Almighty Star Daddy

  The northern capital has been in sultry and gloomy weather these days. The dark clouds outside the window are getting thicker and thicker. It will rain for a few days. People are looking forward to rain. Only the next rain can wash away the hot weather.

  Han Mo stood by the window, frowning slightly, the clouds outside the window were very thick, this kind of weather has been for many days, but he was still faintly worried.

Chen Yuehong just saw Han Mo’s expression and smiled and walked to her son, “Don’t worry, your dad carries an umbrella. It’s a lifelong habit to bring an umbrella in all weathers. I just called him and didn’t go far. Don't worry."

  Han Mo gave a light hum, looked out the window again, and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Xuan Xuan’s secret base is actually the fine sand pit in the park. She once buried one of her toy bouncy **** in the white fine sand pit with a small shovel. Because the location is relatively secret, in her little heart, this is the secret. Base.

The dull weather did not affect the good mood of the little guy. In the thinking power of adults, what is the fun of the park’s sand pits, although they are all white fine sand, which is very clean, it is just sand, but children can do it. Take a small shovel, a small bucket, put the sand in the bucket, and then pour it out, playing it over and over again.

  Han Jun sat next to the sandpit, watching the little guy use a small bucket to carry the fine sand back and forth, and from time to time he helped the little guy pat the fine sand off his body.

There are many trees in the park, and they are very luxuriant. They spread out with luxuriant branches. You can hear the rustle of the leaves when you sit and rest on the wooden chairs in the park. But today, there is no wind and leaves. Drooping listlessly.

Han Jun looked up at the dark clouds in the sky. From the time he got off the train, he complained about the weather in the northern capital. It was gloomy and depressing, and it didn't rain. The people who were holding back were uncomfortable. Han Jun is afraid that it will rain for a while.

   "Xuan Xuan, let's have enough fun, let's go home." Han Jun said gently to the baby granddaughter.

  The little guy pouted his mouth, "Xuan Xuan hasn't played enough yet, I want to play for a while."

  Han Jun has always had nothing to do with Xuan Xuan. He helplessly squeezed Xuan Xuan’s little baby-fat face, "Play for a while."

   Xuan Xuan nodded obediently, and then went to play again.

  Han Jun had a fluke. The weather in these two days was like this, and there was no rain. It should be fine to play for a while.

  Suddenly, a lightning flashed across the horizon, and Han Jun frowned, "Xuan Xuan is going to rain, we must go home quickly."

  At this time, thunder came through the air, booming...

   "Grandpa, I'm afraid." The little guy hurried to his grandpa's side.

  Han Jun gently patted the fine sand off the child, and then took Xuan Xuan's small hand.

  The heavy rain that has been suppressed for a long time did not give people time to breathe. It didn't take long for the thunder to pass. The large raindrops rushed to every corner of the northern capital, and the streets were full of running people.

  Many people took umbrellas for the first two days. The weather forecast reported rain every day, but there was no rain. This kind of weather lasted for a long time, and everyone started to find it troublesome not to bring umbrellas.

  Han Mo hurried out of the kitchen, watching the heavy rain outside the window, feeling anxious, "I'll go out to find them."

Chen Yuehong was also worried about her grandfather and grandson in her heart, and she was afraid that Han Mo would just go out to look for it, and she didn't know the direction, so she quickly said, "I called the old man and asked where he is. You don't know which way to look when you go out. ."

   After talking, Chen Yuehong started to make a call. The phone was held to her ear for a long time, until the waiting tone all rang, Han Jun did not answer the phone, Han Mo was a little anxious, although he brought an umbrella, it was useless in such a heavy rain.

   "I'll call again." Chen Yuehong tried to dial Han Jun's phone again.

  Han Mo had already changed shoes at the door at this time, waiting for him at home, he was worried, first go out and talk about it, he took an umbrella.

  The heavy rain outside the window hit the glass with crackling noises, the branches and leaves of the big tree were constantly swaying by the wind, and no people with umbrellas downstairs were running quickly.

Chen Yuehong put down the phone, "It's raining too much outside, I guess the old man didn't hear it." She was afraid that her son would go out in the wrong way under the rain, and worried that her baby granddaughter would get caught in the rain. ." Then he took an umbrella and handed it to Han Mo.

