Jiang Shunnian couldn’t reach out to that man through the show, since he probably wouldn’t watch a parenting program anyway, but he still left some clues by mentioning Nono’s birthdate.
Facing the camera and the host, he shared his heartfelt thoughts.
“In October three years ago, the first time I saw Nono, I was completely at a loss. The doctor told me to hold him, but I didn’t dare—this tiny, fragile little life, what if I hurt him? But I learned quickly, because he’s my child, an instinct to cherish and protect. Without exaggeration, in that moment, I truly felt the weight of the word ‘father.’ He’s my son, and I’ll give everything to protect him, to nurture his growth.”
When Jiang Shunnian was pregnant with Nono, it wasn’t very tough, because Nono was truly such a good boy. Perhaps sensing that no one else was around to care for his dad, he only stretched his little feet and hands against the belly when Jiang Shunnian needed the interaction. Otherwise, he stayed perfectly quiet, never disturbing his father’s rest.
A bona fide angel baby.
All the checkups came back with flying colors; even the doctor said if every expectant parent had this kind of luck, it’d be ideal.
How could he not pour all his love into such an obedient Nono?
The next day’s challenge was a sailing race, where the kids helped their dads win the best possible paddling tools via rock-paper-scissors.
Nono, naturally, stole the show. He quickly guessed the other kids’ moves, securing a full paddle for Jiang Shunnian. Poor little Oreo came in dead last, handing his dad just a tiny spoon.
Oreo pouted and threw himself into Best Actor Li Jiaming’s arms, whispering an apology. “Daddy, I’m sorry. I lost.”
Li Jiaming immediately crouched down, ruffling his son’s hair. “Oreo, you have to know failure isn’t scary. Trust Daddy—even with a spoon, I can paddle us across, okay? And if Daddy can’t do it, Oreo will, right?”
Oreo was instantly soothed, puffing out his little chest. “Daddy, I definitely can!”
Crescent Island lived up to its name, shaped like a crescent moon. The nearby waters were sheltered by mountains and forests on both sides, blocking the sea breeze, so the bay held only gentle ripples without big waves—a perfect spot for vacation and relaxation.
The dads donned life jackets and climbed into their boats. Amid the shore-side cheers from their kids, they paddled furiously.
Jiang Shunnian, with the best gear, shot ahead fastest, followed closely by Chen Hesheng and Lu Chen. Trailing at the end was Li Jiaming, paddling desperately with his little spoon.
“Daddy, go go go!” Oreo shouted the loudest, and the other kids weren’t about to be outdone, each yelling louder than the last. Nono clenched his tiny fists, staring intently at the race.
When Jiang Shunnian crossed the finish line first, Nono—for once—ditched his usual poise. He bolted forward, arms wide, calling “Daddy!” over and over, like welcoming a triumphant hero.
Jiang Shunnian had poured every ounce of strength into that paddle; even young as he was, he was exhausted. But seeing the wobbly little dumpling running toward him filled him with endless energy. He scooped Nono up and tossed him into the air. Nono yelped in surprise, then burst into brilliant laughter once he realized it was fun.
The scene was so heartwarming that even Oreo couldn’t hold back. He jumped up and down by Li Jiaming’s feet, waving his arms. “Daddy, Daddy, toss me high too!”
Li Jiaming, whose arms trembled from exhaustion: …
Son, do you know you weigh eighty pounds? Are you trying to wreck your dad’s arms?
The dads claimed their lunch ingredients, but it wasn’t nearly enough. The kids had to pair up and complete fun tasks at island homes to win more.
Oreo reacted lightning-fast, dashing to Nono and hugging him tight. “I’m teaming up with Nono!”
Kids are sharp like that—Nono was the smartest among them, sure to nail tons of tasks.
He had to help Daddy get food.
Youyou was a beat too slow and a bit bummed, but she figured teaming with Lubao would be fine too.
And so the four little ones set off with program-issued mini-baskets to tackle tasks and snag ingredients, while the dads watched their real-time antics from the house.
Oreo’s hunch was spot-on: Nono crushed the tasks fastest. With Oreo’s height and strength, they were a dream team—Nono the brains, Oreo the brawn—flying through chores like picking veggies for grannies.
Even Li Jiaming chuckled to Jiang Shunnian. “My little rascal never listens to anyone at home. Didn’t expect him to follow your Nono’s lead like that.”
Jiang Shunnian smiled, playing it cool. “Sometimes I have to follow Nono’s plans too.”
In reality, he was worshiping his kid inside. What an amazing little guy—who’s is he? Oh, right, mine. All good then.
Jiang Shunnian didn’t realize his expression looked calm, but his eyes brimmed with overflowing pride. Sharp-eyed viewers would call it out later on air.
After over an hour, the kids returned loaded with goodies—especially Oreo and Nono. Nono’s cuteness overload scored extra ingredients he couldn’t carry, so Oreo volunteered, stringing them up like a little general’s armor.
The crew knew Jiang Shunnian’s cooking skills were top-tier, so they forbade him from group-cooking dinner. Each dad had to fend for himself. Jiang Shunnian shot the others a sympathetic look before heading home with his triumphant boy.
In the open-air kitchen, Nono perched on a stool peeling garlic, utterly focused. But whenever Jiang Shunnian glanced over, he’d look up in perfect sync, flashing a radiant smile.
Soon, Jiang Shunnian whipped up four dishes and a soup. Father and son washed up and dug in happily.
