The program was recorded in a small water town in the south, with streams and lakes dotted around it, and large pink and white lotus flowers on the water. The natural scenery is very beautiful.

Because of the agreement she made with her mother, Cen Xiaoxing was very obedient and never had any trouble. However, her eyes were bright and full of energy. Compared with Cen Xiaofeng, who was lying limply in his father's arms because of motion sickness, he was much more energetic.

After getting off the bus, five pairs of guests gathered at the trestle. To enter the village, you need to take a small boat.

The five dads are all acquaintances in the industry. Cen Feng is the youngest but has the biggest celebrity status in this season. They all greeted each other and introduced their children to each other.

Everyone originally thought that it would be difficult for Cen Feng to raise two children. After all, it is already difficult for them to raise only one. But it turned out that this pair of twins, who have attracted much attention, are very well-behaved, neither crying nor fussing.

Cen Xiaofeng's face was a little pale because of motion sickness. He didn't like to talk at first, but now he is even more silent. Cen Feng held him in one hand and carried his luggage in the other. Cen Xiaoxing took the initiative to help his brother carry his small schoolbag, carrying his own in the front and his brother in the back.

Yes, you can still have your hands free to help dad push the suitcase.

The children were all very shy when they first met, hiding behind their father and peeking around. Only Cen Xiaoxing, a familiar child, enthusiastically took out the chocolates in his pocket and distributed them to the children. While eating, he vaguely reminded everyone: "Eat quickly.

If you don't eat it for a while, that uncle will confiscate it!"

As soon as he said this, the staff brought five baskets and asked everyone to hand over snacks and toys.

The children immediately burst into tears.

Cen Feng hugged his son and couldn't move his hands away, and told Cen Xiaoxing: "Find your and your brother's snacks and toys and put them in the basket."

Cen Xiaoxing obediently opened two small schoolbags, squatted on the ground and rummaged around, secretly stuffing snacks into her mouth while searching. She had her share of snacks every day, and it took Cen Feng a while to realize that her cheeks were stuffed.

It was swollen, like a little hamster stealing food, and he called her softly: "Cen Xiaoxing, you are not allowed to steal food."

The child spoke righteously: "I didn't steal it, I just ate tomorrow's together now!" She shook the robot in her hand, "Brother, I handed over your favorite robot. We have to abide by the rules.

"

Cen Xiaofeng snorted and didn't say anything or make any fuss. He just buried his little head in the crook of his father's neck and never raised his head again.

You won’t be sad if you don’t see it!

After packing their luggage, the guests got on the boats entering the village.

The boatman sang a local water tune while rowing the boat. The children who were crying just now were sitting on the boat and their attention was attracted by the wild ducks and lotus flowers on the water, and they burst into laughter for a while.

It was the first time Cen Xiaoxing took a ride on this kind of boat. She was so excited that she lay down beside the boat, played in the water, and wanted to pick lotus flowers, but Cen Xiaofeng stopped her.

He lectured his sister in a sweet voice: "The lotus will hurt! It should bloom on the water to be valuable for viewing!"

Cen Xiaoxing pouted and retracted his dishonest hand, but still muttered in a low voice: "Then there are not always flowers in the vase at home. Flowers blooming in the vase also have ornamental value."

Cen Xiaofeng glanced at her with disgust: "The flowers in the vase are cultivated and cultivated by flower farmers. The lotus here is wild, and their fate is different."

Cen Xiaoxing blinked and looked at his brother seriously: "What is fate?"

Cen Xiaofeng had a cold look on his face: "You should read more books."

Cen Xiaoxing: "?"

She curled her little lips and looked like she was about to cry again. Cen Xiaofeng was most afraid of her sister crying. Every time she cried, it was not him who would comfort her, so he quickly said: "You promised mom not to cry!"

Cen Xiaoxing pursed her lips for a moment, looking very pitiful as she wanted to cry but dared not cry. She felt aggrieved and stretched out her hand to Cen Feng: "Dad, hug me."

So when getting off the boat, Cen Feng held a child in one hand, and the two children lay on one shoulder. The other fathers looked at him with admiration.

"Good arm strength!"

"Dancing gives you good physical strength."

"Cen Feng, please go first. I'll help you carry your luggage."

After getting off the boat, the group walked along the path to the small dam at the entrance of the village. The cameras had been set up around them. When the guests arrived, the first round of the game began: choosing a house.

I originally thought that the game would determine the winner or loser, but I didn’t expect that the test would be about character.

The director took out five pictures, and the pictures showed five different flowers. They were plum blossoms, peach blossoms, lotus flowers, rose flowers, and sweet-scented osmanthus.

He smiled and said: "Children, these five kinds of flowers represent five different houses. Whichever flower you choose, you will live in the corresponding house."

Because Cen Xiaoxing performed very well all the way, the director smiled and asked her: "Cen Xiaoxing, which flower do you like?"

Because her mother’s favorite wintersweet trees were planted on the roof of her grandparents’ house and in her own garden, Cen Xiaoxing immediately said: “I like plum blossoms!”

The director handed over the picture of plum blossoms: "Do you want this?"

Cen Xiaoxing tried to run over to get it, but was grabbed by Cen Xiaofeng next to him.

Everyone knows about Cen Feng, the son and daughter. The son is introverted and the daughter is outgoing. The child has not spoken to outsiders since getting off the car. Now that he suddenly made a move, everyone's eyes were focused on them.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

The director smiled and asked: "Don't Cen Xiaofeng like plum blossoms?"

