Almighty Star Daddy

The little guy just rode on his father's neck, swaggering through the city all the way, with a great air, in order to show his tallness, he kept his eyes on him.

This trick is really ruthless. Kindergarten children, even those in the big class, are only over six years old. If they want to hug them, there is actually no problem.

But it is difficult, too difficult to put the child on his neck directly like Han Mo.

On the one hand, Han Mo's physical fitness is indeed very good. If he hadn't disclosed that he had a daughter, no one would have believed that he was already a father. The average age of the fathers in the kindergarten is also in their thirties. They are fat in middle age, do not pay attention to exercise and maintenance, and even climb a few more stairs and feel out of breath. They can only flinch from the movements of Han Mo. Sigh silently, it's nice to be young.

It's just that the children don't know what their fathers are thinking, and they look forward to their father with longing eyes.

But the fathers can only keep changing the subject, dodging the eyes of the children, and complaining in their hearts about Han Mo's random acrobatics...

Han Mo didn't know the jealous eyes of those fathers behind him, but he just carried Xuanxuan steadily to prevent her from falling off.

"Father, let me down." The little guy's soft voice sounded above Han Mo's head.

Han Mo originally wanted to walk forward for a while, but this distance was nothing to Han Mo, the little guy's weight was far worse than his usual exercise in the gym.

"Don't you want to go for a while?" Han Mo didn't let the little guy down immediately, but asked her again.

After the little guy glanced at him, a smug expression appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I'm not leaving, let me down quickly, Dad."

In fact, Xuanxuan loves her father very much. In her little heart, her father is better than the children's fathers. They can't ride on her father's neck, but she can, which is very proud. But he is also heavy, the little guy is afraid that his father will be tired.

As long as you earn face in front of the children, it's fine, and you can't tire Dad out.

What she wanted was to feel sorry for her father, but she didn't know that her father was actually more important than she thought. This weight was too simple.

Han Mo didn't know that his daughter came down because he cared about him, so he followed what his daughter said, and put her back on the ground from the neck.

just walked home

Han Mo took the little guy's little hand and walked to the door, when he heard the voices of the family arguing.

The voice was a bit loud, Han Mo quickly inserted the key and opened the door.

"What's wrong with Han Xin? I think Han Xin is good." Shu Qiang said loudly, wearing reading glasses and holding a dictionary in his hand.

Han Jun frowned and waved his hands vigorously, "No, no, absolutely no. How can there be a girl with such a name, and Han Xin didn't end well in the future, so try not to have the same name as a famous person in history."

"You also know that this is a historical celebrity, that is an outstanding military strategist in history. What's wrong with having the same name." Shu Qiang continued to argue hard.

Han Jun felt that he couldn't complain about Shu Qiang. Anyway, this name must not be used, absolutely not.

Liu Huijuan and Chen Yuehong looked at each other. In fact, they didn't want the child's name, but they could only say it was bad, and they couldn't argue with Shu Qiang.

"I can't do it if I say no." Han Jun waved his hand vigorously again, with a firm attitude.

Shu Ya sat on the sofa and patted her stomach helplessly watching this "war" without gunpowder.

The little guy in the belly seemed to be eavesdropping on the movement outside, and felt the mother's helplessness, and sympathized with the mother very much, kicked his feet in Shu Ya's belly, and stretched his little arms.

Feeling the fetal movement, Shu Ya smiled and said to her stomach, "What? Do you also think this name is not good?"

In the end, Shu Ya and Han Mo had to decide what the name was. The old people were just worrying about it. Shu Ya didn't stop them immediately because she didn't want them to be unhappy now, but she was already blushing because of a "Han Xin".

Shu Ya smiled and touched her belly, which was actively expressing her protest, and said softly, "Now try to choose three characters for the name, two characters are easy to duplicate the name, so don't allow it."

As soon as the words fell, the fierce quarrel suddenly quieted down.

Shu Qiang originally wanted to talk about it, so he took a dictionary and explained the meaning of the word "letter" to them, but when he heard what his daughter said, he was stunned for a moment, took off his reading glasses, looked at Shu Ya, "Really? Don't you give your name to the account?"

Shuya nodded.

The same name Shu Qiang knew that in their era, everyone used popular characters, and they all ended up with the same name. There were several Liu Yang and several Liu Chang in a class, and it was easier to have two characters with the same name. A name is originally a symbol of a person. If the symbol is always easy to repeat, the degree of recognition will become low, which will affect the aesthetic feeling. In the end, it can only become Big Liu Yang, Little Liu Yang, Big Liu Chang, and Little Liu Chang.

Shu Qiang's attitude was not so tough, and the hand holding the dictionary was slowly put down, just behind his back with the hand holding the reading glasses, thoughtfully. "That's Han Zixin?"

"No no no."

"no!"

"no."

When Han Mo pushed open the door, he saw that everyone in the living room except Shu Qiang waved their hands vigorously and said no.

"Grandpa? What's wrong?" The little guy ran to the center of everyone, blinking his big eyes at grandpa.

Shu Qiang gently touched the top of the little guy's head, "They are all against grandpa, grandpa is naming your little sister."

"Wow~" The little guy opened his eyes wide, the black pupils were shining like stars, and Xuanxuan was looking forward to everything related to the little sister.

The little guy walked to his mother, sat down carefully, and gently approached his mother's belly with his small body, listening to the movement in his belly with his little ears.

She was afraid that she would scare her little sister, so she didn't dare to get too close, there was still a little distance from her mother's belly, but the little guy's ears were erected high, and she could hear every little movement. The little baby in the womb also seemed to feel that her sister was coming, and it was extremely jubilant in the mother's womb.

After a while of a left hook, and a while of a right hook, Shu Ya's stomach can clearly see his movement trajectory.

"Mom, look, the little sister must be very happy to know that we are naming her." Every time she sees the little sister moving in her mother's belly, Xuanxuan will be very happy, and she will be very careful, even loudly. I was afraid of disturbing my little sister when I spoke.

"The child must be resisting. How could grandpa think of such an ugly name? It is absolutely impossible. Don't call it this name." Han Jun shrugged his shoulders.

"Then what do you call it? Don't think I don't know. You have been looking through the dictionary these days. Have you found a good name?" Shu Qiang glanced at Han Jun unconvinced.

Han Mo no longer cared about their daily disputes. He didn't want to participate or stop him. He walked to Shu Ya's side silently, sat down on the other side of her, and caressed her belly carefully.

Han Jun was indeed thinking of a name these two days, but he really couldn't think of it. Either one is good, but he thinks that none is good, and he has committed cancer.

Han Jun was about to refute Shu Qiang with something, when he suddenly saw Han Mo on the sofa as if he had nothing to do with himself, and said, "It's not that I didn't find a good name, I just want to leave the important matter of choosing a name to the child's father, Han Mo."

All eyes were on Han Mo.

Han Mo, "..."

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