Chapter 571

Each of the dads had a painting in his hand. At first, everyone didn't think about the content of the painting. Later, under the guidance of Wang Lei, they took their seats in the content of the painting.

When I couldn't see the child dropping his notes, I thought about how I looked in the child's heart, and even chose the paintings I thought were right.

Wang Lei looked at all the dads and smiled kindly. "Now dads can turn over the picture in your hand and have a look at the names behind. Are you all right.

Han Mo knew that the child didn't write his name after painting, and said that the teacher asked not to write his name, so he didn't care. Now think about it, all these were arranged in advance, just to let the fathers choose finally, so he deliberately wrote the child's name behind.

Han Mo knew that what he was holding must be the little guy's painting, but he turned over the drawing paper like all his fathers. Han Zhixuan's name was written in the lower right corner of the back.

To Han Mo's surprise, all his fathers chose their children's paintings correctly. He thought that after seeing the name, because he chose the wrong one, some parents might exchange the paintings with each other, but there was none.

In fact, all fathers know how much they have paid for their children and what they will do when they go home.

So at the moment, the look on the face of some fathers is not very natural. Some fathers like playing cards, and the children really draw the appearance of playing cards. Although the paintings are more abstract, the children's imagination is amazing. They can see that they are playing cards at a glance.

Originally, Xiaohu's father felt a little ashamed because his son painted him lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. He quietly buttoned the picture on his chest for fear of being seen by others.

But he wanted to see others. He quietly looked at his father on the left and his father on the right. He couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth.

There are four people in the picture in the father's hand on the left. They sit around a table. The table is not food, but small squares. Father Xiaohu secretly laughs. It seems that this brother often plays mahjong.

He glanced at the right side and almost laughed. In the picture, a little man was facing the computer with a headset. The child also painted rich colors on the screen. The computer screen also painted a figure like a little man. Looking at his father's expression and wearing a headset, he knew that this man was not working. He should be playing computer games.

Xiaohu's father smiled and shook his head, thinking that it seems that everyone can't go anywhere, not just himself.

He leaned forward and just caught the picture in Han Mo's hand. He was surprised, "Xiao Han, there are so many paintings by Xiao Xuanxuan in your family.

A full page of paper came into the eyes of Xiaohu's father. Look carefully again. The drawing paper was divided into several small areas, including cooking, playing with children, braiding children, and working.

Xiaohu's father looked surprised, "Xiaohan, do you do so many things every day?" His eyes went from cooking and braiding to playing with the children. In Xiaohu's father's heart, the time to go home passed quickly. It was night to play a few games. Often he didn't know when Xiaohu went to bed.

"It seems that every father is very clear about his image in the eyes of his children." Wang Lei always has a kind smile on his face when he speaks.

Although this sentence has no emotional color, each father's face shows a different expression.

Although some dads don't play with their children at home, many dads are very serious and responsible for their children. In their children's paintings, some dads play football with their children, some read books with their children, and some watch cartoons together.

When you look at yourself, you will also look at others. You are painted by your children playing mobile phones, games and cards. Parents also feel that they have no light on their face, but it is really what they do. They can only hide the painting silently from others.

He often plays with his children at home. His face is gratified and proud, and he is not afraid that his paintings will be seen by others. However, if you never play with your children at home, the expression on your face becomes complex. Some are ashamed, some are embarrassed, and some simply turn the picture into a bucket and don't want to be seen.

The dads all walked back to their seats with pictures in their hands.

Wang Lei didn't say much. He just winked at Ding rou.

Ding Rou walks to the computer. An image appears on the big screen in front of the classroom.

The first is a typesetting, "what do you want to say to Dad most?"

The first thing that appears on the screen is Xiaohu.

"I hope my father doesn't always play games. If he plays games, he also wants me to play with him, but my mother says playing games is bad for my eyes, and Dad, don't always play games, it's bad for my eyes. Shall we play football? Ruirui said his father always plays football with him. You haven't been with me once. "

Then there was le Yan.

"Dad, can you stop reading books I can't understand in the future? I also want to read your books, but you always say, I can't understand. Can you read a book I can understand with me? I want to hear your story. "

This video was recorded before the parents' meeting. The children all know that the fathers will see it. The teacher said that they gave their father suggestions. They can say what they really want.

Meng Meng appeared on the screen. Her eyes were red. It seemed that she had been struggling for a long time before she decided to say the next words.

"I hope dad can play with me." Mengmeng kept rubbing her skirt with her little hands, "Dad, I really envy Xuanxuan, because she can always tell us about her and her father happily. Every time I want to play with you, you say to accompany me when I'm busy, but I can't wait until you're busy, so I fall asleep unconsciously. I hate myself. Why did I fall asleep and why didn't I wait for my father all the time? It must be my father who wanted to play with me after he was busy, but I missed it when I fell asleep. "

Mengmeng choked when she spoke. Sometimes she looked down at her toes and sometimes looked up at the camera.

When Mengmeng's father saw the picture, he felt a burst of guilt. At this moment, when he saw Mengmeng's video, a stream of sadness surged into his heart. Mengmeng has always been very sensible and has never put forward any excessive requirements. Even if it is a small request, he always prevaricated with his work. Mengmeng has never been distressed, but just left silently.

Mengmeng's video continues. A voice with a crying voice says in the video, "Dad, I'll be waiting for you in the future. If we don't fall asleep in advance, we can build blocks together. " Although she had already cried, Mengmeng squeezed out a big smile on her face when she finished her last sentence.

It's just such a small request. He just wants to play with his father once, but Mengmeng's father has never been satisfied. He always says that he is busy at work and wants Mengmeng to find his mother.

Guilt and self blame filled all the emotions of Mengmeng's father. He pushed his glasses up slightly and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Mengmeng never complained about his father, but blamed himself for falling asleep and didn't wait for his father.

In fact, Mengmeng's father knew that he was just prevaricating. Even after he was busy, he didn't go to Mengmeng's room to see if she was asleep.

Han Mo looks at Mengmeng's father, and his heart becomes complicated.