Warm sunlight draped over them like a golden veil. Nono held his little bowl, eating with gusto.
In that tiny courtyard, time stood blissfully still.
The other dads struggled hard, turning good ingredients into dark cuisine. Oreo reflexively spat out his first bite, then—meeting Li Jiaming’s hurt gaze—had a brainstorm. “Daddy, my mouth’s being naughty. My brain says your food is super yummy.”
That cracked Li Jiaming up.
Chen Hesheng and Lu Chen were in the same boat, and their spot was downwind from Jiang Shunnian’s heavenly aromas wafting over. Youyou ate while sniffing the air longingly.
Youyou sighed. “Daddy, after the show’s done, can I stay at Uncle Jiang’s for a few days?”
Chen Hesheng: “…”
Is it really that bad? I think it’s decent.
The first episode’s three-day shoot wrapped with heaps of footage. Jiang Shunnian and Nono had a blast, including sea fishing where fresh catches went straight from hook to mouth—utterly delicious.
The little ones romped on deck as the first episode drew to a close.
The crew made a group chat, adding everyone, and announced the second episode in a week: heading to minority ethnic areas as intangible cultural heritage ambassadors.
Back home, Jiang Shunnian checked in with Zhao Yuanzhou about the shoot.
Before filming, he’d pondered the politics—he had the lowest profile among the guests. Should he yield the spotlight?
But he couldn’t bear to dim Nono’s shine. His baby was just that exceptional.
Zhao Yuanzhou reassured him: Boss Pei Qingyi had already smoothed things over. Jiang Shunnian could let loose without holding Nono back.
That’s why he’d gone all-in.
He just hoped editing stayed fair.
But Nono shone throughout—no bad footage to mine.
Zhao Yuanzhou handed him a script: a new project greenlit early this year, casting in two months. He’d fought tooth and nail for the chance—prep well.
So Jiang Shunnian dove into new drama prep early.
The second episode arrived on schedule. Youyou hugged Nono right away, pulling a gift from her suitcase—and Nono had prepared four!
Yes, singer Liu Sirui and his recovered son Ning An joined this time.
Youyou beamed with her gift, nearly planting a kiss on Nono.
Jiang Shunnian was baffled. When did Nono prep gifts? How’d I miss that?
Nono had pocket money—such a good kid, so Jiang Shunnian forwarded part of Yu Yanchen’s meeting gift and their last pay, plus Nono had a phone and tablet for learning. He wielded the system assistant like a pro.
Seeing Daddy’s confusion, Nono whispered, “I had Sister Hehe buy them for me. You were busy, so I didn’t wanna bother you.”
Jiang Shunnian: “…” What could he say? His son’s social savvy outshone his own.
The second shoot kicked off tough: kids “kidnapped” by crew, but with walkie-talkies. Kids saw dads’ live feeds and directed them to reunite. Fastest picker got first dibs on houses.
Nono didn’t need to play humble here. His directions were pinpoint; Jiang Shunnian took zero wrong turns, claiming first.
Ning An was a delicate, shy boy, frail and introverted. Liu Sirui brought him to mingle more.
But Ning An struggled with expression. Despite Liu Sirui nailing son-related Q&A for time cuts, they still placed last.
Ning An gazed enviously at Nono. He wanted to be that awesome too.
Nono caught the look, chatted briefly with Jiang Shunnian, then approached. “If you play with me the whole time, we can swap houses.”
Ning An’s eyes widened in shock.
Everyone was floored by Nono’s EQ—helping without making the kid feel indebted, by adding a light condition.
Sky-high IQ and EQ in one kid.
The dads eyed Jiang Shunnian curiously. Known for average smarts and EQ but killer looks, how’d his Nono turn out so stellar? Mom’s genes must be elite. What a woman. How’d he let her slip?
By second episode’s end, Ning An was another Nono stan, bawling at goodbye.
Even home, he voice-messaged Nono nonstop in the WeChat group.
Before third episode filming, promo hype began.
Jiang Shunnian shot supplemental interviews; crew filmed a full day of Nono’s routine at home.
One late June evening, the video platform dropped the Baby Travel Plan trailer. First duo: Nono and Jiang Shunnian.
Tiny Jiang Yunnuo methodically packed by the suitcase, even checking. “Daddy, need me to inspect your bag for anything missed?”
“Yes, thanks Nono!”
That commanding little vibe was killer; his striking looks held up onscreen, instantly hooking viewers.
【Who is this kid? I need his full dossier!】
【Jiang Shunnian? Rings a bell—isn’t he the one who quit then came back? On a parenting show already?】
【Aaaah, Nono the Great King’s packing is OCD heaven!】
But the crew knew how to tease, giving just that Nono clip before cutting to others—perfectly toying with curiosity.
Hot searches exploded; Nono trended solo.
The buzz held strong next day… until spotted by a certain manor’s butler.
Shen Boheng was the Fu Family butler, hired when Fu Yanli was five—twenty-five years on, he’d watched him grow. His own partner died young in an accident, leaving wounds too deep to heal; he’d stayed single. Age mellowed him toward kids.
But Fu Yanli, past thirty, showed no marriage signs—and preferred men, dooming any heirs. Shen Boheng always regretted it.
As the butler, Shen Boheng had no say in the master’s decisions. That was why, upon watching the first season of Baby Travel Plan, he had poured all his affection into the show. Naturally, he wouldn’t miss the trailer for the second season either.
In the end, his attention was completely captured by this child named Nono.
