Waiting for the day when my grandparents finally came to Beidu, summer came to an end, and it was getting late and late. The fish belly was just white in the sky. The little guy sat up from bed and searched in the small wardrobe.

Han Mo was cooking. When he heard the sound in the room, he came into the room and saw a little man with messy hair looking through the wardrobe.

"Yuxuan, I got up so early." Han Mo didn't go inside. He stood at the door and looked at the little guy's back.

Xuanxuan was busy. She just gave a "um" sound, and then her eyes opened wide as if she suddenly saw something.

"Found it."

Because the season was about to change, Han Mo put away some of the little guy's summer skirts and changed some autumn clothes. It is still in the transition season between summer and autumn. It is very hot during the day and a little cold in the morning and evening.

Han Mo looked inside and wanted to see what happened. The little guy pulled out a red dress. "Dad, Xuanxuan is going to wear this dress today and wait for her grandparents."

"Why?" This skirt was just folded and put away not long ago, because it is sleeveless and relatively thin. It is OK in midsummer and is about to fall. It is no longer suitable for wearing. Today, the little guy rummaged through the boxes and cabinets just to find this skirt, so he was a little puzzled.

The little guy measured the skirt on himself, with a bright smile on his face, "because grandpa said that Xuanxuan looks best in this skirt."

Han Mo couldn't help laughing at Xuanxuan's little adult expression, rubbed her head, made her already messy hair more messy, pretended to be jealous and said, "my father also said that Xuanxuan looks good in everything."

"So Xuanxuan can wear anything with her father, but when Grandpa comes, Xuanxuan will wear this skirt." The little guy's tone is very serious and the logic is very clear.

Han Mo was surprised at the child's reaction speed. No one taught her these words. Why is her brain so clear? Han Mo didn't know how to answer.

Han Mo pinched the little guy's fleshy face, "OK, I'll wear this skirt today, but I'll put on a short sleeved shawl outside."

Xuanxuan nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"What about the hairstyle? Are there any requirements? " Han Mo cut the child's long messy hair by hand. The little guy always likes to roll around in bed when sleeping. Pillows are furnishings for her, so her hair is always in a mess when she gets up in the morning.

The little guy looked back at his little face and was seriously thinking about the questions raised by his father. After thinking for a while, he said, "Grandpa seems to have never said about his hairstyle."

Han Mo smiled. He suddenly found that when chatting with children, he sometimes wanted to treat her as an adult, but sometimes he still wanted to treat her as a child. He always had to change roles all the time and treat the little guy as a child. When she was cold, she came to an adult word, which caught people off guard, but when she was an adult, he always said some children's words, which made people cry and laugh.

All morning, Xuanxuan spent her time preparing to meet her grandparents.

This time, the old couple will live in Beidu for a longer time than before, so they bring more things. Han Mo repeatedly asked to pick them up, but the old man was very stubborn and didn't need to say no.

In fact, it's inconvenient for Han Mo to toss back and forth with his children. The most important thing is that he doesn't want his children to follow him to the railway station. There are many people and clutter.

Although Southern Jiangsu is not as prosperous as northern Jiangsu, the structure of the city is roughly the same. Last time, they can find their own son's home. This time, they are familiar with the old couple.

Xuanxuan prepared for a long time to meet her grandparents. Although she expected them twice, the first time was with anxiety and uneasiness. She hadn't seen them at that time. She didn't know what her grandparents were like. But this time it's different. Grandpa and grandma are the people who love Xuanxuan most except mom and dad. The little guy can't wait to see them.

Han Jun dragged two large suitcases. Although most of the roads were flat, he also needed to lift them in places where there were occasional ditches and bumps.

The old man is stubborn. Chen Yuehong wants to help and is always stopped.

"If your son wants to pick us up, you have to disagree. There are so many things. Ouch, be careful of your waist." Chen Yuehong nagged as she walked.

"Son, can you pick it up alone? The railway station is so messy. Don't let children go. " Han Jun didn't stop. He carried the two boxes to the steps and continued to pull forward.

Chen Yuehong said to call a taxi. Han Jun disagreed. He said that it would take at least an hour on the road in a traffic jam. He might as well take the subway. Chen Yuehong had no way to get up with his stubborn temper. Finally, the two chose the subway.

It did avoid the risk of traffic jam, but the direct difficulty was that there was more distance to go, and the old man was panting and dragging the box.

Of course, he knows that his waist is not good. It's a long way to go by subway. Many places need to be carried. It's convenient to take a taxi directly to the community, but it takes time. He doesn't want to waste any more time on the road. His little granddaughter said yesterday that he misses his grandfather, and he can think about it.

Already at the door, Chen Yuehong just wanted to raise her hand and ring the doorbell.

"Wait a minute, what's the hurry?" Han Jun whispered to stop Chen Yuehong's action.

"You're not always in a hurry. If you don't even take a taxi, you're afraid of traffic jam." Chen Yuehong said puzzled.

Han Jun didn't talk much, so he stroked his messy hair behind his head. The old man was a typical artist with a big back. He didn't care much about the image and was a little gray. Beidu specially dyed it with his wife when he came back.

Han Jun felt that his image was OK. He put his hands back on the handle of the box, cleared his throat and whispered, "press it."

Chen Yuehong rolled her eyes and rang the doorbell.

Hearing the doorbell, Han Mo hurried to open the door. He was as anxious as last time, but this time the little guy didn't hide behind his father, but rushed into his grandfather's arms.

As soon as Chen Yuehong and Han Jun entered the door, the little guy gathered around. Recently, there are only two things that deserve her to show off. One is that the painting was selected by teacher Ding and exhibited in the whole kindergarten. This can only be told to her grandfather when she went to kindergarten. At the moment, she has another thing to show off.

The little guy took out a photo album from the drawer. For Xuanxuan, it was a little heavy. She tried hard to move it out.

Chen Yuehong and Han Jun didn't pay attention to the little guy's action. When they saw her, Xuanxuan had moved the big album.

"Wow, Xuanxuan, what is this?" Chen Yuehong saw her granddaughter struggling with the album and took it.

"This is a photo album of my father and I, parent-child photos. Grandpa and grandma, do I look good? " Xuanxuan took a photo for the first time. Since she got it back, she didn't know how many times she had looked through it. She liked each one.

"Let me see." Han Jun said.

Chen Yuehong took the photo album and sat next to Han Jun. the little guy also jumped onto the sofa and sat next to his grandfather.

Han Jun looked at the album, his expression gradually became serious, turned the last page, as if he remembered something, and looked at his wife.

Han Mo cut fruit in the kitchen and heard the dialogue between the child and his grandparents. He had long guessed that the little guy would move out the photo album to show off. He came out with a fruit tray.

"Mom and Dad, what are you going to do?"

Chen Yuehong and Han Jun both changed clothes and wanted to go out.

Chen Yuehong suddenly smiled, "we decided to take Xuanxuan to take a set of parent-child photos." Then he smiled again.

Han Jun picked up Xuanxuan and said spoiled, "Grandpa will take you to take parent-child photos every year until you grow up."

Han Mo didn't expect that they would suddenly come up with this idea, and the action was so fast that he hurriedly said, "take a break and go again."

"Finish shooting early and take the film early." Chen Yuehong said casually.

Xuanxuan nodded her head.

"I'll go with you, that address..." before Han Mo finished, Chen Yuehong, who was changing shoes, suddenly raised a business card.

"Ha ha, this is the business card of the photography consultant. It's in the photo album. There's an address and a phone number on it. Don't worry."

Han Mo wanted to say something. Before he could say it, he said, "bye, Dad." Two old and one young happily went out of the door.