One Birth Seven Treasures: Invincible Daddy is Super Fierce

In the next two days on the weekend.

While taking care of the children at home, Lin Ming cultivates the children's interest while helping them to exercise the muscles of the whole body and perform muscle stretching activities.

At the same time, he taught Wang Jiayi to learn musical instruments.

On the second day, Wang Chuan ran over carrying the camera.

"Lin Shao, the photo has been taken."

After being busy for nearly an hour, Wang Chuan accepted the equipment.

"Well, it's hard work. I'll send you the photos of the seven little babies in the past few months. When the time comes, the children will be marked, and you can help me add them to the album."

"Remember, the album once a month, when it's ready, send it to me."

Lin Ming looked at Wang Chuan and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, Lin Shao, I promise to finish it comfortably and satisfy you." Wang Chuan patted his chest and assured.

"Okay, thank you."

Lin Ming nodded and smiled, and then sent an invitation to the man: "At the end of the month, I'm getting married, and then I have to ask you to help me with photography."

"Don't worry, Lin Shao, I have no problem."

Wang Chuan smiled and said jokingly: "When Lin Shao gets married, no matter what I say, I have to give a gift. Although I can't compare with your friends, Lin Shao, I am willing to send my sincere blessings."

"Haha...Thank you, thank you!"

Lin Ming laughed loudly when he heard the words, and said, "The courtesy is light and affectionate, it doesn't matter how much money you have, as long as you do your best and get your blessings."

Wang Chuan followed with a smile and nodded slightly: "Then Shao 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 very good mood and kept humming a little song in his mouth.

He had seen what kind of chaotic devil Lin Ming was in the past, but now, Lin Ming doesn't have the slightest domineering aura he used to have, on the contrary, it gives him an approachable feeling.

The 'gentle' attitude towards him also lets him know what it feels like to be flattered.

"Husband, hurry back to the house, it's about to start."

At this moment, a woman's cry came from inside the house, and the voice was pleasant, like a gurgling stream flowing through people's hearts.

It was Bei Xinyao.

Lin Ming turned around and smiled and said, "Come on."

Today, one big thing needs to be done, and that is cutting the hair of the seven little guys.

The nutritious meals of the seven little guys may be too good, and they are meticulously taken care of, and the appearance of the body changes is the same every day.

From the first ten pounds or so, now each little guy weighs nearly 20 pounds.

The seven little guys have already started to move towards the chubby body goal.

Of course, because of this, children's nails and hair grow extremely fast.

From birth to the present, or in other words, since Lin Ming saw the seven little guys until now, the little guys' hair has not been repaired once.

Especially the five female dolls, the hair grows faster.

Some are almost swept to the eyebrows.

Walking into the house, the seven little guys were each being held by adults, and a set of baby haircut tools was already placed beside them.

Now, just wait for Lin Ming's father to get started.

Originally, everyone negotiated yesterday to let a professional infant hairdresser operate it, but Lin Ming refused.

In Lin Ming's words: These are the warm moments of their parents and children, which cannot be shared with outsiders.

For Lin Ming's "selfishness", everyone was quite helpless, but they had to agree.

The child's hair is not too long now, and it only needs a little simple trimming.

"come quickly."

Bei Xinyao held Wubao, looked at Lin Ming who walked in, waved and shouted.

Lin Ming smiled, walked over, looked at the crowd, and asked, "Who will we cut?"

"Come on, when I used to dance square dance, I watched an old man get a haircut every day for several years. I'm sure I can."

Wang Xinlian volunteered, stepped forward and said.

Everyone: "..."

Watch the old man get a haircut?

Are you sure that wasn't the fader pushing all the way across?

"Mom, why do I suddenly think 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 it. In the past, I cut your dad's hair, don't worry." Wang Xinlian looked at her daughter and smiled lightly.

Bei Liguo: "..."

Hearing his old wife's words, his face twitched.

What is it that you cut it all?

I'll let you cut it once, okay, and it's an unforgettable time for him.

Bei Lieguo clearly remembered that day, the storm was full of thunder and lightning, and in a dark night, Wang Xinlian held a pair of scissors in her left hand and a fader in her right hand.

Abruptly, his round inch was modified into an excavator to clear the terrain.

Since then, Bei Lieguo has not asked Wang Xinlian to help him cut his head again.

"Wife, since my mother said yes, let my mother try it." Lin Ming trusts his mother-in-law more, after all, judging from his understanding and knowledge of his mother-in-law.

Wang Xinlian is a relatively stable person who takes into account the overall situation.

This grandmother was eager and wanted to give her seven grandchildren a haircut, and he naturally would not refuse.

Seeing Lin Ming speak, Bei Xinyao let go, but then reminded her mother: "Mom, then you have to be careful, the children are still very young."

"You girl, you just don't believe in your mother's craftsmanship."

Hearing this, Wang Xinlian couldn't help but smile, and without talking nonsense, she directly picked up the barber tool on the side.

One hand scissors, one hand faders.

He raised his hands slightly, in a gesture of preparation for a big fight.

Seeing this familiar scene that he will never forget in his life, Bei Liguo was shocked and shouted: "Old lady, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Cut the child's hair? Why are you so loud when you're okay? Aren't you afraid of scaring the child?"

Wang Xinlian glanced at her man angrily, then turned her head, ready to start with the five treasures in Bei Xinyao's arms.

"Huh? Yaoyao, what are you doing standing so far away with your baby in your arms?"

Bei Xinyao hugged Wubao, looked at her mother with lingering fears, and shook her head again and again, "Mom, I think, you better not cut it. I'm a little worried about your appearance."

Wang Xinlian: "..."

"Why don't you believe me? If you don't believe me, then I'll let your dad try it first. You can see how I cut it, and then decide whether you want me to cut it or not. Is it the head office?"

Bei Liguo was already silently retreating at the moment, and after a few breaths, he ran directly to the second floor.

"Huh...huh..."

Bei Liguo was breathing heavily, his face horrified, and he patted his chest and whispered, "It's too dangerous, it's too scary."