Although Cen Xiaofeng was aloof, he was still very polite and replied: "I like it, mom likes it best."

Cen Xiaoxing looked anxious: "I'll get it, let's choose this one!"

Cen Xiaofeng shook his head, looked at the director, and asked in a sweet voice: "Does each type of flower correspond to a different house?"

The director nodded: "Yes."

Cen Xiaofeng asked again: "Is the house good or bad?"

The director smiled and nodded again: "Yes, so Xiaofeng should choose carefully."

Cen Xiaofeng looked at the five pictures in his hand and thought for a moment, then said slowly: "I choose peach blossom."

Cen Xiaoxing jumped up immediately: "I don't want peach blossoms! I want plum blossoms! Dad, let's choose plum blossoms!"

Cen Feng touched her little head: "You discuss it among yourselves and tell your own reasons. Whoever can convince the other party will listen."

Cen Xiaoxing pursed her lips and looked at her brother unhappily: "Mom loves plum blossoms the most! During the Chinese New Year, the vases in your room are filled with wintersweet from the garden. Have you forgotten?"

Cen Xiaofeng was unmoved, with a cold face and a milky voice yet serious: "I like plum blossoms, but we can't choose plum blossoms. Each flower determines the quality of the house, and plum blossoms have a high probability of being a bad house.

"

Before Cen Xiaoxing could figure out what probability was, she heard her younger brother continue: "The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. The bitter cold has a bad meaning. Although this is not necessarily the case, it is safer to choose other flowers."

Cen Xiaoxing looked at his brother blankly, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Cen Xiaofeng: "I told you that you should read more books."

Cen Xiaoxing: "..."

The program team has recorded many seasons of Where Are We Going, Dad, but this is the first time they have met a child as smart as Cen Xiaofeng. The little trick they set up was actually revealed by a child.

The director couldn't help but said to Cen Feng: "Your child has a very high IQ."

Cen Feng smiled: "Follow his mother."

director:"……"

It was as if I had taken another bite of dog food without realizing it.

Although Cen Xiaoxing didn't understand what his brother was saying, he still compromised in the end and gave up the plum blossoms and chose the peach blossoms. The other groups of guests felt that what Cen Xiaofeng said was reasonable, but they couldn't help but there was a child who wanted to choose plum blossoms just like Cen Xiaoxing. His father was helpless

He smiled and said, "It seems I'm going to experience the bitter cold."

Finally, everyone took the pictures to find their own houses.

Meihua's house is indeed a dilapidated old house. Even the roof needs to be repaired, otherwise it will leak when it rains.

The best house is the one with lotus flowers. The peach blossom house of Cen Feng's family is also good. There is a big peach tree in front of the door. The peach blossoms have faded at this time of year, but there are small green peaches among the branches and leaves.

When Cen Feng wasn't paying attention, Cen Xiaoxing climbed up the tree secretly and picked one. She almost broke her teeth when she bit into it.

Cen Xiaofeng finally recovered from the motion sickness. He sat on the threshold with his chin propped up and watched his sister climbing up and down like a monkey. He said in a stern tone like an elder brother: "Cen Xiaoxing, don't fall!"

Cen Xiaoxing sat on a branch and swayed her calves, smiling and asking: "Brother, do you care about me?"

Cen Xiaofeng tilted his head proudly: "Who cares about you! Your parents will be sad if you fall. I care about my parents."

Cen Xiaoxing made a face at him.

Nearing noon, the sun gradually climbed up into the sky, and the sunlight shone down from the branches and leaves. Half of it fell on Cen Xiaoxing on the tree, and half fell on Cen Xiaofeng under the tree.

The breeze blows, and the fragrance of lotus flowers is in the air.

Cen Xiaoxing sat on a branch and looked around. She forgot that her brother was dissing her just now. She lowered her head and said to him happily: "It's so beautiful here. Next time we will bring mom to play with us."

Cen Xiaofeng put his small fist on his chin and hummed coldly.

Cen Xiaoxing stared at him, rolling her eyes like a little fox with bad ideas, pursed her lips and secretly smiled, and then suddenly shouted: "Cen Xiaofeng! I heard the branch rustling! It seems to be broken!"

Cen Xiaofeng stood up suddenly, his always cold face full of nervousness: "Come down quickly!"

Cen Xiaoxing screamed: "I don't dare! I don't dare to move!"

Cen Xiaofeng ran towards her and asked the camera teacher next to her for help: "Uncle! Go and help my sister! Get her down quickly!"

The peach tree is actually very low, and the branches are naturally low. The branch Cen Xiaoxing is sitting on is only a little over one meter, otherwise the staff would not let her climb up. Now that she heard what she said, they all walked over quickly.

Cen Xiaofeng had already run under the tree and opened his hands as if to catch his sister. Cen Xiaoxing's little plan succeeded. With a smile in his eyes, he asked him proudly: "Brother, didn't you say you don't care about me?"

Cen Xiaofeng looked nervous for a moment, and immediately realized that he had been tricked. He glared at her angrily, turned around and left.

Cen Xiaoxing exclaimed, and quickly jumped down from the tree to chase after her. However, she jumped too fast, sprained her feet, and sat down on the ground.

When Cen Xiaofeng heard his sister ouch, he stopped and turned around. He saw her falling to the ground and grinning. He looked at her silently for a few times before asking: "Have you ever heard of the story of the boy who cried wolf?"
To be continued...