Almighty Star Daddy

Chapter 97 It's not that the memory is biased, it's that they are old

The old man just lay on the bed for one night. I don’t know if it was because the medicine given by the baby granddaughter had magical power, psychological effect, or good health. Anyway, the next morning, he got up early and took the initiative to deliver it. Xuan Xuan goes to kindergarten for important work.

Although Han Jun looks good, but his age is not forgiving, how can he be completely cured all of a sudden, but he no longer has a fever, the old man didn't want to be sick in front of his son and granddaughter, so he deliberately pretended to be healed.

He was still reluctant to take medicine, but in addition to the medicine that Xuanxuan sent, Xuanxuan gave the medicine in the morning and evening to grandpa, and grandpa was responsible for taking Xuanxuan to and from school.

On the first day, when Han Jun took Xuanxuan to school, he met many children in her class at the gate of the kindergarten.

The little guy took his grandpa's hand, walked to the children, greeted them warmly, and then introduced loudly, "This is my grandpa."

He walked to Teacher Ding Rou again, "Mr. Ding, this is my grandfather."

From that day on, all the children who knew Xuanxuan knew that Xuanxuan had a tall and cool grandfather.

Time passed quickly, and a week passed in a blink of an eye. On Friday afternoon, Han Jun took the little guy home like every day. The old man and the young man just finished changing their shoes. The old man squatted down in front of Xuan Xuan, pampering him. He pinched the child's pink face.

"Xuanxuan, today is the last time grandpa picks you up from school. Tomorrow grandpa and grandma will go back to southern Jiangsu." Han Jun booked the ticket two days ago, but he didn't know how to say goodbye to the little guy, so he dragged it on until he left. .

For the little guy, this is shocking news, the buzzing sound of the little head is blank, only when he heard grandpa say "the last time", he cried out loudly, "Did Xuanxuan not behave well, so grandpa is leaving ."

Han Jun originally wanted to say this in a calm way, but when he thought that he was going to leave soon, he was still very reluctant, and his tone was a little low. At this moment, seeing Xuan Xuan crying, the old man's nose was sore, and his eyes were red.

Hearing the child crying, Han Mo and Chen Yuehong came out of the kitchen together.

Grandpa was comforting Xuanxuan, but Han Mo didn't go over immediately, and asked Chen Yuehong softly, "Why did you go back so soon."

Chen Yuehong was also uncomfortable. She was discussing with her wife what to say, but she said embarrassingly, "Your father is not retired, there are still classes to be taught at school, so you can't ask for too long."

Han Mo knew that in addition to statutory holidays, the teacher was on winter and summer vacations, so there was no annual leave that could be arbitrarily allocated.

It is easy for adults to understand, but it is difficult for children to understand. She just felt that she just had a grandfather, so why is he going to leave? The little guy was unhappy all night, his mouth sullen.

The children were not feeling well, the elderly were not feeling well, and the atmosphere of the dinner was a bit depressing.

The little guy doesn't want to let his grandparents go, and the grandparents are also reluctant to let the little guy go.

Xuanxuan refused to sleep until very late, and finally fell asleep on the sofa listening to the old man's story, and finally Han Mo took her back to the small room.

Han Mo was busy with some things at night, and didn't finish his work until midnight. When passing the guest room, he could hear faint voices in the room. Han Mo knew that the two old people were reluctant to have children, so they couldn't sleep.

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After the baptism of the heavy rain, the sky in Beidu was completely washed again, and it became more blue and clear. The washed leaves swayed in the air with the warm wind, and the golden sunlight was projected on the floor through the glass. After the heavy rain, another week passed. Rizhao, this weekend was supposed to be a good day to go out and play.

But the little guy was not happy at all, because she was about to take her grandparents to the train station with her father.

Along the way, only Chen Yuehong kept exhorting him, for fear that his son and granddaughter would not have a good life if he didn’t say anything. Han Jun was silent. It was rare that he didn’t think his wife was nagging. The little guy leaned on his grandfather, and only Han Mo cooperated. explain,

"Well, okay, got it."

