Almighty Star Daddy

Today is Sunday, the little guy doesn't have to go to school, but there is an open class on Monday morning, and parents need to be present and have a class with the children. In general, open classes are all about handicraft, such as sewing dolls together, or disassembling and assembling toys. Shu Ya is very interested in the education of children. The Golden Sun studied by Xuan Xuan is a very good kindergarten in Beidu. Of course, the fees are also paid. very beautiful.

Han Mo was busy in the kitchen. He washed the dishes he had just finished eating and put them in the cupboard. The little guy was sitting at the dining table with his chin on his hands, watching his father's busy figure.

At this time, Han Mo suddenly remembered that the little guy just said that he was going to go to school for a parent-child open class tomorrow, but he didn't say the content of the class and what to prepare. In her memory, Han Mo couldn't search for the content of the open class, because Xuanxuan had never been with her in parent-child classes before. Her mother was busy, and her father was "busy". Every time she looked at other children and parents Doing handicrafts together is enviable.

"Dad, are you really going to accompany me to the parent-child class tomorrow?" Because before, my father always agreed, but when it came to class, he would find reasons not to go, and the little guy was a little unsure.

Han Mo wiped his hands, walked up to the little guy, and touched the top of her head, "Of course Dad will go. We will go to kindergarten tomorrow, okay?"

Xuanxuan opened her eyes in excitement, and her little face with a little baby fat blossomed with joy.

Han Mo handed the freshly squeezed juice to Xuan Xuan and asked with a smile, "What do you usually do in parent-child classes?"

"The last time I used cotton and fabric to make fruit, the last time I made clothes for dolls, and the last time I made a puzzle." Xuanxuan pouted her pink mouth and tried to recall.

When Han Mo heard this, he snickered in his heart. These are not difficult for him. He is good at it. Han Mo continued to ask gently, "What about this time?"

"Mr. Ding said it was a baking class, making biscuits." The little guy took a gulp of juice after speaking.

Han Mo was stunned for a moment, making biscuits? Although he knows that many people use ovens to make cookies and cakes at home, and he has seen them at friends' houses in the original world, he has only seen them and has never made them himself. Han Mo didn't speak, he thought about it in his heart.

Xuan Xuan saw that her father suddenly stopped talking, her long eyelashes flickered twice, she tilted her head and whispered, "Dad."

Han Mo fondly pinched the little guy's cheek, "Let's go to the supermarket to buy what we need tomorrow."

Before going out, I still dressed up the little princess as usual. The little guy was used to looking beautiful every time he went out with his father. After dressing up, he turned around in front of the mirror and pulled his skirt a little proudly.

At the supermarket, Han Mo pushed the shopping cart and Xuan Xuan followed. Originally, Han Mo wanted to carry Xuan Xuan in the shopping cart and sit, but the little guy refused, saying he wanted to go by himself.

Han Mo later found out that Xuanxuan was afraid of wrinkling the beautiful dress, and the little guy now pays great attention to his own image.

The supermarket is very large and sells a wide range of things. Han Mo is also the first time to buy the ingredients and tools needed for baking, and follow the signs to find them.

Suddenly, the little guy pointed at the bookshelf next to him and said, "Dad, look, it's "The Frog Prince" and "Little Red Riding Hood"."

Han Mo looked at the location where Xuanxuan's little finger was pointing. This area was the children's book area. The bookshelves were filled with storybooks that children liked, and "Little Red Riding Hood" and "The Frog Prince" were placed in the most conspicuous places. Both books are covered with transparent film on the outside, and the packaging is very delicate.

Just as Han Mo was about to take it down and take a look, the woman beside him took the lead.

"Aiya, Dad Xuanxuan, you also take your child to the supermarket." The woman greeted Han Mo warmly with the book in her hand.

Han Mo had an impression of her, she was the mother of Wang Xiaohu in Xuanxuan's class, and he nodded politely.

