The son actually became a happy star for the whole class, and he was hugged tightly by the girls, and the boys could only lean on one side and watch.

"Sister, did you say that you look like Li Zi in the movie?"

Zhou Fan scratched his head and waved his hand and said, "No, my son said that I was like a briquette seller"

"Ha ......"

Zhou Fan's words caused a burst of laughter, and a girl leaned back and forth with a smile, laughing on the desk, and the thick books blocked her.

"Call Sister"

The son was probably tired, just eating sugar, no one screamed, and looked straight to Zhou Fan's side.

"Why didn't he call me? Or am I not as cool as your mother? ”

What a wrong! I'm an inconspicuous woman, compared to them, I'm an older person, there's nothing to compare, how can they have a sunny breath, the age of upright youth, a bright future awaits them, and their youth is like time, and it's not coming back after it.

"Teacher Xiao is here, hurry up"

A boy shouted, immediately sat down, took the book, and began to read.

The girl hurriedly handed the child to Zhou Fan, Zhou Fan held the child, and hurriedly came out of the classroom, and it was really Teacher Xiao who came.

Hurriedly walked to greet Teacher Xiao, so that the children in the classroom had a room to recover.

"Teacher Xiao is early"

"It's Sister Zhou Ying here, is there something wrong?"

Zhou Fan smiled and lied and said, "Zhou Ying's book fell, I sent it over, baby, call Aunt Xiao"

"Auntie"

The son is so obedient, let him call him, Mr. Xiao is older than himself I don't know how many years old, slightly chubby is not too tall, wearing glasses, and the lenses are as thick as glass.

"Your son? Are you married? ”

It's really fake, can't you see that you're married? I'm not that young anymore.

"It's over, the children are five years old"

"It's good, a few of our teachers are still talking about you, you don't look like someone who has given birth at all, how do you keep it?"

Women seem to like to ask this question, isn't it better to be old and mature, why do you have to be young?

"Skipping rope, drink plenty of water and keep in a good mood"

Zhou Fan looked at the son in his arms, the sugar was almost eaten, and hurriedly said, "Let's go first, don't delay your time"

"Good"

"Say goodbye to Auntie"

The son was so well-behaved that he waved his hand and said, "Auntie, come to my house to play"

"Okay, I'll go to your house when I have time"

is really a kind teacher, Zhou Fan walked out of the corridor with his son in his arms, walked out of the school gate, came to his electric car, and put his son down.

"Xiao Zhou, you wait"

Uncle Janitor, what's the matter with him? He was still wearing a security uniform, sunglasses and a baton, just like the real thing.

"There was a man just now, always looking at your battery car, probably trying to beat your battery car idea, I yelled at him and scared him away"

Zhou Fan looked at the old man at the door seriously, and then looked not far away, there were only a few students, and there were no men, maybe he left.

"Thank you, Uncle He, I brought you something delicious in the evening and left"

Pull up your son's clothes, put on a hat and mask, and put him in the back seat.

"Hold on to your mother, hold on, you can't let go, you ride slowly"

"Well, let's go"

Zhou Fan put his son's little hand inside his clothes and said, "Hold mom tight"

"Good"

My son's little hands were soft and a little cold, so I just covered him in my clothes.

Zhou Fan rode an electric car with one hand, riding very slowly and slowly, for fear that his son would fall off.

"Are you afraid? If you're afraid, we'll walk to the kindergarten, and it's not too far."

“……”

The son didn't speak, Zhou Fan stopped, looked back at him, looked panicked, probably the first time to ride in his own car, a little scared.

There was no way, Zhou Fan parked the car on the side of the road, picked up his son from the car, glanced at the time again, it was just seven o'clock, and walked to the kindergarten.

I left the battery car at the door of the small supermarket on the side of the road, bought a small toy for my son, and walked west with my son in my arms.

"That's good! Let's walk to the kindergarten, on the one hand, exercise, on the other hand, be a little environmental guard, and can play with our son, singing, how good! ”

The son held a small car toy in his hand, looked at it seriously, put one hand around Zhou Fan's neck, lay on her shoulder, and looked at the school that was gradually moving away.

"Son, what songs do you sing in kindergarten? You sing one to your mother! ”

The son is not heavy, Zhou Fan walks very quickly, the leg length is good, one step is bigger than the short two steps.

"Little bench, don't be crooked, I asked my mother to sit down, I gave my mother a thump on the back, and my mother said I was a good baby"

The words are clear, the words are correct and round, much better than when I was at that time, and my Chinese level has always been the worst in the class, not to mention how embarrassing.

