Almighty Star Daddy

"Dad Xuanxuan, Xuanxuan." Teacher Ding Rou waved to Han Mo and Xuanxuan and greeted them in their direction.

"Mr. Ding, good morning." The little guy greeted the teacher politely.

Ding Rou rubbed the top of Xuanxuan's head, "Good morning, Xuanxuan."

Parents and children participating in the autumn tour need to sign in at the head teacher. Han Mo took the sign-in form, and there was only Xiaohu's father on it. Han Mo signed his name and Xuanxuan's name in the second row.

After a while, the other families who signed up for the second class also arrived one after another. Mengmeng and her daughter, Leyan and her daughter, and Rui Rui's father and son, there were five families in total. As expected, Han Mo was the last to submit the application form yesterday. They never signed up again after that.

Although there are only five children, but there is a lot of luggage, Han Mo is still light.

Several fathers got to know each other, and a few big men and cute babies were ready to go.

"Dad Xuanxuan, you only bring so much luggage. Do you have enough for the child? You can use mine if you don't have enough." Dad Leyan said with a smile.

Leyan's father is a government cadre. At the age of thirty-five, he is considered young and promising. He is relatively smooth in his career, speaks well, and always smiles. Because he is a relative of the garden director Wang Lei, he sent Leyan to Golden Sun. kindergarten.

"Enough. If the child doesn't bring toys, one box is not full." Han Mo said with a smile.

Xiaohu's father also came over and said, "I don't even know what his mother packed. There are three boxes, and a label is written so that I can remember it clearly. I don't bother to read it. I'm always afraid that I won't be able to control Xiaohu." Xiaohu's father Smiling and shaking his head.

"More than 20,000 employees can manage it, how can it be impossible to manage even a child." Leyan's father touched Xiaohu's bald head and said with a smile.

Xiaohu's father is in his early thirties and is a rich second-generation, but he is also very good and has successfully established a business. Now he has a listed company with more than 20,000 employees. Xiaohu and his father are very similar in appearance.

Mengmeng's father and Rui Rui's father are still carrying luggage. Mengmeng's father is a college professor who got married relatively late. He is the oldest among several fathers. He is about forty years old, low-key and reserved, and he doesn't talk much, but he takes special care of Mengmeng. , the other children had already come together to play together, only Mengmeng was held by her father firmly, for fear of losing her.

"I'll help you carry it." Rarity's father's voice was loud and full of energy. He first moved the luggage to the car, turned around and saw Mengmeng's luggage, so he helped move it up together.

Rarity's parents don't have specific jobs.

Because I got a lot of houses after the demolition, and now I am very rich by collecting rent, it is no longer meaningful to go to work.

Several fathers with different personalities, different industries, and different ages have the same joy and anticipation, and lead their cute baby to a strange and mysterious village for an autumn tour.

"Dad, has our autumn tour started yet?" The little guy raised his head excitedly, and stared at Han Mo with big cute eyes.

Han Mo lightly rubbed the hair on the back of the little guy's head, and said with a smile, "Yes, as soon as we got in the car, our autumn tour began."

"It's great!" The little guy waved his arms excitedly, and suddenly Xuanxuan asked with wide eyes, "Dad, can the secret be revealed in a while?"

Xuanxuan still remembered that when she asked her father how to swim in Qiuyou, her father said that it was a secret that would only be revealed when she arrived at the destination.

Han Mo gave the child a positive answer, "Yes, we will know how the autumn tour is going when we arrive." In fact, he himself is not very clear, he checked the Internet, the scenery is beautiful, but the development is still relatively backward , is no different from ordinary rural areas, but he feels that the activities held by the kindergarten will definitely not choose a bad location.

Even if it is for children to experience life, it should be a basic guarantee to let them eat and sleep well. As for whether they can play well, it depends on how they are arranged.

The bus slowly drove into the destination, and finally stopped in an open space. The fathers took the children's hands and got off the bus.

"The scenery here is not bad." Xiaohu's father is usually very busy with work. He rarely accompanies Xiaohu and his mother to go out to play. Most of the time he leaves in the morning. Xiaohu has not woken up yet. When he comes back at night, Xiaohu has already slept. This autumn tour Xiaohu’s father actively signed up because he wanted to take this opportunity to accompany his children.

Everyone can't help but look up and look around, green mountains and green waters surround them, colorful wildflowers are everywhere, and the air is very fresh, Mengmeng's father can't help but sigh, "People who live here must live long."

Leyan's father said with a smile, "It's fine for a short stay, so it's just a vacation. Those of us who are used to living in the city can't stand it."

"I lived on the outskirts of the city when I was a child, and I was basically on the edge of the countryside. At that time, the air was good, but now the city is so wide, it has changed beyond recognition." Rarity's father shouted loudly.

Among the five fathers, Han Mo was the youngest, followed by Rarity's father, who was twenty-eight years old, and the other fathers were all over thirty years old.

Teacher Ding Rou and two other teachers from the kindergarten are in charge of the five groups of families in the second class. Children and fathers from other classes are also in this location, but they are assigned to different areas of the village.

Teacher Ding Rou's voice was gentle, but she said in a commanding tone, "Dads, please hand in all the toys brought by the children to me, as well as your mobile phones and other electronic products."

The other two teachers, one with the surname of Gao and the other with the surname of Du, brought up five boxes after brief self-introductions, which were used to store items received from five families.

"Now, dads, open your suitcases and ask the children to hand over the toys to the teacher? The teacher will put your name on each box and return all the toys to you when the autumn tour is over."

Usually the children listen to the teacher's words, but at this moment they don't want to move, and even the fathers are hesitant.

Although handing in toys is nothing to them, but these coaxing babies are magically handed in, what should they do when the children cry.

Xuanxuan also hid behind Han Mo and whispered, "Dad, Xuanxuan doesn't want to marry."

Rarity's father smiled and asked, "Mr. Ding, let's hand in the toys, but can we not hand in the mobile phone? If there is something important, wouldn't we not be able to answer the call?" Actually, Rarui's father was himself If he wants to play with his mobile phone, he will go crazy without a mobile phone. Usually, the mobile phone is not around. If he can't see it for two days and three nights, he will collapse.

But Ruirui's father's reasoning for this reason speaks to everyone's doubts, especially like Xiaohu's father. After all, he is the decision-maker of the company.

Ding Rou smiled and said in a soft voice, "We have already prepared and equipped each parent with a mobile phone.

"I'm going, and I'll give you a mobile phone when I go to the autumn tour?" Rarity's father said jokingly.

When the two teachers brought up the mobile phone, all the fathers couldn't help but be taken aback.

"This... This is also called a cell phone. It's really an antique. It doesn't have any other functions except making calls." Dad Rarity picked up a cell phone and looked back and forth.

"No, it can also send text messages, so that everyone will not lose contact." Ding Rou said with a smile.