Ning Yunxi found a stone pier next to each other, waiting for the father and son. Dan Dongxiang in front of him went to knock on the farmer's door.

Leilei listened to the sound of the cow and pointed his father with his little finger.

"You think too much." Meng Chenhao actually couldn't understand why his son thought so much, so he said in wonder.

This son, how much he thinks about awesome is almost beyond his parents.

When Leilei heard this metaphor of his father, his little head shook and hurriedly clarified: "Bul Demon King."

It’s not a bull, it’s a bull demon king. That’s what I think in my heart.

After a long time, did my son think about the cow because he wanted to see the cow transform into the bull demon king? Meng Chenhao was surprised that his son's little head was pretending to be this idea. After a moment of stunnedness, he said to his son: "This cow cannot transform into the bull demon king. The bull demon king is a TV series character in TV, which does not exist in reality."

Leilei's little mouth whispered at his father suspiciously: What does dad mean? Do you mean that the TV is fake?

"Yes, that's filming. The Bull Demon King is played by humans, not really a bull that changes from time to time." Meng Chenhao said to his son.

Leilei doesn't believe it. People play it? But I clearly watched the bulls change in the TV series. The bull demon king was transformed into a black bull, that's right. What I want to watch now is also a black bull, so why can't I become the bull demon king?

After talking for a long time, the child only believed that seeing him was true. Meng Chenhao said helplessly: "What did Dad lie to you? If you wait here for a lifetime and stay here for a lifetime, you will never see the bull becoming a bull demon king."

As a father, he quickly poured a basin of cold water on his son, so that his son could give up this completely unrealistic idea.

After hearing what my father said, Leilei sucked his little nose. My father was so shocked that he actually said that the Bull Demon King was fake. In this way, the Sun Wukong that I admired was also fake.

"That's filming, filming!" Meng Chenhao emphasized to his son what filming means.

Filming is fake. Isn’t it bad? Why do you film? Leilei is almost angry. Speaking of which, is it a group of people pretending to deceive children on TV?

"That's not what I said." Meng Chenhao didn't know how to explain it to his son, so he looked back at his wife.

Ning Yunxi had heard the father and son muttering all the way, and they were about to quarrel, and his son was about to cry. She followed her and was both nervous and funny, so she gave her husband an encouragement look: It's right to tell the truth to the child.

With the affirmation of his wife, Meng Chenhao continued to say to his son: "In father's understanding, filming is to make life artistic and make the people watch it more excited."

Artistic? Leilei's little head certainly cannot understand such professional vocabulary.

"What do you say?" Meng Chenhao suddenly realized that doing education for children is the same as doing mass work. It must be very down-to-earth, otherwise they will not understand a word. "Dad tells you, for example, why do you like Sun Wukong?"

When asked why Leilei likes Sun Wukong? Leilei immediately replied to his father: "Sun Wukong can fly, have a golden cudgel, and can beat fairies."

"Yes, is Sun Wukong powerful? He can protect his master and apprentice from bad guys, right?"

"Yes." Dad said what Leilei thought.
Chapter completed!