Chapter 73: The Literary Scumbag Dad Who Eats Soft Rice (13)

He listened to all those words.

He, he wouldn't think he said that on purpose.

Could it be, wouldn't it hate him even more?

There was no trace of frustration and panic in the child's heart, but soon the small mouth was pursed again, almost in a straight line.

The more I hate it, the more I hate it, anyway, this person already hates him.

Anyway, he doesn't want him to like it, so if he hates it, he hates it.

Thinking so in his heart, the child's small shoulders drooped, and there was a very sad atmosphere around him, and the fingers that were picking at the shoulder straps of the schoolbag became more frequent.

The child didn't notice it himself, his eyes were slightly red, but they quickly recovered.

Although Zhang Yuanxiao is driving, he also looks at the child's situation through the rearview mirror from time to time.

It's just that the child's head either hangs down, or he looks out the window, and he doesn't look ahead at all, and he doesn't say a word the whole time.

Zhang Yuanxiao wanted to talk to him and ask about the life of the kindergarten, but he felt a little abrupt.

So until the car stopped, neither father nor son spoke.

The car stopped, Zhang Zhibai thought he was home, and subconsciously wanted to get out of the car, but when he looked up, he found that it was a strange place.

Zhang Zhibai was stunned, and then his little face turned white.

Why did you bring him here, did you want to lose him?

Zhang Zhibai's hand tightly grasped the seat belt on the seat, as if this could give him enough security?

This person actually wanted to throw him in, no wonder he took the initiative to pick him up from the kindergarten.

The joy that came out of my dad for the first time in kindergarten was shattered at this moment.

Zhang Zhibai's mind was a little messed up, and he was wondering whether he should hold on to his seat belt tightly and not get out of the car, or call his mother when the person threw him away.

But, how could he throw it into him?

He didn't do anything bad, he just said that he was ugly, and he didn't mean to.

A mist rose from the child's clear and round eyes, and his mouth was slightly deflated, and he only felt very aggrieved.

At this time, Zhang Yuanxiao had already gotten out of the car from the front, and went around the road to the back and opened the door on Zanzan's side.

He said, "Zanzan, get out of the car." ”

The child did not move, and his little hands were clutching the seat belt.

Sure enough, I want to lose him!

Zhang Yuanxiao wondered, was he unwilling to go grocery shopping with him? It's not good to leave a child alone in the car.

"Do you want me to carry you out of the car?" Zhang Yuanxiao bent down and said, "Dad is cooking today, let's go grocery shopping now, you can tell Dad what you want to eat." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Yuanxiao had already unfastened the child's seat belt.

Zhang Zhibai was stunned, buying vegetables? Did you bring him here to buy groceries? Are you sure?

By the time he reacted, he had already been held in the man's arms and got out of the car.

This is the first time Zhang Zhibai has been held by his father since he can remember.

The man's breath was very unfamiliar, which made Zhang Zhibai a little uneasy.

But he was so tall, his arms were strong, and his chest was so broad.

It's completely different from my mother's fragrant soft embrace.

I don't know why, but Zhang Zhibai has a very secret joy in his heart.

But he was soon pressed down again.

He didn't want to hug this person who hated him.

"You put me down." Zhang Zhibai twisted his body and whispered.

The originally quiet child suddenly writhed, making Zhang Yuanxiao, who was already relatively weak, almost unable to hold it.

Zhang Yuanxiao hurriedly hugged the child, then raised his hand, and his big palm symbolically slapped it on the child's round little buttocks.

"Don't move, be careful of falling. There are a lot of people here, if you don't want me to hug you, you have to hold my hand and choose for you. ”

Zhang Zhibai stiffened in Zhang Yuanxiao's arms, his white and tender bun face flushed, he never thought that this man would actually spank him!

Why did he spank him!

Zhang Zhibai didn't know whether he was ashamed or angry, and finally spoke firmly, and said in a milky voice: "I want to go by myself." ”

"Okay, then let's go on your own." Saying that, Zhang Yuanxiao put the child down, his body is also average, and he will buy vegetables later, and he can't hold the child with one hand.

Zhang Zhibai, who was standing on the ground, was stunned, his eyes drooping.

He, he really put him down.

Hmph, just go, it's not uncommon for him to hold it.

It's hard, and it's not as good as my mother to hold it.

In the next second, Zhang Zhibai's small hand was held by a big hand.

Adults' hands are large, with distinct and slender bones, which are completely different from the soft little hands of children with small pockets.

The big dry hand led the child's soft little hand and walked towards the vegetable market.

Zhang Zhibai was passively led, looking up at the tall and long back in front of him, obediently being led away, as if something had quietly spread in his heart.

To capture a man's heart, you have to want to capture a man's stomach.

Well, although the one in his hand is a five-year-old little bean ding, it is also a little man.

Zhang Yuanxiao thought that he should not be wrong to use food to promote the first step of the relationship between father and son.

Zhang Yuanxiao originally planned to go to the supermarket, but stopped when he passed by this vegetable market.

Where are the dishes in the supermarket fresh from the vegetable market.

So, Zhang Yuanxiao took the child's hand and walked into the vegetable market.

The vegetable market is standardized and managed, it is very large, and the stalls are also very neat, looking from afar, it is divided into several areas, and there are everything that is sold.

The ground is very clean, there is no dirt, and the fragrance of green vegetables is permeated around, and there is no bad smell.

The only thing to say is that there are quite a few people in the vegetable market at this time.

At this point, it is the peak time to buy vegetables in the afternoon, and there are many people who come to this vegetable market to buy vegetables, the elderly with children, young men and women.

Even so, Zhang Yuanxiao and Zanzan, the good-looking father and son, still attracted the attention of many people as soon as they entered the vegetable market.

After all, with the dress and temperament of the two, they should appear in high-end shopping malls, not noisy vegetable markets.

Zhang Yuanxiao took Zanzan, carefully avoiding others, while looking at the things sold in the stalls of the small vendors around him.

For the environment of the vegetable market, Zhang Yuanxiao feels good.

And Zanzan, it was also the first time to come to a place like the vegetable market, which was completely new to him.

Because he was in an unfamiliar environment, his hand that was being held subconsciously grabbed Zhang Yuanxiao's big hand, and a pair of round, black grape-like eyes looked around, full of curiosity.

A five-year-old child, dressed in clean and beautiful clothes, looks delicate and cute, and has a small curly hair.

Captured the hearts of those aunts all at once.

So when Zhang Yuanxiao stopped in front of a stall and was about to buy vegetables, the proprietress in her forties asked: "Oh, young man, this is your son, he looks so good, like a little fairy." ”

The proprietress was shining with her eyes, and if it weren't for the inadequacy, he couldn't wait to hug this beautiful child, it was really the best-looking child she had ever seen.