My baby is two and a half years old. Daddy, hurry up and make some milk!

As the sun set behind the mountains and the heat subsided, the lively afternoon of catching fish in the rice paddies officially came to an end.

The fathers gathered with their small fish buckets to review the events, creating an atmosphere that was both awkward and funny.

The stark contrast between the five families made the scene particularly striking.

Zhang Zihao and Zeng Mingxuan were so busy fighting and rolling around in the mud that they didn't have time to catch fish, leaving the bucket clean.

Four-year-old Tongtong played in the water in a relaxed manner, enjoying the process without ever demanding anything in return, and naturally ended up with nothing.

Several adults searched carefully for a long time, but in the end there were only a few small fish in the bucket, not enough for a meal on their own.

The only winners of the entire event were Lu Chenyue and three-year-old Le Bao.

The little girl's fish bucket was heavy, filled to the brim with live fish from the rice paddies, jumping and splashing with water. It was the most abundant and impressive result of the entire event.

The fathers looked at each other and then let out a wry smile.

These few small fish aren't enough to eat.

Everyone's eyes turned to Le Bao's full bucket of water.

"If everyone doesn't mind, let's eat together tonight. We can't possibly finish all this food, and besides, I can't cook."

Lu Chenyue knew all too well that having so many fish in his hands was a waste.

His daughter worked so hard to catch it, but it's not as good as if everyone did it together; at least there were two people who can cook.

"No problem, no problem at all. We'll benefit from Le Bao's generosity tonight."

"That's right, that's right, Le Bao is really amazing, even more amazing than us adults."

Looking at that tiny little thing who couldn't even be recognized as human, who would have thought that they would end up relying on her for their dinner?

"Yeah, I'm super awesome, I'm like a king."

The chubby boy held his head high when praised. Although you couldn't see his expression, you could feel his smugness.

Lu Chenyue patted Le Bao's head with a smile, feeling both proud and amused.

The plan was finalized, but everyone felt a chill run down their spines as they looked at the group of little mud-covered children in front of them.

After a crazy afternoon of playing, almost all the children were "blackened". Le Bao was covered in black mud from head to toe, her face, hair and skirt were all covered in mud, and her original delicate appearance was completely unrecognizable;

Zhang Zihao and Zeng Mingxuan rolled in the mud, their faces showing only white eyes and teeth;

Even the gentle and quiet Tongtong had mud stains on her cuffs and trouser legs.

Only Dong Jiaojiao, who stayed on the ridge throughout the entire process and loved cleanliness, remained spotless, becoming the only refreshing exception on the field.

The most important thing now is to take each family's little clay figurine home and wash it clean.

Zhang Zihao and Zeng Mingxuan are boys, and their two fathers simply used a tap to wash them outside, and then the whole internet saw the two little guys' bare bottoms.

Of course, the most difficult time for Lu Chenyue was the one who had to endure it the most.

He carried the round, muddy little boy Le Bao into the bathroom, rinsed him with warm water, and the mud slid off, instantly turning into a tub of murky water.

Even at this hour, the chubby boy was still restless and wanted to run outside.

"Stand still, Daddy will wash you clean."

Lu Chenyue grabbed the chubby girl and simply held her with one hand while using the other to rinse the mud off her body with a watering can.

Unable to break free, the little guy simply plopped down on the ground.

Lu Chenyue patiently helped her wash her arms and legs. Just as he finished washing one of her little hands clean, the little one smeared mud all over her wet hair.

The most troublesome areas were her fingernails and toes, where tiny bits of dirt were stuck tightly in the crevices.

Lu Chenyue could only bend down and patiently scrub the baby bit by bit, his noble and aloof image completely collapsed, and he was covered in water droplets and looked disheveled. Yet he still had to gently coax the restless little dumpling, feeling helpless and doting.

The situation on the other side was even more out of control.

Zhang Zihao and Zeng Mingxuan, two energetic little boys, turned bath time into a water fight.

The two fathers wanted to quickly wash them clean, but the two kids were chasing each other around the yard with their bare bottoms exposed, splashing water on each other and making a fuss, their screams and laughter piercing through the walls.

The fathers were sweating profusely as they chased after the kids, holding one down while another ran away. Just as they finished applying the shower gel, the kids would turn around and smear it all over them. The whole bathing process was a chaotic mess of pulling and tugging.

The stark contrast in style among the various shows created a memorable scene in the variety show genre.

Tongtong's family lives a peaceful life. The four-year-old little dumpling is well-behaved and obedient, sitting quietly in the wooden tub, cooperating with the director sister to wipe and rinse, without making a fuss, making the whole process worry-free.

In contrast, Dong Jiaojiao's family won effortlessly. The little girl was already clean, so she simply wiped her face and washed her hands, changed her clothes, and was all done. She then sat elegantly to the side, waiting for everyone.

After a nearly half-hour extreme baby-washing battle, the adorable babies, all refreshed and ready, gathered in Le Bao's courtyard.

Just moments ago, a bunch of tiny muddy lumps with indistinguishable features had all transformed back into fair-skinned, soft, and adorable children. Only the fathers looked disheveled and exhausted, covered in water stains, as if they had just fought a tough battle.

With everything ready, the much-anticipated cooking segment for dads officially began, successfully unlocking the biggest hilarious mishap of the entire event.

Of the five fathers, only two can cook, and of the one who can, one is only a mediocre cook.

Dong Wei, being the only one who actually knew how to cook, kept the pace of the entire event in control, while the others who didn't were assigned to odd jobs.

Zhang Zihao's father and Zeng Mingxuan's father, who were handling the live fish, were at a loss when faced with the lively rice paddy fish. Their hands trembled so much that they dared not cut them. After fiddling with them for a long time, the fish were still jumping around wildly in the basin.

In the end, Lu Chenyue decisively caught all the fish and let them clean them.

The father washed the vegetables perfunctorily, rinsing them briefly before plating them, leaving the vegetable leaves with fine sand and dirt still attached.

The father's chopping of vegetables was completely haphazard; the potato chunks were cut to absurd sizes and uneven thicknesses, and the greens were shredded haphazardly, making the vegetables look utterly unappetizing.

In the end, Dong Wei simply kicked them out and started working on the work again himself.

This group of people is just making things worse.

In the courtyard, five children were playing games.

Little Fatty Le Bao became the king, and Jiao Jiao started to make a fuss about lifting him up.

As the only two boys, Zhang Zihao and Zeng Cheng volunteered to take on the role of knights.

But when they bent down and each grabbed one of Le Bao's feet, trying to lift her up, they found that they couldn't lift her at all.

Le Bao wrapped one arm around the neck of one of the knights, happily waiting for the two knights to lift him up high.

The two knights blushed, exchanged a glance, and then gritted their teeth and strained.

"Bang."

Before I could pick them up, the three little ones fell down in a heap.

Unfortunately, Le Bao lost her balance and landed squarely on Zeng Mingxuan's face.

Zeng Mingxuan felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him, and his face was flattened.

"Waaaaah, waaaaah!"

His sobs came before his tears.

Several fathers quickly came over and helped the child up.

"Alright, stop crying. You guys wanted to have fun, so be more generous."

Zeng Cheng watched his son cry with amusement, thinking he was both incompetent and playful.

"Waaaaah, Le Bao sat on my face with her butt, I'm not clean anymore!"

"I'm going to take a bath now, I'm all clean."

The chubby boy who was called out was not convinced.

She blushed and retorted.

She's not dirty at all; her dad washed her clean.

The adults present were both annoyed and amused by what they heard.