Almighty Star Daddy

The old man lay on the bed all night, and he didn’t know if it was because the medicine given by the baby granddaughter had magical powers, psychological effects, or good health. Xuan Xuan's important job in the kindergarten.

  Although Han Jun looks good, but his age is not forgiving, how can he be completely healed at once, but he no longer has a fever, and the father does not want to be sick in front of his son and granddaughter, so he deliberately pretends to be ill.

  He still doesn't want to take medicine, but except for the medicine Xuan Xuan sent, the medicine will be given to grandpa by Xuan Xuan in the morning and evening, and grandpa is responsible for transporting Xuan Xuan to and from school.

  On the first day when Han Jun sent Xuanxuan to school, he met many children in her class at the gate of the kindergarten.

  The little guy took the hand of his grandfather, walked to the children, greeted enthusiastically, and then introduced loudly, "This is my grandpa."

   walked in front of Teacher Ding Rou again, "Mr. Ding, this is my grandfather."

  From that day on, all the children who knew Xuan Xuan knew that Xuan Xuan had a tall and cool grandfather.

Time flies quickly, and a week passed in a blink of an eye. On Friday afternoon, Han Jun took the little guy home like every day. The old and the young had just changed their shoes. The old man squatted down in front of Xuan Xuan. Pinched the child's pink face.

"Xuan Xuan, today is the last time my grandpa will pick you up from school. Tomorrow grandpa and grandma will go back to Sunan." Han Jun booked the tickets two days ago, but he didn't know how to say goodbye to the little guy. .

For the little guy, this was shocking news. The little head buzzed blankly. He cried when he heard grandpa say "the last time", "Is Xuan Xuan bad, so grandpa is leaving? ."

  Han Jun originally wanted to tell the matter plainly, but he was reluctant to think that he was leaving soon. His tone was a little low. At the moment, seeing Xuan Xuan cry, the old man's nose was sour and his eyes were red.

  Hearing the child crying, Han Mo and Chen Yuehong came out of the kitchen together.

  Grandpa was comforting Xuan Xuan, Han Mo did not go over immediately, and asked Chen Yuehong softly, "Why did you go back so soon."

  Chen Yuehong was also uncomfortable. She originally discussed with her wife what to say. She said embarrassedly, “Your dad hasn’t retired. There are still classes in school. You can’t ask for leave for too long.”

  Han Mo knows that in addition to the statutory holidays, the teacher is on winter and summer vacations, so there is no annual vacation that can be arbitrarily deployed.

  Adults are easy to understand, but children are difficult to understand. She just thinks that after having a grandfather, why is grandpa going away, the little guy is not happy all night, and his mouth is slumped.

  Children are uncomfortable, and the elderly are also uncomfortable. The dinner atmosphere is a bit depressing.

  The little guy doesn’t want to let grandparents go, and grandparents can’t bear the little guy either.

   Xuan Xuan refused to sleep until very late, and finally fell asleep on the sofa listening to the old man telling a story, and finally Han Mo took her back to her small room.

  Han Mo was busy with some things at night, and didn't finish his work until midnight. When passing by the guest room, he could still hear the sound of talking in the room. Han Mo knew that the two old men were reluctant to bear children, so they couldn't sleep.

  ...

After the baptism of heavy rain, the sky in the northern capital was completely washed again and became more blue and clear. The washed leaves swayed in the air with the warm wind, and the golden sunlight was projected onto the floor through the glass. After the heavy rain, another week passed. Rizhao, this weekend was supposed to be a good day to go out and play.

  But the little guy is not happy at all, because she is going to send her grandparents to the train station with her father.

Along the way, only Chen Yuehong kept admonishing, for fear of not saying anything about her son and granddaughter, that would lead to a bad life. Han Jun was silent. It is rare that he did not nag his wife. The little guy leaned on his grandfather. Only Han Mo kept cooperating. Say, "Well, okay, got it."

