Chapter 572

In fact, Xiaohu's father doesn't have a taste in his heart. Although Xiaohu is a boy who speaks stupidly, what he says is also stabbing his heart. His son also advised him not to play more mobile phones, which is bad for his eyes.

But I always play with my mobile phone, and no one cares. I promised my son to play football from spring to summer and from summer to autumn. I'm really ashamed to think of it.

Xiaohu's father thought of himself, looked at Mengmeng's father again, sighed with empathy, and then patted him on the shoulder.

Mengmeng's father tried to control his emotions. Mengmeng's words gave all dads a great feeling. In fact, the children's requirements were very simple. They just took some time to play with them, build blocks, tell stories and play football. That's what they asked, but dads couldn't do.

One by one, the children talked about their expectations for their father. Some children had strong expression ability and said they were happy, while others were a little nervous and wanted to be close to and afraid of their father.

Finally, Xuanxuan appeared. The little guy was in a different state from other children. He had a bright smile on his face at the beginning. It can be seen that the smile came from his heart.

Han didn't see it was a little guy, and he couldn't help smiling

"Dad, I love you." The little guy's clear voice is very loud in the classroom. She is the only child who said Dad I love you.

Han Mo was also a little surprised. The little guy started with this sentence, but he was very happy. To tell the truth, he was a little proud.

"Dad, what I want to tell you most is that thank you for being so busy and spending so much time with me. I asked grandma what Dad did after I fell asleep? Grandma told me that my father would start working after I fell asleep. Dad, I will go to bed early in the future, so that you can work and rest early. " The little guy's fleshy face was always full of laughter.

Xiaohu's father and Mengmeng's father are familiar with Han mo. Xiaohu's father always feels that he is very busy at work. He handles so many things in the company and wants to relax when he comes home, so he just sits on the sofa and plays games.

Mengmeng's father is in the rising stage of his career. In order to consolidate his position, he can climb to a higher position, so he often works overtime.

But they also know what Han Mo's job is. He wants to take charge of the whole sichen media, deal with all kinds of affairs related to the company, his own career, make movies, plan programs and other things, but he has time to do so much for his children at home.

They are busy, indeed, but is Han Mo busy?

The answer is No.

Can you spare some time with your children? No more. There is definitely an hour to come back from work every day. But they all spend this time doing other things.

Those things that they once thought were more important than accompanying their children.

When the video ended, every child in the class recorded a video and said their wishes. The wishes of children are difficult for them to achieve, but for parents, it is not the simplest thing.

Time is where the heart is.

Wang Lei didn't say much, but silently turned off the big screen. The children have expressed the best content, and adults don't need to read it anymore.

Every father has his own ideas in his heart. The role of father in the growth of children is huge, and the growth of every child is irreversible. Fathers should not miss this most precious time.

After the parents' meeting, the fathers left the kindergarten with different thoughts.

As soon as Xiaohu's father came out of the door, he took out his mobile phone, "son, have you had dinner? Not finished yet? Eat quickly, then warm up and let your mother take out my treasured football. Ha ha, don't shout first. I'll play football with you every day in the future. Yo Ho, I won't accept it. Your father and I were on the primary school football team. If you don't believe it, ask your mother. Come on, eat quickly, and then simply warm up. "

Hang up the phone. Father tiger's smiling face looks more round. He can't help moving under his feet, beating twice and saying to himself, "I haven't moved for too long. My legs and feet can't work."

Mengmeng's father also took out his mobile phone. Just at the parents' meeting, he turned it to mute and didn't look at the mobile phone. At the moment, the mobile phone is full of missed calls and text messages.

He glanced at them roughly. They were all from the company. Mengmeng's father paused on the missed call and dialed one of the numbers.

"I'm not going back to the company today... You handle it yourself. I'll do it tomorrow when I have a problem. Well, yes... I'll go home with my daughter."

Mengmeng's father didn't say much, so he just hung up.

Yueyan's father walked to the bookstore near the kindergarten, looked for something on the bookshelf of children's books, and finally reached out and pulled out a book to read.

Han Mo went home very quickly. He wanted to see what the little guy was doing at home. Was he looking forward to his parents' meeting and reporting back to her.

Whether you are a company boss or an ordinary employee outside, you will become particularly pretentious in front of your children and always think of something you will feel childish in retrospect.

As soon as the key was inserted into the keyhole, it made a weak sound. A little rabbit who had long stood up and listened to the sound rushed out of his small room.

When Han Mo opened the door, the little guy just ran to the door and jumped into his arms without any preparation.

Han Mo seemed to suddenly remember something, holding the little guy and asked, "Xuanxuan, do you remember what you said in the first sentence when recording the kindergarten video?"

The little guy was stunned for a moment. The little brain ran fast, recalled what he said, and then nodded, "what Xuanxuan said is, Dad, I love you."

"I love you too, baby!" Han Mo's forehead rubbed against the little guy's forehead.

The little guy originally thought of that sentence and said it entirely to answer his father's question, but Han Mo actually wanted to listen to it again. That sentence smelled beautiful again.

Shu Ya also came out of the small room. In fact, she was just telling a story to the child, but it was obvious that the little guy was absent-minded and thought about his father. At the moment, Shu Ya whitened Han Mo's eyes and looked jealous.

"Just now you couldn't get through. Meng Si called me and asked you what to sing in the next program. Did you think about it? He wanted to listen to the sample in advance."

Han Mo smiled and said, "the song is ready. There is no sample. If he wants to listen, he will listen to the program."