Almighty Star Daddy

Xiaohu's father is very strong, and he already feels that he has lost face, so he has to earn it to the end. He still doesn't believe that he will answer all of them wrong. Wait, then let's wait for the information, how about we answer each question one by one?"

Ding Rou wiped away Xiaohu's tears, took out the answer sheet, and began to read the questions above.

"My child's favorite color?"

The most unacceptable thing for Xiaohu Dad is that this question can be wrong, and he immediately said, "Blue."

"It's green, my favorite color is green." Xiaohu shouted loudly.

"Impossible, why do you like green and let people rummage for blue shirts." Little Tiger's father asked.

Xiaohu choked, "That's because my father often wears blue shirts. I hope my father and I look like parent-child clothes. Gao Mingming always wears parent-child clothes and the same shoes as his father."

Xiaohu Dad never thought that was the reason, he was stunned for a moment, his heart throbbed inexplicably, but he still didn't want to admit that he would be wrong in all the questions, "What about the second question?"

"The happiest thing for children."

Xiaohu's father said without hesitation, "Is it worth thinking about it? The happiest thing for Xiaohu is that when he receives a toy he likes, the child is happy as long as he buys something for him. What other answers are there? Which toy do you want to buy?"

The other fathers also looked at each other in dismay. In fact, they gave similar answers. After all, children don’t have so many ideas in their eyes. It’s best to eat and have fun.

Xiaohu wiped his tears, and his sobbing became louder. Xuanxuan asked his father for a tissue and handed it to Xiaohu. It was the first time the little guy saw his little friend crying so sadly, and he didn't know how to persuade him, so he said softly, "Little tiger, stop crying."

Ding Rou shook her head helplessly and picked up another chapter card, "This card contains the answers given by the children according to the questions. When you were answering the questions, the two teachers had already written the answers based on the children's dictation. On the card. Now, Dad Xiaohu, look at Xiaohu's answer."

Ding Rou handed the card to Xiaohu's father, and the other fathers also gathered around.

The happiest thing.

Xiaohu's answer was, "On my birthday, Dad came home very late. I fell asleep on the sofa. Dad carried me into the room. Dad hasn't hugged me like that for a long time. I'm very happy."

Seeing this, Xiaohu Dad's heart was filled with a heat wave,

Nose sore.

He still remembered this. It was Xiaohu's birthday that day, but he wanted to talk about a very important project, so he bought a lot of toys for Xiaohu in advance, but he didn't attend his birthday party that day. Noisy and refusing to sleep, he insisted on waiting for Dad to come back, and finally fell asleep on the sofa, so he took the child back to the room.

He never imagined that this ordinary thing in his heart, which could not be more ordinary, had such an important meaning in the heart of a child. He was really busy and seldom at home. He always felt that he would buy the most expensive toys and eat the most expensive things. The restaurant that gives children all the best education will make children feel satisfied and happy.

Xiaohu cried and said to Ding Rou, "I am so envious that other children can be hugged by my father and ride on my father's neck, but my father is very busy and is often away on business trips. He leaves before I get up in the morning, and at night. I fell asleep when he came back."

Ding Rou gently wiped away Xiaohu's tears and said to the fathers, "Actually, the happiness of children is much simpler than you think. Children of their age are the age where they will love their parents unconditionally no matter what their parents do, and cherish them. During this time, don't wait for them to grow up to regret it."

"I haven't hugged Rarity for a long time, and I feel ashamed to think about it now."

"Actually, when the child is so old, he wants us to hug and act like a spoiled child in our arms. If he is older, he won't even give us this chance."

Xiaohu's father looked at Xiaohu, who had already cried to tears, and felt very uncomfortable. He pulled his son into his arms and sat on his lap with Xiaohu, holding an answer card in his hand, "Today, Dad will see if he really is. How incompetent."

"Favorite cartoon? Isn't it the chick rainbow?" asked the little tiger father.

"That was a cartoon I watched before I went to kindergarten, and I have long since stopped watching it." Xiaohu's mood on his father has eased a lot, but he is still a little choked up.

Xiaohu's father didn't argue this time, he rubbed his son's chubby head, and he blamed himself, "Son, my father always thought that your favorite fruit was apples, and your mother let you eat it every day, I thought you liked it. Eat, but Dad never asked you what you like to eat."

"I like to eat oranges the most, but my mother said that if I eat too much oranges, I will get angry, so I won't let me eat more." Xiaohu said aggrieved.

The last question is the number of Xiaohu's shoes. Xiaohu's father looked at what he wrote and then looked at the number on the little tiger's shoes. It turns out that the child's feet have grown so much, but his impression is still so small, shame, self-blame, a wave Another wave of responsible emotions kept hitting his heart, and a layer of white mist suddenly rose in front of him, blocking his vision, and after a long delay, he tried to restrain his red eyes.

In recent years, not to mention buying shoes for the child, he has only accompany him to the playground a handful of times. Apart from giving money, he has really contributed nothing to the family, and he doesn't even know the exact height of the child.

I still remember that when the child was born, he was only as long as his forearm, but in a blink of an eye, he was already so tall, like a little man. It seems that yesterday the child could only lie on the bed and carry the little head that was just erected, but today he can think independently. , Occasionally, I have to fight with him. Yesterday, it seemed that he was still babbling. Today, he can introduce himself fluently in English.

My son has grown up unknowingly in front of me, but I don't know it at all. I am always afraid that I will not be able to keep up with the times. I study hard and expand the company. When I look back, I realize that what I really can't keep up with is my son's footsteps.

As a father, he was severely left behind by his son.

Maybe one day not far away, my son will be taller than him, more knowledgeable than him, and more successful than him. Maybe he will no longer want his father's hug, he will no longer need his father's company, and it doesn't matter anymore. There is no father to attend the birthday party.

At that time, my son will have more friends, be busier, and maybe have a family of his own. This is the growth that everyone has experienced. Maybe at that time, I can only remember the past with photos, just like my son's period at the moment. Just like I wish I could go home earlier, I wish my son could come home often, not for such an expensive gift on his birthday, but just to be able to sit together as a family, just to be able to talk to his son...

Thinking of this, Xiaohu's father took a deep breath, and hot tears welled up in his eyes.

"Xiaohu, Dad is sorry for you."

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