Godly Stay-Home Dad

"Look, look so beautiful!"

Meng Meng went upstairs and downstairs and ran several times, his face was very excited.

"This is not a big deal. After the paradise that Dad has built for you, you will know what is the most beautiful place." Zhang Han smiled and touched the cute little brain.

"Oh, the best is the best." Meng Meng stretched out his small arm and leaned into Zhang Han’s arms.

"What?" Meng Meng had a lot of mouths in Zhang Han’s face.

"Ha ha ha." Zhang Han opened his arms and laughed.

All of this is not to be cute, to see the little princess so happy, Zhang Han’s heart has a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

This happiness, even if Zhang Han once had countless treasures, has never been there.

It turns out that with children, it’s really different. In this kind of life, Zhang Hanhao likes to be obsessed with it. He doesn’t even think about other problems. Even if he can’t cultivate immortals, even if he can’t find treasure, it doesn’t matter. That is enough.

"Hey, hey, I want the toys in the suitcase." Meng Meng came round and swayed and ran to Zhang Han and shouted.

"Well, give you a toy." Zhang Han smiled and shook his head.

Open one of the suitcases, all of them are all kinds of cute toys, with little furry dolls, and some of the living room and bedroom are upstairs and downstairs. In the end, you can reach out wherever you are. When I got the toy, Meng Meng leaked a satisfied smile.

"Go, Meng Meng, Dad takes you to the supermarket." Zhang Han said.

"Well, go to the supermarket, hug, and hold on to Meng Meng." No matter where you go, as long as you are together, Meng Meng is very happy.

Zhang Han picked up the little princess and went out to lock the restaurant door and drove for five minutes to the supermarket not far from the street.

I parked the car. When I got off the bus, there was a disabled person on the street on the side of the supermarket. He was on a four-wheeled skateboard with no legs and one arm. The only hand was holding a small iron basin. Inside. There are scattered loose coins.

"Yeah."

Meng Han, in the arms of Zhang Hanhuai, was shocked when he saw it. He hid his head in the neck of Zhang Han and whispered, "Hey, how is he, how can he not be hand-footed, so pitiful."

"Meng Meng is not afraid."

Zhang Han reached out and touched the sprouting brain, and looked at the man faintly.

"Well, okay..." the man murmured in a low voice.

However, Zhang Hanli did not care, and went straight ahead.

"Meng Meng, we don't want to pity others, because others may not need pity." Zhang Han said softly.

"But....hey...but he has no hands and feet..." Meng Meng said with a small mouth.

"Is he a thing for him? There are no poor people in the world who have no reason for no reason, so if you see such a thing in the future, don't bother." Zhang Han said slowly.

"Oh, I got it."

Zhang Han holds Meng Meng into the supermarket.

The supermarket is a comprehensive shopping mall, the 1-6th floor is a variety of clothing, jewelry monopoly, the seventh floor is gourmet, the eighth floor is the entertainment floor, the supermarket is on the basement level.

From the escalator to the ground, a cart was pushed at the entrance. The cart had a place for the baby to sit. Zhang Han put Meng Meng on the seat and pushed her to start the supermarket.

Oil and salt sauce vinegar must be bought, go to the seasoning area, when passing through the snack area, the cute eyes are bright.

"Hey, I want to eat that, I want this..." Meng Meng pointed to all kinds of potato chips and other snacks.

"Yes, Dad will take it for you." Zhang Hanwei smiled and took a dozen bags of snacks in a row.

This Meng Meng can be happy, Zhang Han has no doubt, if the little princess is in his arms, it must be another ‘what?’

Seeing Meng Meng still wants, Zhang Han shook his head slightly and said in advance: "Well, Meng Meng, snacks can not eat too much, these are enough."

"Amount?" Meng Meng slightly stunned, a small mouth smashed up, the milk said: "Just these? Not enough, not enough to eat."

"When you finish eating, Dad is buying it for you." Zhang Han touched the cute little brain.

"Oh.... Ok." Meng Meng was very difficult to agree.

The little princess is not like a bear child. It doesn't give you the feeling of crying when you buy it. It may also be because Meng Meng has no father since he was young, until he is three years old. Now he is back to his father. Naturally, he is cherished and obedient.

Meng Meng's mood improved very quickly. Without a few steps, she whispered the song and looked very happy.

When I came to the seasoning area, Zhang Han’s eyes glanced back and forth.

He needs to know the spices, but he doesn't know what brand to use.

However, Zhang Han does not care about those, basically what is expensive.

Fuel consumption, cooking wine, seafood soy sauce, soy sauce, white vinegar, vinegar, tomato sauce, bean paste, brown sugar, sugar, thirteen, all kinds of spices Zhang Han took some.

Of course, the main food of rice white noodles does not have to be bought. The new moon mountain has the best rice and wheat in the world.

