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At the sa ti, the daddy farrs in the fields also officially started their own farming ti.

The fields were also very lively at this ti, with farrs carrying hoes everywhere, and aerial drones capturing all the hard-working villagers in the fields and acres of good fields into the picture, which was a picture of peaceful tis.

The four plots of land rented by the program team were relatively close to the edge. Before the daddies arrived, the equipnt was all set up. Although the farrs were very curious about what these people were filming, they did not stay too long. After all, curiosity cannot fill the stomach.

The five daddies had also changed early into the farming clothes that the babies had won for them at noon, including straw hats, gloves, rain boots, etc. After the program team announced today’s task, they went into the fields one by one.

However, they soon discovered the limitations of this set of equipnt. Although the protection level was high, it was clumsy. If they were not careful, they would fall.

After discussing, they took off the redundant gloves and protective clothing. Since they were all wearing old clothes borrowed from the villagers' hos by the program team, they did not have to worry about getting dirty.

At first, there were still many netizens who were curious about what kind of scenery these handso n would look like when farming, but after watching for a while, they were greatly disappointed.

Compared with ordinary farrs, there was not much difference. They just had longer legs and moved slower. They had to stop and rest from ti to ti, which was not as interesting as watching the cute babies.

So very quickly, the number of people in the daddies' live studio decreased a lot. In the end, basically only audiences who had double or multiple accounts left to report the situation of the children in real ti.

Ti passed slowly, and soon so daddies took an intermission.

"I can't do it anymore, I have to rest for a while," Geng Ming said as he took off his straw hat and fanned himself while walking to the shade not far away.

After all, his age was an issue. Bending over for a long ti was really tiring. Mao Zhu’s situation was similar to his. The two oldest daddies went together.

After the two daddies drank a few sips of tea and regained their strength, they looked towards Fan Hongru, Lin Yan and Ji Mochen who were still working hard in the fields.

They had to admit that the three were quite capable in the fields, but the most eye-catching was Ji Mochen. Not only was his speed not slow, he seed to be able to make every seedling evenly spaced, perfectly interpreting the term "obsessive compulsive disorder".

At that mont, the barrage in the live studio also stopped for a mont.

The old clothes Ji Mochen wore were a bit small. After being soaked in sweat, they stuck to his body, vaguely revealing the muscles on his arms, waist and abdon.

The photographer was obviously very empathetic towards the audience. He deliberately let the aerial cara drone hover for a few seconds, capturing the tall figures and incredibly long legs of the three daddies to great effect.

Especially Ji Mochen, as a king of song and dance with both talents, he had a built-in popular elent buff. Even the pair of brown cent rain boots he wore gave off the illusion of fashionable long boots.

Coupled with the surging hormones when he stood up just now that almost overflowed the screen, he was so handso that the barrage in the entire live studio turned into screaming chickens.

[Yes, that’s right! Ji Mochen, keep working it like this!]

[That’s right, this is the right way for the king to turn it on!]

[Ahhh, another day of envy for Ling Chujin!]

[As long as you don’t cheat and commit cris, I can support you until the earth grows old!]

"After all, they are young people, not like us, we are old..." Mao Zhu and Geng Ming kept sighing.

Of course, this statent was too exaggerated. The biggest age difference among the five daddies was only five years.

Although Geng Ming was the oldest, he was known as the immortal handso man. The musician Mao Zhu had a natural gentleman style. Fan Hongru’s main appeal was being steady and reliable. None of them looked to be in their forties at all.

As an outsider to the industry, Lin Yan’s maintenance was naturally not as good as theirs. Plus he had been a full-ti stay-at-ho dad all this ti, so he looked slightly more mature.

Only Ji Mochen was not only the youngest of all the daddies, but looked young as well. Not to ntion not being able to tell he was the sa age as Lin Yan, so would believe it if told he had just graduated from college.

"Since it’s already been said like this, I won’t pretend anymore. My old waist has actually started protesting long ago. If I wasn’t afraid my little overlord at ho would not have enough to eat, I would have started resting long ago,” Fan Hongru said with a laugh.

“Speaking of being young, I’m afraid only Mochen qualifies in our group. Just look at him, how can you tell his daughter is already four years old? His efficiency is also the highest among us," Lin Yan joked along.

Ji Mochen smiled. After drinking half a bottle of water, he took off his straw hat and used it as a fan,

"Don’t make fun of . Isn’t it because I want to hurry up and complete the task to go back and see my daughter? You said such a small child, the program team still said they want her to do tasks. What can she do?”

Barrage:

[What can she do? So many things!]

[I can only say, Ji Mochen, you have no idea about your daughter’s true capabilities!]

[Ruo Ruo: Bet you didn’t expect this? I’ve already obtained the first spoils of war!]

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