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Lu Bozhou responded to Xiao Shitou with a faint "Mm".

Lu Chaochi cheered again and rushed to the tent.

The child's thoughts were innocent and simple: the tent was big enough, and the top of the tent was transparent, so they could see the stars.

It must be very beautiful. I want to watch it with my dad and Mianmian.

At that moment, Lu Bozhou turned to look at Jiang Mian and continued his previous conversation.

"Just don't be afraid."

Jiang Mian bit her lip and quickened her pace to go under the canopy to prepare the ingredients.

She had originally prepared herself to take care of everything herself.

Regardless, I'm a nanny, so by definition, I'm supposed to do the work.

But to my surprise, Lu Bozhou did not stand idly by.

I took the initiative to do a lot of things.

Standing beside the grill, his brow furrowed slightly, his gaze focused intently. One hand was in his pocket, while the other held a blowtorch to ignite the charcoal in the grill.

Her posture inexplicably exuded a captivating charm.

When preparing to take the kids fishing and assembling the fishing rod, he displayed a completely different temperament from his usual cold and indifferent demeanor as he stood by the water casting the line.

Jiang Mian grilled meat skewers while glancing out of the corner of her eye at the man fishing with his child by the water.

Although I had never imagined what it would be like for the three of us to be together.

But now, watching him patiently spend time with the child...

Jiang Mian sighed silently to herself.

That is to say, one is already dead.

Otherwise, she might still feel attached to him or even be infatuated with him because of how he and his child are.

"Mianmian! I caught one!" The crisp sound of the little stone echoed, its tone full of joy.

"Dad caught a fish!"

That fish looked to weigh at least three to five pounds.

With this one, there's no need to bake two or three more.

Jiang Mian quickly grilled the fish and prepared all the food, setting it out on the table.

She gently bit her lip. Among the food on the table were the dishes that Lu Bozhou had previously requested.

Kimchi, cheese, and pork belly seaweed rice rolls.

Lemon tiramisu, clams and cabbage in foil, grilled saury, and braised chicken with scallions.

"These are the foods requested by President Lu. I am new to cooking and may not have done a good job. Please forgive me."

Lu Bozhou looked at the dishes in the lunchbox with a deep gaze.

Jiang Mian tried to glean some clues from his expression and eyes, but she couldn't read anything.

She couldn't understand a word written in those deep eyes.

Anyway, she had done her best; she had messed up some of the steps when she made these foods.

The taste will probably be different from what I made before. Besides, when people make food, the taste may vary from time to time.

Some parts may be exactly the same, and some parts may be recognizable because of this.

So Jiang Mian relaxed a little.

However, when she saw that Lu Bozhou seemed to have a good appetite for the food...

Jiang Mian felt inexplicably nervous again.

Night falls.

In this wilderness, without streetlights, it was very dark.

So the campfire and the RV lights made this small area look like an isolated island.

As darkness fell, the Milky Way in the sky became magnificent and dazzling!

Lu Chaochi couldn't wait a moment longer!

Holding Lu Bozhou's hand and pulling Jiang Mian along, they ran towards the tent.

The little stone crawled inside and then pupaed to one side of the tent.

After the crickets scurried around a few times, they let Lu Bozhou in.

Then Little Stone happily called out to Jiang Mian, "Mianmian! Come here!"

Jiang Mian hesitated at the tent entrance, "I think I'll just stay inside, so you won't get crowded."

This is a polite refusal.

But the child couldn't understand and politely declined.

Little Stone assumed she was genuinely afraid of being squeezed, so he turned to Lu Bozhou and said, "Dad, move over a bit and give Mianmian more room."

"Oh," the man replied.

Even standing outside the tent, Jiang Mian could see the man's incredibly long legs casually tossing to the side.

Leave a space for her.

There's no escaping it.

She sighed softly and could only crawl into the tent.

I thought I would be very nervous.

But when you actually lie on your back and look at the magnificent and dazzling starry sky in the dome...

Jiang Mian felt that... under such brilliance, her troubles, including herself, seemed to become insignificant and trivial.

At this moment, it seems that many worries can be let go.

"Isn't it pretty?" Little Stone asked.

"Yes, it's really beautiful," Jiang Mian replied.

Lu Bozhou stood to the side, gazing at the brilliant Milky Way, his expression quite calm.

Lu Chaochi asked him, "Dad, don't you think it's beautiful? Watching the stars on a camping night like this is the most wonderful thing."

Lu Bozhou rested his head on one arm, his voice calm, "On a camping night like this, telling ghost stories is the best thing to do."

Jiang Mian: "..."

This man is unbelievable. There's absolutely no sense of atmosphere.

Who tells ghost stories to such a young child?

Jiang Mian is terrified of ghost stories.

She has been afraid since she was a child.

Even just hearing the words "ghost story" and thinking about the scary stories that might happen makes her feel a chill.

But Lu Chaochi didn't seem afraid at all.

Lying there, the sound that had been ringing all day because of my joy was still ringing out.

It sounds a bit low right now.

Jiang Mian asked him, "Isn't Little Stone afraid of ghost stories?"

Lu Chaochi gave a soft "Mmm," and said, "I'm not afraid."

He was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "If there really are ghosts, then I can see my mother, right?"

Lu Chaochi didn't notice that when he said those words, his father's deep eyes suddenly seemed to become even deeper than the night sky.

"Besides, if there really are ghosts, and those bad ghosts want to bully me, my mom will protect me, right?"

There was no fear in Lu Chaochi's voice, only a hint of regret.

Jiang Mian lay there, unable to speak for a long time.

She just felt that the beautiful starry sky she was looking at seemed to become somewhat blurry in front of her.

She bit her tongue hard, trying to hold back the tears that were about to spill.

Just then, she heard a man's voice beside her.

It sounded as indifferent as ever.

"Her?" The man seemed to chuckle softly.

But it's hard to tell whether it's a lighthearted mockery or ridicule.

He continued, "Forget it, she's terrified of ghosts herself, protecting you? It's already a favor that she doesn't ask you to protect her."

Jiang Mian: "..."

For some reason, hearing these words made me feel the tears that had been welling up inside me, and the emotions that I almost couldn't hold back.

Everything was perfectly contained in that short time.

"Thank you so much, man." Jiang Mian secretly bit her lip.

Lu Bozhou said calmly, "Don't even think about things like thunder, ghost stories, or horror movies."

"Don't have any expectations of your mother. She can't protect you at all; she's much weaker than you. If she were to become a ghost, she'd be scared to death by herself first."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mian inexplicably felt a lump in her throat and a touch of sadness.

At this moment, I wish I could turn into an angry pufferfish!

“Being afraid of ghosts doesn’t mean you’re not brave enough,” Jiang Mian whispered in defense.

Lu Bozhou glanced at her sideways and chuckled, "Let me tell you a story about a water ghost."

Jiang Mian's breath caught in her throat. "Qiqi is asking for votes and favorites! The virus is raging again recently, everyone please take precautions. Tonight's midnight snack inspiration: Hand-shredded chicken."