  The traffic in the northern capital is not very smooth. The morning on the weekend is just right at the peak of the trip. Although the distance to the train station is not far, it is not so annoying when sitting in a taxi for the first time in a traffic jam.

  In Han Mo's mind, all the memories of the original owner getting along with his parents are bad. Quarrels and running away from home often happen. When quarreling with his father in Sunan, he would not go home for a few days.

He was also a little worried at first that he would not get along well with his parents, but it was completely different from what Han Mo thought. His mother was really nagging, but he was talking about trivial matters for his good life. It was to remind him, for fear that he could not do well, even though he was already the father of the child and an adult, she still reminded Han Mo like a child.

  And the father is even more different from what he thinks. He is really stubborn and he doesn't like to talk very much. Maybe it was because he had quarreled too much with his son before, and he was afraid that he would not speak well and would make everyone unhappy, so he avoided talking as much as possible. Han Mo can even feel that the old man is deliberately restraining many things to avoid conflict. In the memory of the original owner of his father, this has never happened before.

The two old people treated Xuan Xuan with obedience, caring for Xuan Xuan as a careful and patient baby. Han Mo even wondered if there was something wrong with the memory of the original owner. Why did his mother and father see him with his own eyes in his memory? It's completely different.

  The train station is always a crowded location, and the train station in Beidu takes the word congestion to the extreme.

  They were not too close to the train station, and the little guy seemed to cry at any time with his slumped mouth. Chen Yuehong squatted down quickly and kissed and hugged Xuan Xuan's face.

  Han Jun also squatted down, but the injury on his waist was obviously heavier, and the downward movement was very laborious. Chen Yuehong squatted down with difficulty while supporting her.

Han Mo frowned. He hadn't observed the two old people carefully these days. The parents did look like their parents, but they were not the same as they remembered six years ago. There were many wrinkles on their faces and his mother's black hair. It was newly dyed before coming to Beidu. A faint white color appeared at the roots of his hair. His father was not in his memory. When he was a child, he could chase from upstairs to downstairs and ran around the community a few times, just to catch the original owner who skipped classes. The one who has been hitting, at this moment, even the squatting movement needs the strength of others to complete it smoothly.

  Han Mo's gaze fell on them, and he sighed softly. He knew that it was not the memory that was deviated, but that they were getting old.

  Han Jun looked up at Han Mo, got up slowly, and walked in front of him.

  For so many days, the father and son looked at each other face to face for the first time. In his previous memory, the two could not even make a phone call, let alone talk at close range.

  Silence for a moment.

  Han Mo said first, "Be careful on the road, Dad."

Han Jun’s expression paused. Maybe he hadn’t heard the name clearly in the past few years. He felt an unspeakable feeling in his heart. He rarely communicated with his son, because every time he started with a quarrel, it was his son. Dropped the phone and ran away from home. In the past, he himself had a hot temper, but now he chooses to remain silent, to cooperate with his son's words and deeds, and does not want to be unpleasant in the short-lived relationship, so he has not taken the initiative to say anything to Han Mo these days.

The old man smiled. The original handsome face left traces of the vicissitudes of life. After years of polishing, his sharp pupils have become much gentler. Once he was the premier professor of the Sunan Conservatory of Music, bringing out countless outstanding students, and being a master at work. , And at this moment he is just a tempered, bad-talking father who misses his son in his heart but does not know how to express it.

  Han Jun took the suitcase in his son’s hand and said in a low voice, “Take care of your children, take care of yourself, no matter how well you are in the north, remember, Sunan still has your home.”

  Han Mo's throat tightened when he heard what the old man said, and he nodded heavily, "You also pay attention to your body."

  The little guy had already bid farewell to his grandma, and ran to his father, Han Mo holding her hand.

  The old man said nothing, and patted Han Mo on the shoulder.

  Looking at the backs of their parents who have drifted away. Once upon a time, they held their own hands like this, just like he is holding Xuanxuan at this moment...