While taking care of his children at home, Lin Ming cultivates their interests and helps them exercise their muscles throughout the body and perform muscle stretching activities.
At the same time, he also taught Wang Jiayi to learn musical instruments.
On the second day, Wang Chuan ran over with a camera in his hand.
"Master Lin, the photo has been taken."
After working for nearly an hour, Wang Chuan finally accepted the equipment.
"Well, thank you for your hard work. I will send you the photos of the seven babies in the past few months later. When the time comes, the children will be marked. You can help me add them to the album."
"Remember, once a month the photo album will be ready and delivered to me."
Lin Ming looked at Wang Chuan and smiled.
"Don't worry, Mr. Lin, I promise to finish it comfortably and to your satisfaction." Wang Chuan assured, patting his chest.
"Okay, thank you very much."
Lin Ming nodded and smiled, and then extended an invitation to the man: "I'm going to get married at the end of the month, and then I'll have to ask you to help with photography."
"Don't worry, Mr. Lin, I have no problem."
Wang Chuan smiled and said jokingly: "When Mr. Lin gets married, I have to give him a gift no matter what. Although I can't compare with Mr. Lin's friends, I am willing to send my sincere blessings."
"Haha...thank you, thank you!"
Lin Ming laughed loudly when he heard this and said: "It doesn't matter whether you have more money or less, as long as you do your best and get your blessings."
Wang Chuan smiled and nodded slightly: "Then Mr. Lin, I will retreat first."
"Well, walk slowly."
Lin Ming smiled and sent Wang Chuan out.
In the car leaving, Wang Chuan was in a good mood and kept humming a ditty.
He had seen what kind of devil Lin Ming was in the past, but now, Lin Ming didn't have the slightest bit of domineering aura in him before. On the contrary, he had an approachable feeling.
The 'gentle' attitude towards him also made him know what it felt like to be flattered.
"Honey, hurry back to the house, it's about to start."
At this moment, a woman's voice came from inside the house. The voice was as sweet as a gurgling stream flowing through people's hearts.
It was Bei Xinyao.
Lin Ming turned around, smiled, and said, "Here he comes."
Today, there is a big thing that needs to be done, and that is to cut the hair of the seven little guys.
The nutritional diet of the seven little guys was probably too good, and they were taken care of meticulously. Their bodies were changing every day.
From weighing about ten kilograms at the beginning, each little guy now weighs almost 20 kilograms.
The seven little guys have already started to move towards the goal of becoming a chubby little boy.
Of course, because of this, children's nails and hair also grow very fast.
From birth to now, or in other words, from the time Lin Ming met the seven little ones until now, the little ones' hair has not been repaired once.
Especially for five baby girls, their hair grows faster.
Some of them are almost reaching their eyebrows.
Walking into the house, seven little ones were each held by adults, and a set of baby haircutting tools was already placed beside them.
Now, just wait for Lin Ming, the father, to take action.
Originally, everyone had discussed yesterday to let a professional baby hairdresser do the job, but Lin Ming refused.
In Lin Ming's words: These are the warm moments for them as parents and children, and they cannot be shared with outsiders.
Everyone was quite helpless towards Lin Ming's "selfishness", but they had to agree.
The child's hair is not too long now, it just needs a simple trimming.
"come quickly."
Bei Xinyao held Wubao in her arms, looked at Lin Ming who walked in, waved and shouted.
Lin Ming smiled, walked over, looked at everyone, and asked, "Who among us will do the cutting?"
"Let me do it. When I was doing square dancing, I watched an old man get his hair cut every day for several years. I can definitely do it."
Wang Xinlian volunteered, stepped forward and spoke.
Everyone: "..."
Watching an old man get a haircut?
Are you sure that's not the fader going all the way across?
"Mom, why do I suddenly feel that you are unreliable?"
At this time, Bei Xinyao looked at her mother with a strange look in her eyes.
"It's not like I haven't cut my hair before. I cut your dad's hair before, don't worry." Wang Xinlian looked at her daughter and smiled faintly.
Bei Lieguo: "..."
Listening to his old wife's words, his face twitched.
What do you mean it was all cut by you?
I'll let you cut it once, okay? Moreover, it will be a time he will never forget.
Bei Lieguo remembers very clearly that on that dark night, when there was wind, rain, thunder and lightning, Wang Xinlian held a pair of scissors in her left hand and a clipper in her right hand.
He forcibly modified his rounded head into the shape of an excavator plowing through the terrain.
From then on, Bei Lieguo never asked Wang Xinlian to help him get a haircut.
"Honey, since mom says it's okay, let me give it a try." Lin Ming actually trusted his mother-in-law. After all, judging from his understanding and understanding of his mother-in-law.
Wang Xinlian is a relatively stable person who takes the overall situation into consideration.
This grandmother was in an eager mood and wanted to give her seven grandchildren haircuts, so he naturally would not refuse.
Seeing Lin Ming speak, Bei Xinyao relaxed, but then reminded her mother: "Mom, you have to be careful, the children are still very young."
"You girl, you don't believe in your mother's craftsmanship."
When Wang Xinlian heard this, she couldn't help but smile, and without talking nonsense, she directly picked up the hairdressing tools placed beside her.
Scissors in one hand, clippers in the other.
He raised his hands slightly, assuming a posture ready for a big fight.
When Bei Lieguo saw this familiar scene that he would never forget, he was shocked and shouted: "Old woman, what are you going to do?"
"What are you doing? Giving the child a haircut? Why are you so loud when you have nothing to do? Aren't you afraid of scaring the child?"
Wang Xinlian rolled her eyes at her man angrily, then turned around, preparing to start with the five treasures in Bei Xinyao's arms.
"Eh? Yaoyao, why are you standing so far away holding your child?"
Bei Xinyao held Wubao in her arms and looked at her mother with lingering fear. She shook her head and backed away, "Mom, I think you should stop cutting it. I'm a little worried about you looking like this."
Wang Xinlian: "..."
"Why don't you believe me? If you don't believe me, then I'll let your dad try it out first. You guys can see how I do it, and then you can decide whether you want me to cut it or not. Is that okay?"
Bei Lieguo was retreating silently at this moment. In just a few breaths, he ran directly to the second floor.
"Huh...huh..."
Bei Lieguo was breathing heavily, with a horrified look on his face. He patted his chest and murmured: "It's too dangerous, too scary."