The little guy looked up his head very seriously, and there was a positive look in his big eyes.

Shu Qiang didn't expect that such a small child would say such warm words. He was stunned, stopped and spoiled the child's head.

"Grandpa is not tired, thank you, Xuanxuan."

The little guy's chubby face showed a bright smile, "if Grandpa is tired, he must tell Xuanxuan."

Shu Qiang squatted down with a smile and said, "OK, Grandpa will tell Xuanxuan if he is tired."

Xuanxuan nodded.

The winter in southern Jiangsu is wet and cold. The winter wind in the south is not as strong as that in the north, but it also has a slight chill.

An old man and a small man walked hand in hand on the sidewalk in southern Jiangsu. There were vehicles passing rapidly on the road. People with hurried and indifferent faces were only with sweet smiles on their faces.

Shu Qiang took the little guy's fleshy hand and carefully took her to the direction of a kindergarten in the city. He was holding not only his four-year-old granddaughter, but also a responsibility.

Xuanxuan took grandpa's warm hand and thought that she must protect Grandpa. In her heart, grandpa is not only her mother's father, but also her closest person. He always gives her good things, cares about her and loves her.

"Let's take a look and go back. Your parents should be worried after a long time." Shu Qiang came out with his children and felt guilty, so he thought of going back early. Fortunately, the distance is not very far.

Since the last time Xuanxuan came out of the kindergarten her mother had read, she would stand in front of the hospital window every day, look at the direction of the kindergarten with Grandpa, and then listen to Grandpa tell her mother's childhood stories. The little guy was very excited when she heard these stories similar to those she had experienced.

It turned out that when my mother was a child, she also wanted to get little safflower. It turned out that my mother would cry because she didn't get little safflower, and she would also do manual homework. They were all the same as Xuanxuan.

The little guy was more and more happy, holding grandpa's hand tightly again.

......

Shuya hasn't returned to southern Jiangsu for many years. Many streets have changed. Han Mo and Shuya are not in the same district. They haven't been to the first kindergarten in southern Jiangsu. They also inquire while walking.

Shuya was worried and her tone was anxious. She didn't know how Han Mo guessed, but she still wanted to determine the accuracy of the guess. "How did you know my father would take his children to the city first child."

"When my uncle asked Dr. Liu if he could go out for a walk, it was because Xuanxuan proposed to go to the kindergarten you had read. Later, the old man didn't mention going out again. I thought it was over. Today is my negligence." Han Mo still blamed himself, because he had a hunch that the old man's character would not be obedient. He paid close attention to him these days. How can he relax his vigilance today.

Shuya won't blame Han Mo for this. She doesn't say that Han Mo tried his best to take care of her father. Before this, Han Mo was aware of it and told her about it, but she always said that he was distracted, sensitive and didn't take it seriously.

Although Shuya doesn't blame Han Mo, she is still worried about the old and the young. It's impossible to get lost. My father will never be lost in southern Jiangsu. She's just afraid of his body.

Han Mo saw Shu Ya's worry and hurriedly comforted, "uncle's physical quality is very good. In fact, he can be discharged from the hospital. Regular review is OK, but Doctor Liu didn't let him leave the hospital for the sake of insurance."

Shuya knew in her heart that although she said so, she was a patient with a child after all. How can this make people not worry.

Shuya doesn't want to blame her father, but she still can't help feeling that her father is too willful and childish.

The kindergarten is not far from the hospital, but Shuya feels that she is far away now. She just wants to walk faster.

The old man led Xuanxuan. He didn't walk fast, but he was familiar with the road. He saw that the first kindergarten in southern Jiangsu was not far away.

"Yuxuan, look, that's the kindergarten your mother read when she was a child." The little guy stared. The buildings in the distance were different from the golden sun kindergarten she read. There were not so many colorful patterns, nor many children and parents.

"But why is there no one at the gate of the kindergarten?" The little guy asked strangely.

Shu Qiang replied with a smile, "because this kindergarten is too old, so we want to move to a better place. There are no children going to school here."

"Will my kindergarten move away when Xuanxuan grows up?" The little guy asked grandpa seriously. She didn't want to move out of the kindergarten.

"It's not necessarily. Maybe when Xuanxuan is as old as Grandpa, Xuanxuan's kindergarten is still there, so don't worry about that now."

The little guy nodded vaguely.

"Mom used to wait at the door every day for grandpa to pick her up from school?"

"Of course."

"Can mother also perform singing and dancing?"

"Of course."

"Does mother like painting?"

Shu Qiang thought, "your mother prefers dancing to painting. Every time the children perform, she will stand in the middle of the first row."

Shuqiang suddenly thought of many things about Shuya when she was a child, her proud look when she danced, and the pride in Shuqiang's heart when the teacher praised Shuya in front of him.

Although more than 20 years have passed, it seems like what happened yesterday.

Shu Qiang couldn't help smiling.

The little guy looked up and just saw grandpa's smiling expression. He looked forward to it more. "Grandpa, let's go quickly."

The master and sun subconsciously accelerated their pace.

Ten meters

Five meters

One meter

When Shu Qiang was standing at the gate of the kindergarten, the scene of more than 20 years ago suddenly appeared in front of him.

But at that time, Shuya's little hand was holding, and now Xuanxuan was holding.

The city's first kindergarten was the best kindergarten in southern Jiangsu in those days, but now it looks a little old. The cartoons painted on the wall are not as bright as before because of the wind, sun and rain, and the fence of the yard is also dilapidated.

"Dad, will you pick me up tonight? Students say my father is the strongest. "

"Dad, I want to ride around your neck."

"Dad, I got two little red flowers today. Now I'm the child with the largest number of little red flowers in the class. The teacher asked the parents to sign on the little book. Will you sign it for me?"

Shu Qiang's heart suddenly tightened. What Shu Ya had told him, her intimate interaction with him, and her smiling little expression reappeared in front of Shu Qiang like a movie.

At that time, Shuya always looked very proud, because her father could swing her with one hand. You can let her ride around her neck and walk home. Every time at the gate of the kindergarten, Shuya will look very arrogant and win the envious eyes of the children.

Also because of Shuya's excellence, Shuqiang likes to sign her little book. Her daughter has the largest number of small and medium-sized safflowers in the class. As a father, her pride at that time was not inferior to that when she got an advanced model.

Shu Qiang is completely immersed in memories.

Suddenly there was a familiar voice behind him.

"Dad!"