The traffic in Beidu is not very smooth. On the morning of the weekend, it happens to be at the peak of travel. Although it is not far from the railway station, it is the first time that I feel that traffic jams are not so annoying when sitting in a taxi.

In Han Mo's mind, all the memories of the original owner and his parents were bad. Fighting and running away from home often happened. When he quarreled with his father in Sunan, he would not go home for a few days.

He was a little worried at first that he would not get along well with his parents, but it was completely different from what Han Mo thought. His mother did nagging, but he was talking about trivial matters in his good life. He was always worried about this and that. She was reminding him, for fear that he could not do well, even though he was the father of the child and an adult, she still warned Han Mo like a child.

And the father is even more different from what he thinks. He is really stubborn and doesn't like to talk much. Maybe he had quarreled with his son too much before, and he was afraid that he would make everyone unhappy if he didn't say it well, so he tried to avoid talking. Han Mo could even feel that the old man was deliberately restraining many things to avoid conflicts. In his mind, the original owner's memory of his father had never happened before.

The two old people treated Xuan Xuan with the same obedience, care, and patience as a baby. Han Mo even wondered if there was something wrong with the original owner's memory. Why did his mother and father watch with his own eyes in his memory? arrived completely different.

The railway station is a crowded location, and the railway station in Beidu takes the word crowded to the extreme.

They weren't too close to the train station, the little guy looked like he was about to cry with his mouth slumped, Chen Yuehong quickly squatted down, and kissed and hugged Xuanxuan's little face.

Han Jun also squatted down, but the injury on his waist was obviously heavier, and the downward movement was very difficult. Chen Yuehong supported him, and then squatted down with difficulty.

Han Mo frowned slightly. He hadn't observed the two old people carefully these days. Their parents were indeed the same as their parents, but they were not the same as the memory from six years ago. Their faces had many wrinkles, and their mother's black hair looked at them. It was newly dyed before he came to Beidu, and the roots of his hair had already appeared pale white. Father is not in his memory. When he was a child, he could chase him from upstairs to downstairs and run around the community a few times, just to catch the original owner who skipped classes. A person who beats a meal, at this moment, even the squatting action needs to be successfully completed by the strength of others.

Han Mo's eyes fell on them, and he sighed softly. He knew that it wasn't that there was a deviation in memory, but that they were getting old.

Han Jun looked up at Han Mo, got up slowly, and walked in front of him.

For so many days, the father and son looked at each other face to face for the first time. In his previous memory, the two could not even make a phone call, let alone talk at close range.

A moment of silence.

Han Mo was the first to say, "Be careful on the road, Dad."

Han Jun's expression paused, perhaps because he hadn't heard this name clearly in the past few years, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart. He seldom communicated with his son, because every time it started with a quarrel and ended with a son. Drop the phone and run away from home. He used to have a hot temper himself, but now he prefers to be silent and cooperate with his son's words and deeds.

The old man smiled, his originally handsome face left traces of vicissitudes, and his sharp pupils have become much gentler after years of polishing. He used to be the leading professor of the Sunan Conservatory of Music, bringing out countless outstanding students, and he is all-powerful in his work. , and at the moment he is just a father who restrains his temper, is not good at speaking, and misses his son but doesn't know how to express it.

Han Jun took the suitcase in his son's hand and said in a low and gentle voice, "Take care of your children, take care of yourself, no matter if you are doing well in the north, remember, Sunan still has your home."

When Han Mo heard the old man's words, his throat tightened and he nodded heavily, "You also pay attention to your body."

The little guy had said goodbye to his grandma and ran to his father, Han Mo holding her hand.

The old man said nothing and patted Han Mo on the shoulder.

Looking at the back of their parents who have gradually disappeared, once upon a time, they were holding their hands like this, just like he was holding Xuanxuan at this moment...

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