   Han Mo took the umbrella, twisted the handle, and opened the door to get out.

  The door opened, and Han Mo couldn't help but stare.

  Han Jun ran back with Xuan Xuan, and just arrived at the door, took the umbrella away, before knocking on the door.

  Chen Yuehong was originally standing inside, watching her son opened the door and stood but didn't go out, so she also walked over and was shocked when she saw the scene outside the door.

  Han Jun’s hair was drenched, and strands of water flowed down the broken hair on his forehead and cheeks. The shirt was attached to his body, dripping continuously from head to toe.

  The little guy saw his father and jumped in the door.

  Han Mo looked at Xuan Xuan, whose whole body was dry except for some water on the soles, and looked at Han Jun, who was soaked in the shower, his eyebrows frowned, and his mood was complicated, "You..."

  Han Jun didn’t wait for his son to finish speaking and quickly said, “It’s okay. The child is not wet at all. You can rest assured that she won’t catch a cold. It’s okay.”

   "Old man, why are you so wet? Didn't you bring an umbrella?" Chen Yuehong hurried to the bathroom to get a large towel, and said distressedly when she ran over.

Han Jun went into the house without getting wet, dragged his shoes outside, wiping his hair with the towel handed by his wife in his hand, but said happily, "Is an umbrella enough for such a heavy rain, thanks to me. It's low, you see, my precious granddaughter is not wet at all." After that, she made a grimace with Xuan Xuan.

  Chen Yuehong didn't say a word, she knew in her heart that this was the umbrella that was lowered. It was obvious that he was only holding the umbrella for the child, and he was outside the umbrella.

The little guy was amused by his grandpa, and then said to Han Mo, "Dad, grandpa just gave Xuan Xuan an umbrella just now, and he said that the adults don’t need to hold the umbrella and won’t get wet, but why does the grandpa get soaked all over? That's it."

  Han Mo was asked to stop. No one doesn't need to hold an umbrella. Adults can get wet too, but grandpa deliberately hits very low to prevent her from getting wet, and he is outside the umbrella. He hesitated and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Han Jun.

   "Grandpa made a calculation mistake today, and he will not get wet next time."

  Chen Yuehong was worried that her wife would catch a cold, so she found a towel, "Go take a hot bath and change your clothes."

  The little guy took his father's hand and watched the soaked grandpa walk into the bathroom. He raised his face and asked worriedly, "Will grandpa get sick?"

  Han Mo gently touched the top of Xuan Xuan's head, without answering.

  ...

  Eight o'clock in the evening

  Sneezes came from the room, and Han Jun wrapped the quilt tightly.

   "Old man, you have a fever. You don't have to take the medicine quickly. You have to go to the hospital if it is serious." Chen Yuehong said in a slightly angry tone after reading the thermometer.

  Han Jun sneezed several times in a row, with a stubborn expression, “It’s just a few sneezes and a low-grade fever. I don’t take medicine or go to the hospital.”

  Chen Yuehong stood up angrily, glared at Han Jun fiercely, and had no choice but to leave him helplessly.

  Han Jun disliked his wife's nagging, and didn't want his son to see his ill and crooked appearance, and turned his face to the other side.

   Suddenly, there was a patter of footsteps behind him, and a soft and waxy voice came.

   "Grandpa, I'll give you medicine, okay?" The little guy was holding the water cup in both hands and the medicine bottle in his arms, and walked to Han Jun's bed.

  Han Jun hurriedly sat up. He had a cold eyebrow about taking medicine just now. He became gentle when he saw the little guy, and said indulgently, "Okay, Xuan Xuan, give Grandpa take medicine."

Standing outside the door, Chen Yuehong rolled her eyes and rolled her eyes, and said to Han Mo next to her, "Have you seen it? Your dad will never be afraid of it all his life. He has been shackled when he grows old." After speaking, she sneered. .

  Han Mo looked at the young and old in the room, with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

  PS: The rabbit suddenly thought of something. When I was a kid, I liked to eat the yolk of salted duck eggs. Every time my dad ate it, I thought he liked to eat it, so I took it for granted and threw it to him. Until recently, when I saw my dad eating the yolk of salted duck eggs, I just asked casually: Dad, why do you eat yellow, I remember when you were young, you only ate it. My dad said, isn't that because you like to eat yellow.