Wang Xiaohu's mother saw that Xuanxuan pointed to the book just now, and said carelessly, "These two picture books,

Although there are in the school, but the children love to read it, we have to buy another copy to keep them at home. "

Han Mo nodded in agreement, but said nothing.

Xiaohu's mother continued, "Hey, I don't know if you have read these two books, but I have read them myself. To tell you the truth, I took great pains to educate my children. No matter how busy I am at work, I have to pay attention to my children. See what books they like to read."

Han Mo smiled and politely just listened.

Xiaohu's mother usually tells other mothers that they don't like to listen to them. Today, she finally caught Han Mo and wanted to brag about her parenting experience. She continued to say, "The authors of these two books are amazing. You can use two simple stories to tell the profound truth, I won't say much about his painter, and you may not understand it, after all, you are not an artist, I still know a little bit."

She paused for a while and continued, "Little Red Riding Hood" is about these children who must listen to their parents and are not allowed to talk to strangers when they go out. "The Frog Prince" is to tell them that making friends cannot be judged by their appearance. Father Xuan Xuan , do you think I'm right?" Xiaohu's mother was very satisfied with her own perception, and she was a little chatter about things related to the child.

Before buying anything, Han Mo didn't want to waste more time, so he said with a smile, "Yes."

Xuanxuan pouted and held her father's shirt, "These two books were originally..."

Han Mo fondly touched the top of the little guy's head and winked. Xuan Xuan knew that her father didn't want her to speak, so she pouted and said nothing.

Xiaohu's mother wanted to say something, but Han Mo said first, "We still need to buy something, so let's go first." Han Mo nodded with a smile and took Xuanxuan away.

Xiaohu's mother held the book pestle in place, "You don't want to buy your books anymore."

Han Mo and Xuanxuan had walked some distance, but after hearing Xiaohu's mother's last words, Xuanxuan pouted and said in disapproval, "Come on, we have the original painting by my father at home."

Han Mo smiled and pinched the little guy's pink face.

This is really a big purchase. Han Mo searched for the materials needed to make biscuits on his mobile phone. The kindergarten will prepare some for tomorrow's parent-child class, but parents also need to prepare some for emergencies. He didn't know what the school would prepare, anyway, he bought everything that could be used.

It's time to finish the meal when you bring the big and small bags home. Although Han Mo is not good at baking, he is a good cook. He used to live alone for so many years and cultivated a good cooking skill. I thought about opening a small restaurant after retirement.

The little guy is watching cartoons. Han Mo is busy in the kitchen by himself. Soon three dishes and one soup are ready. The meat and vegetables are matched. Before eating by himself, the taste would be heavier. Now when he cooks for Xuanxuan, Han Mo tries his best not to. Add seasonings to keep the flavor of the ingredients.

Xuanxuan's father's cooking was a novelty at first, surprised and excited, but now he is used to it. In his small heart, his father is so capable and can do everything.

The night always passed quickly. After eating with Xuanxuan, tidying up the kitchen, and being pestered by the little guy to talk about "Little Red Riding Hood" all night, it was bedtime after taking a shower.

The little guy was lying on the bed still holding Han Mo's arm, clamoring to tell a story, and only listened to "Little Red Riding Hood", because when Little Red Riding Hood was published, Xuan Xuan was with her mother and didn't hear the story told by her father for the first time. Willing to, today I shouted to hear enough. This is not an excessive requirement, Han Mo naturally fulfills the little guy's wishes seriously.

It wasn't until Xuanxuan fell asleep sweetly with a satisfied smile on her pink face that Han Mo gently pulled out his arm, put the quilt back on, pecked the little guy's forehead gently, then got up and closed it. The lamp left the room.

Han Mo has a more important thing to do, practice making cookies.

The bright moonlight shone into the room through the window. Han Mo used his mobile phone to find out how to make biscuits. Today, he deliberately bought some more materials for his own practice at night. Follow the steps in the recipe, weigh, add, Knead the noodles, use molds to make various shapes...

It wasn't until the hour and minute hands of the watch coincided to point to 12 o'clock that Han Mo glanced at his results before turning off the light in the kitchen.