The little guy stood in front of the TV, tilting his little head, because it was the first time she watched it, so there were some pictures that she could think of in advance, and before the plot arrived, the little guy was already nervous.

Shu Qiang said while watching TV, "Xiao Han, you can write fairy tales to prove that your writing skills should be good, let Shu Ya take you to introduce you to some screenwriter friends, and develop in this area." ”

Han Mo knew that the old man didn't know much about him, so he didn't take it seriously, and said cooperatively, "Okay, I'll tell Shu Ya to learn more." ”

Shu Qiang looked at Han Mo's attitude very sincerely, and felt that this young man was very good, completely different from the impetuousness he looked before, and he also wanted to say a few more words to him, after all, this person will live with his daughter for the rest of his life in the future.

"The screenwriter of "The Legend of Zhen Huan" is already very powerful, he should be an old man in the screenwriting industry, I have the opportunity to let Shu Ya introduce me, you can learn more from others.

Han Mo hesitated for a moment, but he didn't have time to speak.

It just happened that this episode of the TV series was over, and the next preview was being played, and the little guy who had been standing in front of him watching TV suddenly turned around and said, "Dad, you are so good, will you write Xuanxuan in it next time." After speaking, he ran to Han Mo's side.

Shu Qiang saw his baby granddaughter running over, and answered with a smile on his face, "Do you write Xuanxuan into a fairy tale?"

The little guy jumped on his father, "No, Xuanxuan is going to be written into "The Legend of Zhen Huan", and then she has to be her mother's daughter." The little guy's smug little expression, his big watery eyes widened.

When Shu Qiang heard his granddaughter's words, he laughed, and touched the top of the little guy's head dotingly, "If you want to write it into "The Legend of Zhen Huan", Dad can't help Xuanxuan, so I have to ask the screenwriter's uncle to help." ”

Xuanxuan straightened her little neck, "It's not the screenwriter's uncle, it's the screenwriter's father, "The Legend of Zhen Huan" was written by my father." ”

Shu Qiang was stunned for a moment, feeling that it was impossible, a four-year-old child must not understand much about what a screenwriter is, and pointed to the TV gently, "The screenwriter is the one who writes all the plots of the TV series." ”

The next trailer at the end of the credits ends, and the cast and crew begin to scroll through on television.

Suddenly, the little guy jumped off his father, ran to the TV, and jumped and jumped at the TV, "Dad, look, my father's name." ”

The little guy doesn't know many words, but she knows her parents and her own name, and at this moment, Han Mo's name is scrolling on the TV screen.

Screenwriter: Han Mo

Producer: Han Mo

Director: Zhang Liguo, Han Mo

Editor: Han Mo

Han Mo

Han Mo

......

Shu Qiang looked at the list of cast and crew scrolling quickly on the screen, the speed was a bit fast, if he just wanted to see a name, he might have to keep an eye on it to find it, but Han Mo's names were next to each other, and it was difficult to see it.

"You're really ......"

Shu Qiang swallowed his saliva, and the words he wanted to say just now were stuck in his throat, and he swallowed hard.

Originally, Han Mo was going to say it, after all, it wasn't just to get along with the old man for a day or two, there was no need to hide it, but just when he wanted to say it, he was preempted by the little guy.

The little guy never gave up any opportunity to show his father, and said excitedly, "Yes, yes, the screenwriter of "The Legend of Zhen Huan" is my father." ”

Shu Qiang's eyes tightened, he coughed softly twice, and never said anything about "The Legend of Zhen Huan" and the screenwriter again......

The atmosphere in the hospital room suddenly became awkward.

The little guy is still praising her father, she feels that her father wrote "The Legend of Zhen Huan" to bring her infinite glory, every day in kindergarten, the little head is raised high, even if Han Mo often educates the little guy, the honor of the parents has nothing to do with her, Xuanxuan has to work hard to get more honors, her own honor.

The little guy is very sensible and understands what his father said, but he is still very proud.

In fact, just as parents are proud of their children's achievements, children will also be proud of their parents' excellence.

In the past, Han Mo also let the little guy go and let her talk casually, but this time Han Mo observed the old man's expression, and he really didn't want the little guy to say anything about himself anymore.

But every time he tries to think of a topic that is interrupted, Xuanxuan will find a new topic to brag about her father.

The atmosphere in the hospital room was a bit awkward.

Han Mo was thinking about starting a new topic, and when he was meditating, the little guy suddenly ran in front of the old man, and children always have a lot of new ideas.

"Grandpa, can you take me to my mother's kindergarten?" The little guy always heard that he looked very similar to his mother when he was a child, so is it the same for them to go to kindergarten? Two things that are completely unrelated in the hearts of adults are connected in the hearts of children.

"Of course you can, grandpa can take Xuanxuan to many, many places when he is discharged from the hospital, no matter where he is. Shu Qiang is now very much looking forward to being discharged from the hospital, and he has found that many things can only be done after being discharged from the hospital, including playing happily with his baby granddaughter.

Han Mo knew that it was impossible for the old man to be discharged from the hospital soon, and he was afraid that the child's request would distract the old man, so he hurriedly said to Xuanxuan, "Grandpa's illness is not yet well, so he can't be discharged from the hospital so quickly." ”

"Who said that my illness has not yet recovered and that my surgery has been successful, Dr. Liu said that in the future, as long as the medication controls it. Shu Qiang argued.

Of course, Han Mo knew this, and said that in the future, it was not the recent, and in a short period of time, he must not walk around, and he must be treated well in the hospital.

Han Mo didn't know how to tell the old man, he was afraid that the old man would be unhappy, but if he didn't let the old man understand in his heart, he was really afraid that this old man would have a child's temper.

At this time, Liu Guangfeng walked in and made a routine round.

Seeing that the attending doctor was coming, Han Mo was overjoyed, it was useless to say anything, as soon as the doctor said it, the old man should be afraid, and he hurriedly asked for help with a look like Liu Guangfeng.

Doctor Liu looked at Han Mo with a smile, and then at the old man, "Is it that the family members are persuading you to go out for a walk, the operation is very successful, you can get out of bed and walk properly, and when the sun is good, you can go out for a walk in the courtyard of the hospital." ”

The old man's eyes lit up, "Did you hear that, the doctors said I could go out for a walk." ”

Han Mo helplessly had three black lines on his head, sighed softly and shook his head.

Get out......

This is too broad.

As soon as Liu Guangfeng heard the old man's words, he understood that he would be wrong.

In fact, what the doctor said was right, it was indeed possible to walk in the corridor and the courtyard, but Han Mo knew better that the old man was not such an obedient person, the scope of what the doctor said was the courtyard of the hospital, and the scope of the old man could be the entire southern Jiangsu City.