interest.

Bo Zhichen was stunned, "Our baby wants to be a judge and a lawyer! We don't have the lawyer gene, right?"
Chapter completed!