To unravel the intricate relationships among the older generation, one must take a merry-go-round ride. At the moment, without a carousel to ride, there’s no way to untangle the complex ties, and Lele couldn’t sit either.
After Ningning finished talking about how Dad could become a grandfather, he became confused about the generational hierarchy with other adults.
Just as the little child was still contemplating what Lele should call his uncle, everyone in the group was repeatedly listening to the little child’s voice message.
Huo Lin had already listened to it five times.
The little child’s pronunciation was accurate, and there was no situation of misspeaking.
In the group, everyone saw and heard the little child’s voice message, indicating there were no issues with visual or auditory impairment.
The entire group responded with a symbol: “?”
What did this mean?
Their child went to the winter camp. And now he’s a father? Was this going to be a performance of a single father at eighteen months old?
The suddenness of the little child becoming a father caught everyone, and for a moment, they couldn’t react.
The first voice message in the group was from Raphael: “[Voice 60s].”
As soon as this long voice message came out, the little child quickly opened it, and others also wanted to know what Raphael, the aunt, had to say.
So, when everyone opened the voice message, what they heard was a long string of laughter: “Hahaha, chubby kid, you cracked me up. Haha, I can’t handle it. I woke up your uncle with my laughter.”
Raphael’s laughter annoyed the little child a bit.
While continuing to pat Lele’s back, the little child continued to speak in the group, “Aunt, stop laughing. I’m talking about a big thing!”
Raphael kept laughing.
In the end, the little child got annoyed, “If you keep laughing, I’ll go find my uncle!”
Annoyed, An Nuo finally spoke up, and Raphael’s laughter finally subsided a bit.
At this moment, Zhan Xi also sent a message: “Ningning, where did you get this child?”
“Met him at the winter camp. His name is Lele, a year and five months old, a baby from B1 planet.”
The little child told the older generation everything he knew: “Lele is so pitiful. He cried many, many times, and I comforted him to sleep.”
“Wagner comforted him too!”
Next to him, Wagner, not to be outdone, leaned over and added a comment when the little child sent a voice message.
In the group, when the elders heard the ins and outs, each of them was at a loss for words.
Zhan Xi also had a face full of black lines: “Even if Lele doesn’t have a biological dad, you can’t just become someone’s dad.”
A year and a half old “milk dad” could make headlines on the star network.
The little child didn’t listen to his dad and insisted on becoming Lele’s dad.
Seeing that no one in the group encouraged him, the little child felt a bit wronged and called his older brother.
“Brother.”
The little child’s voice was pitiful, and in the past, Huo Lin would have comforted him directly.
But this time, Huo Lin didn’t rush to comfort. He said softly, “Ningning, being a dad is quite tough. Do you really want to be Lele’s dad?”
“Yes!”
The little child had a strong sense of justice and empathy. He looked at Lele and put himself in the other’s situation. If he didn’t have a dad, and his mom had to date a stranger and find a stepdad for him, and the stepdad wasn’t good, he would definitely be very sad.
Maybe even sadder than Lele.
After empathizing with him, the little child patted the baby in his arms and decided he would be his dad.
Huo Lin saw his determination and felt a stifling sensation in his chest, almost unable to breathe.
“Fine.”
Huo Lin closed his eyes, pressed his temple. “Let’s talk about it when you come back from winter camp.”
A radish-headed little child wanted to be the dad of another radish-headed little child. Even if the other radish-headed little child’s biological dad had passed away, knowing this news might still shock him.
“Brother, don’t you support Ningning?”
The little child’s pitiful voice made Huo Lin lose his bottom line again. “I support.”
After announcing the big news and getting his brother’s support, the little child happily left a last voice message in the group.
“I’m going to comfort Lele now. Won’t tell you more.”
After sending the voice message, the little child put the Star Device back under the pillow. When he lowered his head, he found that Lele, although not crying, was not asleep either.
“Ningning, do you want to be Lele’s dad?”
“Yes!”
The little child looked at Lele in his arms and felt that he should show some qualities of being a dad. After thinking about it for a while, he gritted his teeth and took off the small gold lock he hadn’t put on yet.
“Lele, this is for you.”
The little child hung a small golden lock around Lele’s neck. When he hung it, he lovingly touched it several times with his chubby hands, saying, “This is made of gold, very precious. My aunt gave it to me.”
Getting a small golden lock from his uncle’s hand, it wasn’t easy for the child to do that.
Lele could see that he was reluctant to part with the golden lock, so he spoke sensibly, “Lele doesn’t want it. Give it to Dad.”
The little child shook his head solemnly.
He was a father now, not a child, so he needed to be a bit more mature and not take back the small golden lock once given away.
“It’s for you. It can bless you.”
The little child said and patted Lele’s back, “You sleep. We’ll play together when you wake up.”
“Um, I wonder if there’s a carousel here.”
There were many adults in his family, and Lele estimated that he would have to ride the carousel many times to get a clear ride.
Wagner dozed off on the side, seeing the little child coaxing Lele to sleep. He rubbed his eyes and asked the little child, “Ningning, you’re Lele’s dad. What does that make me?”
Lele didn’t lack a dad now.
The little child looked at Wagner with an innovative idea in mind. With a serious expression, he said, “You can be the godfather!”
Wagner: “...”
Wagner’s handsome little face was puzzled for a moment, then he nodded. “Okay.”
A godfather was also a father, and Wagner wanted to be a godfather!
Wagner didn’t have many good friends. His previous personality was a bit off, which resulted in not having many friends.
And not having many friends, Wagner also didn’t know how to be a good friend. Ningning was his best friend now.
In Wagner’s heart, he actually admired Ningning a bit. He thought Ningning could make many friends, talk to anyone without hesitation, chat with strangers, handle relationships with relatives, and be loved by so many adults.
Wagner had been secretly observing Ningning. Whatever Ningning did, he tried to imitate.
Thinking of the little child’s earlier communication with his family, Wagner, with a serious little face, also imitated Ningning and sent a voice message to Marshal Twain, who was currently in a federal meeting, “Dad, congratulations, you’re going to be a grandpa!”
***
During the meeting, Twain, the marshal, was too lazy to get up but didn’t want to miss any news from his son. He thought it was just a simple greeting voice message, so he casually opened it.
The microphone in front of him wasn’t turned off, and a childish yet serious little voice suddenly echoed.
“Dad, congratulations, you’re going to be a grandpa!”