Soybean oil, salad oil, corn oil, etc. also bought some, plus some garlic, **** and other accessories, this time the purchase of spices is almost the same.

So Zhang Han first settled the account, sent these things back to the car, and went back for a new round of shopping.

This time I bought kitchen utensils.

Pots and pans are of course essential. I bought a small amount of porcelain bowls and chopsticks. Instead, I bought some disposable lunch boxes and disposable chopsticks. If I want to have a guest, I will use them.

And like refrigerator stickers, wall stickers, brooms, mops, towels and towels, and other daily necessities have been selected.

Just when Zhang Han pushed the shopping cart to check out.

In the vegetable area on the left side of the front, a little boy who is almost as big as Meng Meng is sitting in the car. The cart is a glamorous young woman, and a gray-haired old man who looks like a fifties I am picking vegetables.

Picking and picking, suddenly the old man’s face was blue and somewhat dizzy.

The right hand slammed his chest and gasped. The scorpion wanted to cough, but he couldn’t cough. He was so stuffy and sullen. He fell to the ground sideways.

"what!"

The woman made a scream: "Dad, what happened to you? What happened to you? Dad, you wake up..."

The woman panicked and shouted: "Help!"

The other side of the staff immediately ran over, and one of the managers flashed a little anxiously on his face. He said, "Don't move the old man's body, first lick his man's hole, press his chest, fast, I am calling an ambulance now."

During the talk, the man took out his mobile phone and hurriedly called the ambulance.

The two staff members present gave the old man a chest and the other one squatted in the middle of the hole, but the chest was obviously afraid to force and shrink.

The glamorous woman and the little boy cried out in a hurry.

"What to do? What to do......." Even if it was a mother, the glamorous woman was at a loss.

"Hey, hug." Meng Meng was a little scared and stretched out her arms for hugs.

Zhang Han holds Meng Meng into his arms, and the other hand pushes the car forward.

"Hey, what happened to the old grandfather?" Meng Meng asked with a whisper.

"Maybe I am sick."

Zhang Han replied.

Although Zhang Han is only a period of qi training, but through the touch of the hand can also let a little spiritual power transmission, it can be said that he inspected the old man, he knows which part of his body has a problem.

But Zhang Han is not going to care about things.

In the depths of his pupil, there is a lack of indifference to life, just like saying: his life and death have nothing to do with me.

Zhang Hanxiu has been in the past five hundred years. He has seen more lives and deaths. Ordinary people are just the existence of ants. A powerful person can destroy a planet with one palm. There are countless people on the planet. Many people should not die, but they die. The hands of the mighty, just because they are as weak as the ants, life and death are only between the thoughts of the strong.

Although Zhang Han did not do that kind of devastating thing, he still saw some.

When Zhang Tian passed by the crowd, suddenly, the two staff members who gave the old man a chest and a middle hole said:

"He's getting weaker and weaker, his hands and feet are starting to cool, what should I do?"

The manager heard a white face and was a little scared. If it was a human life, if he had no relationship with him, he would be affected.

"I am a doctor, let me see!"

From the outside, a middle-aged man in his forties wearing glasses.

After he spoke, the crowd quickly gave him a way. He walked over to the old man and squatted down, opened his eyelids and looked at the pupil, then felt it under the veins of his wrist and neck, and finally pressed his chest twice. .

His brows gradually wrinkled.

"What happened to my dad? Doctor, what happened to my dad?" said the cold girl crying.

"The situation is not very good, the symptoms may be heart and lung failure, five minutes, the ambulance is not, then ... oh..." The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed.

"Ah!" The glamorous woman made a sorrow and burst into tears.

"Hey, Grandpa, Grandpa..." The little boy in the car finally understood that his grandfather might have passed away, and he cried out with a sad heart. The scene suddenly raised a cool atmosphere. There was a sigh in the crowd from time to time.

Zhang Han is holding Meng Meng and the cart is going forward.

After a few steps, I found that there was no movement at all, so I looked down and suddenly found the sprout that was about to drop my tears.

"Meng Meng..." Zhang Han's mouth was paused. Just as soon as he opened his mouth, Meng Meng's little arm would surround Zhang Han.

"粑粑....." Meng Meng choked and said: "Hey, you have to be healthy, you can't get sick, you can't live without you... they are so pitiful..."

The sprouting eyes of the eyes slipped into tears. It was not because the state of the old man was scary, but that the little boy was sad and looked like a change in his mood.

As everyone knows, it is because of Meng Meng’s tears that the old man’s life was saved.

"Dad will not get sick, rest assured that Meng Meng, okay, don't cry, oh oh." Zhang Han touched the sprouting brain, sinking down, Zhang Han shook his head slightly, softly said: "Meng Meng does not cry, Wouldn't it be good for Dad to wake up the grandfather?"