Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the crowded crowds, the quiet village is another world, the morning light shines on the earth between the blue sky and white clouds, because there are no more entertainment facilities, and the people who live here are more accustomed to going to bed early and waking up early.

The chicks came out early to forage for food, and a few golden round and fluffy chicks followed the hens.

Xuanxuan quickly integrated into the life of the countryside, going to bed early and waking up early, without Han Mo worrying about it at all.

Everything in the yard was so new to her, and the most attractive thing was the chickens, she just wanted to follow behind them, but the closer the little ones followed, the faster the chickens ran.

Xuanxuan and the chickens are like this, you chased me around the yard a few times, Han Mo sat in the rattan chair not far away, looking at everything in front of him gently, a trace of warmth flashed in his eyes, for some reason, the quiet courtyard, a few free-range chickens, actually made him feel very comfortable.

"It's nice to have such a yard when you're old. Han Mo seemed to have a picture of growing vegetables with Shu Ya after he got old, feeding the chickens, and climbing the mountain leisurely, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

"Dad, what you say is not bad. The little guy failed to chase the chicken, and ran to his father panting.

Han Mo rubbed the top of the little guy's head, didn't answer his daughter's words directly, and diverted the topic and asked, "Did you catch the chicken?"

As soon as the little guy heard this question, he pouted, his face full of displeasure, "The little chicken is not well-behaved, and he doesn't play with Xuanxuan." After saying that, I was unwilling to watch that no one was chasing after the chicks who had returned to a leisurely state.

In fact, the chick is also depressed in his heart, where did the children chase us for a morning, twitter~

Han Mo gently wiped the sweat on Xuanxuan's head, and suddenly there was a voice outside the courtyard.

"Xuanxuan, I'm here. "Meng Meng jumped into the yard.

The little guy heard his best friend's voice and ran over excitedly, taking Meng Meng's hand and walking into the yard.

Meng Meng's father looked haggard, and his appearance was not too young, and he wanted to take the child out to play as soon as possible, so that he didn't have to grind him alone in the room, although it was just one night, Meng Meng's father already felt that his life was like a year.

Two good friends stood hand in hand.

"Daddy, I'm going to tie my braids. Meng Meng said aggrievedly.

Mengmeng's father smiled a little embarrassedly, "Didn't Dad comb your braids?" ”

Meng Meng pouted her little mouth, even more aggrieved, "But I want to comb braids like Xuanxuan." The little girl was crying.

Mengmeng's father looked at Xuanxuan and then at his daughter's hair, and at this moment he really understood what it was, and there was no gap without comparison.

Han Mo washed Xuanxuan's face, brushed her teeth and combed her hair early in the morning, because he was playing outside, Han Mo hadn't braided the child's hairstyle too complicated, but just braided the broken hair at the back of his head and tied it up in a high ponytail and then coiled it into a ball head, which looked cleaner and neater than usual.

Xuanxuan stared at Mengmeng as if she was surprised and said, "Mengmeng, didn't you comb your hair?"

"My dad said, comb my hair. Although she was only four years old, the little girl also had an aesthetic, and in her little heart she didn't admit that her father had combed her hair.

The hair that is longer than Xuanxuan is loosely wrapped around the back of the head by a leather band, because Mengmeng's hair is thick and long, and the braids are too loose, it will collapse crookedly in the back of the head, and it looks unkempt from the front, if it wasn't for Mengmeng's father who just said that he combed the child, Han Mo would not believe that Mengmeng combed his hair.

Meng Meng's father suddenly saw Xuanxuan's hair, his eyes lit up, and he had an idea in his mind, "We'll also ask Teacher Ding to comb your hair in a while." ”

In Meng Meng's father's heart, it is already perfect to be able to tie the ponytail without loosening, and it is impossible to do it, Teacher Ding can tie Xuanxuan's hair, and he must also bring Meng Meng over and let the teacher help comb it.

Mengmeng listened to her father's words, and her expression did not change.

"Look at how well Xuanxuan's braids are combed by Teacher Ding, let's go to the teacher now. Mengmeng's father took the child's hand and waved his hand to Han Mo, "Let's go find Teacher Ding and ask her to comb her hair, the same as Xuanxuan's." Dad smiled lovingly.

Meng Meng's father seems to have found a life-saving straw, thinking that if he can comb Xuanxuan's hair, he will definitely comb Meng Meng, the teacher used to say that all the children's daily life in the past two days is handled by the father alone, so I am embarrassed to go, this is good, it seems that it is not not a little help.

Xuanxuan drew a big question mark on her head, and asked with a puzzled face, "But Dad, you combed my hair." ”

Mengmeng's father just pulled Mengmeng to turn around, and the words Xuanxuan said behind him were all in his ears, the expression on his face froze instantly, the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely, he turned around slowly, and looked at Han Mo in disbelief, "Xuanxuan's hair, did you comb it?"

Before Han Mo could speak, the little guy straightened his waist, raised his little head, as if he was deliberately showing off, and said first, "Yes, my father will comb my beautiful hair every day, and even Teacher Ding Rou will ask my father to tie his braids." ”

Meng Meng's father's eyes widened, the corners of his mouth trembled, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly changed from surprise to joy, holding his daughter's shoulders with both hands and gently pushing in front of Han Mo, "Xiao Han, I'm tired." ”

Han Mo didn't say anything, smiled and combed the little girl's hair.

Le Yan's father led Le Yan by the courtyard of Han Mo's house with a sad face, Meng Meng's father was busy in the morning, and wanted to comb but really couldn't comb the braids, but Le Yan's father gave up this idea directly, and when he came out, he was going to find a teacher to comb his hair.

As soon as he arrived outside the courtyard of Han Mo's house, he was stunned by the scene in front of him, and he didn't even think about turning the direction directly.

Han Mo's technique is very fast, compared with the tedious styling work of his previous life, it is simply too easy, bandaging the cute hair, and making Peng Song a little, it looks more cute, it has just ended, and I haven't had time to look up here.

"Xiao Han, thank you for your hard work. ”

As soon as Han Mo raised his head, Le Yan was already standing in front of him, and next to him was Le Yan's father with an embarrassed smile.

Le Yan's hair was not tied up at all, it was not as cute as it was just now, but it was combed by Le Yan's father and draped behind his shoulders.

After a while, a new bud appeared, Le Yan touched the top of his head, the three little girls were about the same height, and they combed the same hairstyle like little sisters.

"You're all here, why don't you leave, Teacher Ding sent a message asking for a gathering. Daddy Tiger shouted into the yard.

Han Mo and Xuanxuan lived closest to the meeting place, and other families would pass by their courtyard gate when they went to meet Ding Rou.

"What notification? Le Yan's father hurriedly took out his mobile phone, to be honest, this kind of elderly machine, they are too lazy to take it out, even if the mobile phone does not move, it will be turned out to brush the web page, and now the mobile phone has no sense of existence at all.

Han Mo's phone was still in the room, he went back to the house and took out his phone and glanced at the text message at the top of the screen.

At this time, Le Yan's father was also reading a text message, "Please go to the meeting place to participate in the 'How Much Does Dad Know' activity." ”

"How much does Dad know, is it a knowledge competition?" Le Yan's father couldn't help but ask.

"It doesn't feel like it, just go and you'll know. ”

PS: Although it is rare to ask for a recommended ticket monthly pass, because the subscription on the shelves is the most important, but all the data shows a problem, many friends are gone, silently abandon the book, abandon the rabbit. Maybe there's something wrong with the rabbit's writing, it's a little sad.