Cute baby meat ball: Daddy is back

Chapter 88 Parents Meeting

These proud little boys will not show mercy to the underdog who always comes last.An Simo usually ignored these little boys, but when he thought of Ling Mofeng standing behind him, and he didn't know where the emotion came from, he opened his mouth to retort.

"What nonsense? My dad is here, and I will definitely not be the last one this time." An Simo's sudden retort made Ling Mofeng, who was smiling and watching their conversation behind him, change his face.He thought that it was normal for the children to have these small conflicts, but he didn't expect that An Simo would care so much.

Hearing his son's words, Ling Mofeng, who was originally thinking of playing around, suddenly became serious.Because, from the time when An Simo's words came out, this parent sports meeting is not only about participating, but also for his son to win a chance to stand up in the group of children.

"You see your daddy is so thin, what's the use of it. You are the same with or without a daddy, why bother to take it upon yourself?" And the words uttered by another little boy were even more firm. For the sake of his son and his own dignity, Ling Mofeng has the confidence and determination to only win and never lose.

The kindergarten took great pains to circle out a field. It seemed that the border was very close, but in reality, there was still a long way to go.The games of the sports meeting will be held in this circled field.Every child needs to be accompanied by a parent to participate in the competition.

And because An Simo and An Nianfeng are twins, only one parent can accompany them.In the past, it was An Feifei who participated, but this year, it was the belated daddy, Ling Mofeng.

The rule of the game is to run four laps around the arena.In the first lap, children must run with their parents, and parents are not allowed to help their children.From the second lap onwards, parents can assist their children in the race.Whether carrying or hugging, as long as it can make your child reach the finish line, you can do it.

"Come on! Come on!" The sound of the trumpet sounded, and each pair was participated by father and son. The children had their own pride and refused to admit defeat. As the daddy standing beside them, they also looked at each other, wanting to really compete. .The sound of cheering sounded with the sound of the horn, and An Feifei stood outside the circle holding An Nianfeng, watching closely the pair of father and son whose eyes were full of fighting spirit.

On the first lap, An Simo ran very hard, and his speed was almost among the best.Unyielding and persistence were engraved on the resolute little face. Looking at the stubborn little guy beside him, Ling Mofeng suddenly felt very sad, his eyes were a little blurred, and a sense of guilt filled his heart.Son, we can win because you have me by your side.

On the second lap, some children's physical strength began to be overdrawn gradually. Parents who wanted to compete for a long time gradually hugged or carried their children on their backs and ran for him.And just when Ling Mofeng was about to carry An Simo on his back, he was suddenly hit by a parent. Ling Mofeng, who was squatting on the ground, fell to his knees and fell to the ground.

On the third lap, Ling Mofeng and his son had been gradually left behind. An Simo was thinking about the frayed place on Ling Mofeng's knee, while Ling Mofeng told himself that his son must be the first.

"You don't need to run anymore, I don't need to be the first, really." Leaning on Ling Mofeng's back, feeling the bumps when he ran, An Simo seemed to be able to empathize with his pain.Pursing his lips tightly, An Simo said what he wanted to say.

"What are you talking about, we must win." Although Ling Mofeng staggered a little while running, he still gritted his teeth and held back his energy.To get No.1 is not only to raise his son's head, but also to forgive his own guilt.

On the fourth lap, the sound of cheering became more intense, and An Feifei's eyes were already a little rosy. He knew exactly what he was fighting for.Ling Mofeng carried An Simo on his back, like an arrow leaving the string, he rushed to the end point where the horizontal bar had been pulled up, surpassing, three, two, one.Knowing that he was the first person to touch the horizontal bar, An Simo couldn't believe his eyes.

"Son, we won." Panting, he put An Simo down from his shoulders, and Ling Mofeng suddenly showed a smile, a bright smile.

"I won, Daddy." An Simo looked at the tired Ling Mofeng who was sitting on the ground regardless of his image.He ran over with a stride and threw him to the ground, with tears in his eyes, showing the first smile in his life.

And the sound of "Daddy" made Ling Mofeng feel warm in his heart.

"I told you not to fight so hard, but you just didn't listen. Look at it, it's all hurt like this. Does it hurt?" It's been a day since the parent sports meeting that won glory.At this time, the great hero was sitting on the sofa with his teeth bared. An Feifei wiped his wound with a cotton swab and was reprimanded from time to time.

"It's okay, Feifei, it doesn't hurt." Enduring the pain, Ling Mofeng comforted through gritted teeth.Actually, he was really in pain.But as the pillar of the family, a typical example, no matter how painful it is, he can't tell it. This is his suffering as a father.

