The cross-dressing party ended in a lively atmosphere and laughter to Xiaohu, because Xuanxuan became the most successful child in cross-dressing, and got the prize prepared by Teacher Ding Rou, a pink cute fairy stick, which is the best reward for the little guy, the children are very envious, and Xuanxuan also generously passed it on to everyone to play.

It's late at the end of the activity, it's time to go to bed after taking off and washing after going home, the child is too excited to play before going to bed, it will affect falling asleep, this characteristic is fully reflected in the little guy, Han Mo coaxed for a long time, and told stories, and sang, before the child fell asleep, and it was half past nine in the evening when he walked out of the small room.

Han Mo gently closed the door and sat in front of the computer, the movie of "Dream Travel" has begun to prepare, and the team dedicated to animation invited by Meng Si has communicated with Han Mo several times, in addition to the character setting, and the main scene has been animated according to the hand-drawn animation display map, it is based on the actual story content for systematic production.

Han Mo communicated with the leader of the team until late at night.

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The air in the northern capital of this world is much better than Han Mo's original world, the blue sky and white clouds are not disturbed by any haze, the fresh air, the warm sunshine, the leaves outside the window are swaying with the slight warm breeze in midsummer, and the indoor ......

"Xuanxuan hurry up and get up, she's going to be late. "Han Mo has come in and called the little guy three times during the steaming of the buns, but all of them have failed. This time, Han Mo made a big move, lifted the little guy's quilt, and helped Xuanxuan's small body into a sitting position.

"You sit down and sober up first, and Dad will go see if the breakfast is good. Han Mo helped Xuanxuan sit and stopped for a while, seeing that although her eyes were closed, she had already sat firmly, so she turned around and prepared to go to the kitchen, just taking a step.

Strike~

There was a muffled sound.

Han Mo looked back, the little guy was lying down again, his mouth was slightly open, with a sweet smile, his whole body was sleeping in a large shape, he had no intention of waking up at all, and it was as if it wasn't her at all when he sat up.

The buns in the kitchen had been steamed, and they were steaming, Han Mo hesitated, shook his head helplessly, and walked out of the bedroom.

After another ten minutes, everything in the kitchen was done, and Han Mo returned to the small bedroom again.

The sleeping position was stable, it had not changed, it seemed that I had slept more soundly, and my two little arms were stretched out comfortably, and I fell asleep.

"Xuanxuan is going to be late. ”

The little man on the bed didn't move.

"Xuanxuan, if you are late, Teacher Ding will criticize you. ”

Still didn't move.

"Don't you get up? Then Dad is eating breakfast alone, oops, it's a delicious bun." ”

The little guy who was still sleeping in the big character turned over, his eyes squinted slightly, half-asleep and half-awake as if he was talking in a dream, and muttered in a low voice, "What kind of stuffing?"

Han Mo knew that the child just didn't want to get up, and when he sat up just now, he was already awake, just lying in bed, snickering in his heart, and said with a flat face, "Beef carrots." ”

The scenes were so similar, Han Mo didn't say a word more, and a pink little man jumped out of bed by himself and walked out of the bedroom with a snap.

The time in the morning is particularly precious, and he always feels that time flies, Han Mo got up very early and still felt that time was tight before he completed a series of things that he should do in the morning and sent the little guy to school.

The nerves were tense all morning, and Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he sent the little guy to the kindergarten and came out of the gate.

He is going to participate in an event with Meng Si today, this is the first time that Han Mo has participated in an event as a singer in addition to "looking for a good voice", Meng Si attaches great importance to it, and Han Mo is very calm.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and there was a person who was both familiar and unfamiliar to Han Mo, Mom.

The original owner's memories of his parents are running rapidly in Han Mo's brain, in fact, the original owner's love of music has a lot to do with his parents.

His father, Han Jun, is a professor at the Sunan Conservatory of Music, good at piano, and his mother, Chen Yuehong, is a professor at the same school, teaching folk dance. When he was just able to sit firmly, he was already nurtured by the piano in his father's arms, and his mother's flexibility and coordination in dancing were all inherited to him, which is why the original owner was so talented in music.

It's just that his parents hope that one day, he can inherit their mantle and become a teacher, whether it is piano or other musical instruments or even dance, but he is unwilling to live an ordinary life, dreaming of stardom, secretly took Shu Ya to the northern capital, and began a six-year life in Beipiao.

In the first two years, his mother often called him, hoping that he could go back, but every time he had a big quarrel and finally hung up the phone, and then he didn't answer his mother's phone at all, and hung up directly when he saw it, and then he called more, and the nagging content was repeated over and over again, and he simply pulled it to the blacklist, Han Mo removed the phone number of the original owner's parents from the blacklist when he was cleaning up the address book some time ago, so this call could come in.

In the memory of the original owner, this is the first time in four years that the word mother dances on the screen, and he has always had the illusion that he will never return to southern Jiangsu if he is not famous, and he will never bow to his parents.

These are all stored in the depths of the original owner's memory, and if it weren't for today's phone call, they would definitely not have been touched.

The ringtone continued, Han Mo picked up his phone and connected the phone.

I don't know if it's because the ringtone has been thinking about it for a long time, and the other end of the earpiece didn't come out immediately, Han Mo said softly, "Hey?"

As soon as the words fell, a woman's excited voice suddenly came from the earpiece, "It's through, it's through, the phone is through." ”

Han Mo was stunned for a moment, guessing that there might be another person on the other side of the phone, and this sentence should have been said to that person, or it could be the father of the original owner.

Han Mo didn't hear the other side respond to her words, but soon her voice sounded in the earpiece again, very gentle and soft, "Xiao Mo." ”

Like every mother, although it is just an ordinary call, it contains too many emotions, there is no news for four years, four years of missing but I don't know how to express it, four years of tears and sleeping pills to stop thinking and falling asleep for a short time, only Chen Yuehong knows best how these four years have passed.

At the beginning, the hatred for her son was not made of steel, quarrels, and later she relented and begged him to come back, there was the toughness of being a mother, and the helplessness of being a mother, and these had nothing to do with status, status, occupation, and income, just because she was her son's mother, she was a proud and helpless mother.

Han Mo slowed down, his lips opened slightly, and he shouted softly, "Mom." ”

Han Mo just said what he thought he should say, but the earpiece was quiet again, and a thin sobbing sound came faintly.

After a while, a choked voice came out of the ear, "That, your dad and I watched the show you participated in, and the singing was awesome, and the guitar still played so well." The lyrics are also well written, your dad said, the lyrics are like him. ”

Han Mo smiled, whether it was because he was relieved that the original owner had received the support of his parents, or because he felt the warmth of his parents' love at the moment, in short, he couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart.