Almighty Star Daddy

Handing over the mobile phone is more painful for them than the child handing over the toy. For a while, the adults and children are in a deadlock state, and no one moves.

But it is not the way to be so stalemate. After all, it is a kindergarten activity. The fathers are also reasonable people. They can understand the purpose of the teacher, so they start to persuade the children to hand over the toys.

Han Mo was the first to open the box.

"Dad, I want to bring Barbie, don't leave it to Teacher Ding." The little guy pursed his mouth and was about to cry.

Han Mo felt uncomfortable. After all, the child just wanted to hold a doll, which is not an excessive requirement, but the autumn outing is a kindergarten activity, so you have to follow the rules of the kindergarten. There is no way out.

Han Mo knew that he couldn't solve it in a rude way, and he had to be reasonable. Children should be soft and not hard.

"The children will put their toys in the box, because Teacher Ding is worried that Xuanxuan will not have time to take care of Barbie when she is happy in autumn, so she will take care of her and other children's toys for Xuanxuan." Han Mo rubbed his body gently. The top of the little guy's head.

Xuanxuan has always been very sensible. Although she really wanted to take Barbie away, she didn't insist on listening to her father's words.

"Can Xuanxuan go to see Barbie when she wants to?" The little guy hugged the doll reluctantly.

"Of course you can." Han Mo pinched Xuanxuan's pink face.

The little guy glanced at Barbie reluctantly again, his big eyes flashed with crystal moisture, and slowly handed Barbie to Han Mo.

"Xuanxuan hand over Barbie to the teacher, please?"

The little guy nodded, and after handing Barbie to Ding Rou, he turned back reluctantly and walked back to the luggage.

Others did not have the smooth progress of Han Mo's work.

"I don't pay, it's mine." Xiaohu hugged the toy tightly, his attitude was very tough.

Xiaohu's father got angry because of his bad face, and patiently persuaded his son.

Rarity's dad cried out loud as soon as he said he wanted to hand in the toys.

The child's cries were motivating, and they burst into tears in an instant, and even Xuan Xuan, who had already handed in the toy, also had red eyes.

Little Tiger's father grabbed the toy from Little Tiger's hand,

Going straight to the box where the toys were stored, Xiaohu shouted loudly from behind, "I don't want to hand it in, I don't hand it in." Xiao Chuan's face was red from crying.

"Why didn't Dad hand in the phone and let me hand in the toys," Rarity cried, crying.

"Okay, okay, let me hand it over first." Dad Ruirui couldn't help it, so he took out his mobile phone and handed it to Teacher Ding Rou, "Now you can hand it over."

After some painful negotiation, the fathers finally handed in all the children's toys, and of course the most painful hand in their own mobile phones, which would drive them crazy without a mobile phone.

Ding Rou checked, everyone's box was full, and there were far fewer toys than Xuanxuan's box.

Ding Rou smiled and looked around at everyone. The children were crying, and the fathers were depressed. No matter what, the first step of collecting toys and mobile phones went smoothly.

"The kindergarten staff will bring you the food for tonight." Teacher Ding Rou kept smiling, her eyes moved from right to left, and finally settled on Han Mo and Xuan Xuan.

Xuanxuan stopped crying for a long time, she held her father's hand and stood uprightly. Handing over the phone was nothing to Han Mo. Naturally, she would not have a depressed expression on her face, so the father and daughter looked like they were in several families. It was very conspicuous, and Ding Rou couldn't help but notice them.

"Dinner started so early?" Le Yan's father asked in confusion.

"Eating early isn't good. Eat dinner early and put the kids to bed early." Rarity's dad just finished getting Rarity, and he said "my little ancestors" many times. He was a little happy when he heard it was about to be dinner, he wished Rarity would go to bed full after dinner, in his creed he should be sleepy when he was full, and when Rarity slept he would have peace of mind.

The other dads didn't speak, but they were also looking forward to the dinner prepared by the kindergarten.

At this moment, the kindergarten staff came over with a trolley.

At that moment, the eyes of the fathers were stunned, and they were instantly stunned. Didn't you say it's dinner tonight? What is this car.

"Okay, our dinner is here tonight, please come to the front to pick it up," Ding Rou said.

"Late, dinner?" Papa Rarity pointed to the cart in the distance.

Xiaohu's father, who had not spoken for a long time, couldn't bear it any longer, "Mr. Ding, let's not make this joke, this car is quite rich in content, but is it edible?"

Mengmeng's father looked at the cart and shook his head helplessly.

The little guy raised his head and raised his chin in confusion, and blinked his big eyes flickering, "Dad, isn't this a vegetable? Why did my uncle say I can't eat it?"

Han Mo touched the top of the little guy's head and explained with a smile, "Uncle means, these vegetables can't be eaten raw."

"Eat it raw?" The little guy was even more puzzled. "Is it ready to eat? Why does my uncle eat vegetables raw?"

Because Han Mo often told Xuan Xuan that the delicious food on the table was cooked with vegetables and fish, the little guy knew how to make delicious food.

Han Mo guessed that Xiaohu's father must not know how to cook, so he saw such a big reaction to the unprocessed dishes.

The little guy was still waiting for his father's answer. Han Mo pinched the little guy's cheek, "Maybe Xiaohu's father can't cook."

The little guy was slightly frowning, worried a little about his good friend Xiaohu's dinner. In her small head, she imagined Xiaohu eating raw vegetables, and whispered, "Dad, will Xiaohu have to eat raw vegetables with his uncle too? ?"

Han Mo couldn't help but admire the little guy's imagination, "Of course not, you can share your own meals with the children."

The little guy hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly, thinking that he must not let his friends eat raw vegetables, and the sense of mission in his little head came spontaneously.

"Now, dads, please choose the ingredients." Teacher Ding Rou said.

Holding the little guy's hand, Han Mo stood in front of the cart and asked the little guy for his opinion.

The other fathers watched Han Mo finish the selection, looked at each other, and walked over to select the ingredients.

"I want to follow my child's taste, but I can't cook what he wants." Rarity's father said mockingly.

"At least you can cook and eat. I've never cooked, so I can't do it at all." Xiaohu's father was pampered and raised, and his married Xiaohu's mother didn't trust him to do anything. For him, it is much more difficult than doing business and negotiating projects.

Leyan's father said in a low voice with a smile, "It's okay, no one will know if it's not done well, we'll give the child two days to deal with it."

"Dad Leyan, you're still thinking fast. When it's time for dinner, I have to close the door tightly so that the kindergarten teachers don't see it." Rarity's father picked the corner of his eye.

Xiaohu's father smiled and took a deep breath, "No matter how embarrassed it is, the child will know, and he will go home and eat a big meal to make up for it."

Several fathers nodded in agreement.

"At 6 o'clock in the evening, the children and fathers of our second class will gather again for dinner, and each father will cook at least two dishes." Teacher Ding Rou said the last request.

The expressions of the fathers, who were still smiling, froze for a moment, completely dumbfounded.