"He said he was fine." Sitting beside Ling Mofeng, An Feifei could see Ling Mofeng's every move clearly.Catching the sound of Ling Mofeng breathing in, An Feifei gave him a blank stare without hesitation, and made the movements of her hands much softer.

Unexpectedly, Ling Mofeng actually got No.1 for the two children. An Feifei was happy, but she also felt sorry for Ling Mofeng's injury.It's really useless to worry so much.

After the competition, An Feifei found out that the parent who bumped into Ling Mofeng felt that he couldn't outrun others and was unwilling to be the last one, so he became jealous and ruined other people's competitions.After An Feifei found out, she was angrily going to argue with that person, but was stopped by Ling Mofeng.

"Mo Feng, why didn't you let me go to that person to argue, why did he hurt you for no reason?" An Feifei still felt angry when she thought about it now.But seeing that Ling Mofeng, who has always been revengeful, did not fight back so abnormally, she was still puzzled.

"If it wasn't for his collision, I still wouldn't be able to express my determination to Xiaosi, and our relationship wouldn't become more harmonious. His collision was a blessing in disguise." Ling Mofeng was quite open-minded, but Well said.

Since the end of the sports meeting, the relationship between An Simo and Ling Mofeng seems to have gotten closer. Facing Ling Mofeng, although An Simo is still as serious as before, his tone is indeed much softer. A concern.

"Here, here it is." While sitting on the sofa and talking with An Feifei, An Simo walked out of his room with some hesitation, first ran to the kitchen, stood on tiptoes, and laboriously He took out a glass of milk from the refrigerator, then slowly walked up to Ling Mofeng, and handed it over with some embarrassment.

"Xiaosi, what do you think of your father's performance?" Ling Mofeng saw An Simo's embarrassment. For this little guy who is not good at expressing in words, such a move is already a very good first step. One step away.He changed the subject like this, which made An Simo feel a lot less awkward.

"What an idiot, I told you that you don't have to run anymore if you're injured." An Simo lowered his head, looked at Ling Mofeng's injured knee covered in medicine, and muttered softly. Turned into a powerless reprimand.

"Knowing why I was injured, do you still insist on fighting for the first place for you?" Knowing that An Simo cared about him, Ling Mofeng still kept his face straight and looked at An Simo standing in front of him seriously. Simo asked seriously.

"Because, I, Ling Mofeng's son, cannot be humiliated by others!" Seeing An Simo looking at him in a daze, Ling Mofeng said clearly to him word by word.

Because I, Ling Mofeng's son, cannot be humiliated by others.This sentence not only deeply shocked An Simo, but also warmed An Feifei's heart.Maybe, this is why I can't take the place of my father, no one else feels more secure than him.

Ling Mofeng's words made An Simo, who had been lonely and helpless in his inner world, find a harbor to snuggle up to.Also let this thin layer of window paper be broken instantly.The father-son relationship between Ling Mofeng and An Simo is also getting warmer day by day as the days go by.

"Daddy, you should eat more of this." There is no more warm moment than a family of four having dinner together, and for Ling Mofeng, it is even more blissful.Because, it wasn't An Feifei who put food in his bowl, but An Simo, who usually had a stern face to him and was extremely vicious.And the sound of "Daddy" made Ling Mofeng feel that it was sweeter than eating honey.

"Daddy, you eat this too." An Nianfeng, who was burying his head in his meal, also joined in the excitement as he watched his elder brother graciously put food in Ling Mofeng's bowl. He puts vegetables in his bowl.Hmph, if you want to please Daddy by yourself, how can I let you succeed.

"I got it for Daddy first!" Listening to Ling Mofeng smiling and praising An Simo, he looked at him dotingly from time to time.The jealousy in An Nianfeng's heart became stronger, as if his most beloved thing had been snatched away by others.Angrily, he knocked An Simo's spoon away with his own spoon, pouted, and stopped talking.

"Xiao Nian, you can't be so willful." An Feifei looked at An Feifei dumbfoundedly at An Nianfeng's anger for Daddy's attention, comforting and enlightening at the same time.Such a scene was what An Feifei really wanted to see.At first, she was still worried that the two little guys refused to accept Ling Mofeng's identity, but when the truth turned out to be in front of her, she only felt that her eyes were blurred, and a feeling of emotion filled her heart.

"Feifei, I have an idea." After dinner, Ling Mofeng put his arms around An Feifei and lay on the sofa, chatting and watching TV.Suddenly Ling Mofeng turned his head, looked at An Feifei, and expressed a thought he had kept in his heart for a long time.

(End of this chapter)