There are trees all the way, the sun can't hide from the clouds, and there is a piece of land all around, and I don't know what is planted in it? There are no pedestrians and vehicles passing through the road, and they are competing with themselves.

"And what else would you do?" Zhou Fan asked him softly

"One gets one, one two gets two, two two gets four, one three gets three, two three gets six, three three gets nine......"

I was stunned, my son actually knew how to multiply the formula, it was incredible, and I thought that Zhou Ying was talking about playing, but it turned out to be true.

His grades are not good, have his children inherited Hong Yu's genes? It's amazing.

This is really thanks to Hong Yu, it's a bit useful, at least the children are the lives he gave, and there won't be them without him?

God bless, bless the child to be healthy and healthy, it doesn't matter if the grades are good or not, just be safe and healthy, I have nothing else to ask for.

Zhou Fan hugged the heat to death, put the child down, took off the jacket, and also took off the pants and jacket, which was a little thinner, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Hemp gray sweatshirt, sweatpants, black sneakers with white edges, my son wears the same as his own, and the outside is thicker, but the color is still the same.

"Quack ......"

"Son, did you hear that? What was the sound just now? ”

The moon didn't think about it, and directly smiled and looked up and replied to Zhou Fan, "It's the voice of a frog."

It rained for several days, and there was a lot of water in the ditch, and the frogs came out to 'sing'.

"Do you still have the tadpoles you brought last time?" Zhou Fan took his son's little hand and asked as he walked.

"Teacher Han put all the tadpoles away, and the tadpoles went to their mothers, they were hungry, and there was no food for them in the kindergarten."

What do tadpoles eat? I really don't know.

"What about snails?"

"All moved, the house wearing them moved"

It turned out to be a runaway, and it was thanks to the kindergarten teacher who came up with the idea of using the word moving to describe the snail escape.

Kids? They believe whatever they say, innocent and without impurities.

"Then let me ask you, do you want a dad?"

“……”

The son didn't laugh or say anything, just looked down at the road and didn't move.

"It's okay, you can speak up, I don't blame you"

The son still didn't speak, looked up at Zhou Fan, and didn't blink his eyes.

"My brother said that my mother would be angry and wouldn't let me say it"

The son is afraid that he will be angry, and he dare not say what he thinks in his heart, how afraid are they of themselves? I'm not a tiger that bites.

"Uncle Bian, who came that day, what do you think of being your father?"

Zhou Fan tested his son's words, and really felt that he had to integrate into his son's thoughts, mingle with them, and hope that they could talk freely in front of him, no matter what the topic was.

"Does Uncle Bian have children? Will he just like his children and not us? ”

Thinking too much, it shouldn't be the thoughts he should have at his age, it's not good to be too precocious, and there is no happiness that he should have in childhood.

"There are children, older than all of you, a few years older than your aunt, and I haven't seen them before"

The son still became silent, walking with his head down, Zhou Fan felt that he was too old, he could be like the sun, and he could say anything better, than anything else.

"Didi ......"

Zhou Fan looked at the back, hugged his son in his arms, leaned on the side of the road, and gave way to the car.

Give way to it and it doesn't run, and it stops, what do you mean? It can't be a human trafficker, right? It's okay to say it alone, but now with my son, I can't run if I want to.

With a "bang", the car door opened, and a pair of shiny leather shoes came out first, suit pants, and then looked up, dumbfounded.

"Wife, how about taking your son out for a walk?"

Why is he here? Why? Could it be that I have been feeling that someone is following me for the past few days, and now that I have figured it out, it must have something to do with him.

Dressed decently, much better than the previous dressing style, the face is still the same as before, even more mature than before, but the eyes are still the same, I like to look at people directly.

"You've Got the Wrong Person"

Zhou Fan turned his head and left, hugging the child tightly, not even noticing that his clothes had fallen off.

"Do you think you're still running away?"

A pair of powerful arms really encircled the mother and the two in their arms, hugging Zhou Fan and the child tightly, I have been waiting for a long time for such a moment, and finally waited.

"Don't scare the child, I'll send the child to kindergarten, and we'll talk about it, okay?" Zhou Fan struggled, trying to break free of his arm.

"Okay, get in the car"

Hong Yu looked at Zhou Fan and the child with a pair of eyes, revealing a rare smile.

There were other people in the car, they were planted today, and they didn't count a hexagram when they went out, how did they find it?

"Son, let Daddy hug"

Yuejin put her arms around Zhou Fan's neck and buried her real face in Zhou Fan's chest, not daring to look at him.

In desperation, Hong Yu closed the car door, kicked the driver in front of him and said, "Drive, slow down"

The temper still hasn't changed at all, it's still the same grumpy temper, yelling at every turn, like a psychopath.