Almighty Star Daddy

Chapter one hundred and ninety first grievance

It was the second time for Chen Yuehong and Han Jun to hear the little guy talk about this. Before Han Mo came back, Xuan Xuan cried and told it again, which made the two old men feel distressed.

Xuanxuan is their baby bump, and every tear drops on the hearts of the two old people. At this time, whether they are right or wrong, no matter how calm and calm they are usually, their minds are blank now, except for the child's cry. .

"The teacher also has a problem. The children will be in a group with whomever they want. If they don't want to, they won't. It can be forced. Okay, Xuanxuan won't cry. Tomorrow, grandma and the teacher will tell you that you won't be allowed to play in the next competition. He's in a group, who do we want to be in a group with." Chen Yuehong said while wiping the tears from the corner of the child's eyes.

Han Mo took a deep breath and moved his eyes from the little guy to his mother, "Mom, I won't cook today, you can do it."

Usually, as long as Han Mo is at home, Chen Yuehong wouldn't even let Han Mo hit him, but this time, she suddenly asked her to cook, she didn't respond a little, and was stunned for a moment.

Han Jun also loves his granddaughter. After all, he is usually so lively and cute. Now he is crying like a tearful person. It is impossible for a grandfather not to feel distressed.

But he saw what his son meant, and said quickly, "Let's cook today, let's go." He gently pulled his wife's clothes by the corner.

Chen Yuehong wanted to say something, but turned around to look at Xuanxuan and Han Mo. Before she could say anything, she was pulled into the kitchen by Han Jun.

Han Mo saw that his grandparents had entered the kitchen, and took out two tissues and handed them to Xuanxuan.

"Wipe your tears first."

Xuanxuan took the tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then looked at her father pitifully, waiting for her father and grandma to help her berate Rarity.

Han Mo smiled and said, "Why did Mr. Ding Rou let the new children Ruirui and Xuan Xuan be in a group? Does Xuan Xuan know?"

The little guy stopped crying, and tilted his head to recall, "Mr. Ding said, because Xuanxuan is a great kid in the class, so let Xuanxuan and Ruirui be a team."

Han Mo pinched the little guy's chubby cheeks, "So it's because Xuanxuan is so good that she was assigned to the group with Ruirui by Teacher Ding?"

"But Rui Rui is too stupid. If she was with Mengmeng, she would not lose Xiao Honghua, and she would not be overtaken by Xiaohu." Xuanxuan originally had as many Xiaohonghua as Xiaohu, because today's assembly game competition I lost, so I lost one, and I was very unhappy.

Han Mo understands the little guy's mood. That little red flower has a different meaning to Xuanxuan than to the parents, but he doesn't want the child's gains and losses to be too important, and he doesn't want the child to think of failure first. Blame teammates.

You must know that this is just a small game of assembling toys. When children grow up, they will encounter a lot of work that needs to be completed by the team. Most of the time, they cannot choose their teammates. There is no point in blaming others.

Although Xuanxuan was young, Han Mo still wanted to tell her this truth.

Han Mo asked patiently, "Did Rui Rui and Mengmeng play alone?"

"No." Xuan Xuan shook her head.

"Then how do you know that Rarity must be slower than Mengmeng?" Han Mo asked immediately.

The little guy rubbed his hands together, "I feel it."

"Xuanxuan, I feel like I can't count." Han Mo lightly pinched the little guy's nose.

The little guy was silent for a while, and still said stubbornly, "But, I just don't want to be with Rarui, I used to be with Mengmeng."

Han Mo carried the little guy to the sofa and made it. Han Mo sat diagonally across from her, "Xuanxuan, are you sure you are the best at assembling toys in the class?"

"I'm not sure." The little guy lowered his head.

"Then how can you say that your team didn't get the little safflower because Rarity was stupid?"

The little guy was silent, rubbing the corners of his clothes with his head down.

Han Mo got up and walked over to the little guy and sat down, rubbing the top of her head dotingly, "Rarity may be slower than other kids to assemble toys, because he's new here, and you've been playing with toys for a long time. It's his first contact, right?"

Xuanxuan thought for a while and nodded, "We started learning to assemble this toy last month."

"So Mr. Ding wants us, Xuanxuan, to teach Rui Rui how to assemble toys, so that he can get the little red flower with Xuanxuan in the next competition. It seems that Mr. Ding Rou trusts Xuanxuan very much."

The little guy's face showed joy and raised his chin, which she had never imagined before.

"Dad remembers that there is a competition to assemble toys every week?" Han Mo asked gently.

The little guy nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Then Xuanxuan will let Rui Rui learn to assemble toys before the next competition, so that next time you can get little red flowers together. Dad heard from teacher Ding Rou that Xuanxuan often helps other children, so everyone likes it. Let's play with Xuanxuan. The last time Xiaohu's puzzle was taught by Xuanxuan, right?" Han Mo suddenly thought of Mr. Ding Rou's praise of Xuanxuan for teaching other children's puzzles, not long ago.

The little guy suddenly became excited, "Yes, I helped Mengmeng and Xiaohu with the puzzle last time. We were in groups of three. I completed all the puzzles, and then we got the little red flower together."

Hearing this, the little guy was very proud. The teacher praised her for her great puzzles in the class, and asked her to share skills with other children. The children all gathered around her to learn how to put together puzzles quickly and well. A sense of achievement.

Similar to what Han Mo guessed, in fact, the little guy is just because Rarity is a new kid and is not familiar with it, so there is some psychological conflict.

In fact, no matter when he was a child or when he grew up, many friends could only accompany him for a short distance, so he didn't want Xuan Xuan to resist meeting new children.

Han Mo lifted his fingers and swept the little guy's upturned nose, "Xuanxuan can help Mengmeng and Xiaohu get the little red flowers, and she can also get the little red flowers with Rui Rui."

The little guy nodded vigorously. At this moment, she had long forgotten that she was still complaining about the stupidity of her new partner, which affected her competition results. All she can think about now is how to share her experience of assembling toys with Rarity tomorrow, so that they can get the little red flowers together in next week's game.

When Han Mo and his daughter were chatting, they didn't notice that the two old men in the kitchen had already prepared the dishes. They leaned against the door and listened carefully to what was going on in the living room. Especially Chen Yuehong, she was waiting for if Xuanxuan was trained to cry by Han Mo. , immediately rushed up and took away the baby granddaughter.

But not only did the child not cry, but he also confidently said that he would get the little red flower with the child who just disliked it. Chen Yuehong shook his head in disbelief.

Han Jun slapped his mouth, "Han Mobi, I will be a father."

Chen Yuehong rolled her eyes, "Of course my son is better than you."

Han Jun pouted, "It's okay, don't talk about it, bring the dishes to the table and eat."

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