door-to-door cute dad

Chapter 777 The meeting of the little boys, 23
When the girls were playing together at Liu Fangfang's house, Fang Xiaozhuang invited a group of boys to the school.

Because there are no girls around, the boys' games are naturally various sports.

Fang Xiaozhuang made an appointment with several boys in the class, as well as Gang Yan'er and two classmates in his class.

Gang Bian'er is quite popular in the class. Although he is not tall, he has made a few good friends.

This time Fang Xiaozhuang suggested that the boys play together, and Gang Yaner invited a few close friends in the class to play.

There were originally three, but because one of them had to take music lessons on the weekend, only two came.

Originally, Qin Yantong disagreed, but Fang Dazhuang felt that it was a good thing for his son to invite a group of young boys to play football.

"My son usually plays with a group of little girls every weekend, which is actually not good."

"Boys have to look like boys. I think it's a good thing that my son can invite his classmates to play football on weekends."

Fang Dazhuang actually didn't want his son to play with a group of little girls all the time.

Boys should play more sports-oriented games, such as kicking and kicking, and be more skinny to look like boys.

But now every weekend, my son goes to musical instrument lessons with the three little girls of the Su family and Lin Tianwang's daughter.

As a result, he spent almost two days every weekend playing with a group of little girls, which made Fang Dazhuang feel very bad.

I always feel that if my son plays too much with girls, he will no longer look like a little boy.

So when he heard that his son asked a male classmate to play football together on weekends, Fang Dazhuang agreed with both hands.

And I asked for leave on weekends, and took my son to school to play football.

There were no little girls around this weekend, Fang Xiaozhuang led a group of boys running on the school playground.

Even the relatively small Gang Bian ran very vigorously, passing people on the court.

There were almost all fathers on the sidelines, and every father cheered loudly for his son.

"Come on, son, yes, pass him, pass him, pass the ball, okay, shoot."

"Keep an eye on my son, don't let him pass by, that's right, just entangle him like that, entangle him."

"Okay, son, it's a great ball, it's just like this, it's awesome."

"Pass the ball quickly, yes, pass the ball to Fang Xiaozhuang in front, yes, let him shoot."

"Don't let him shoot, stop Fang Xiaozhuang, son, go up quickly, and the two of you will keep an eye on him together."

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A group of fathers were really excited, even more excited than playing football themselves, and even ran with their sons on the sidelines.

After a small ball game, the fathers were all smiling, and they had become good friends with each other.

"Hahaha, it's amazing. Fang Xiaozhuang is still the most powerful, with good physical fitness."

"Brother Chu, in fact, Chu Yifan of your family is also very good. I didn't expect to watch Wen Wen quietly play football so fiercely."

"That's not true, Chu Yifan is really good, and our gang is worse than my brothers."

"No, Sun Anzhe is really good at keeping up with his brothers at such a young age."

The fathers sat on the sidelines and watched their sons run and play on the field, as if they had returned to their childhood.

For lunch, Chu Hao specially ordered meals for the children and parents. As the big boss, Chu Hao still showed courage.

But during the meal, Fang Xiaozhuang and Gang Yaner immediately thought of their aunt and father.

Fang Xiaozhuang muttered while chewing: "This dish is not as delicious as my aunt's."

Gang Bian'er beside him also nodded in agreement: "That's right, my aunt's cooking is the best."

Hearing his son's words, Fang Dazhuang patted his son's head lightly and said, "What are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense."

Fang Xiaozhuang suddenly shouted unconvinced: "I'm not talking nonsense, it's just that my aunt doesn't make delicious food."

Seeing his son contradicting him, Fang Dazhuang suddenly got a little angry, and raised his hand to give his son a blow.

Fortunately, Sun Yifan next to him stretched out his hand and said, "Don't hit the child, the child is actually right."

Chu Hao also smiled and said, "That's right, the child is right, Yue Yi's craftsmanship is not comparable to that of ordinary cooks."

The fathers of some other children also said: "Yes, my son often said that he can eat a dish from his aunt at noon every day."

Fang Xiaozhuang seemed to have a backer, and immediately said: "Yes, my aunt will prepare a dish for us at noon every day, and let the whole class eat together."

The little boys in other classes also echoed: "Yeah, Su Mengyun, Su Mengxin, Su Mengxuan and the others brought them."

A father couldn't help sighing: "Yue Yi is really good, and he is also very good at cooking."

Sun Yifan immediately smiled and said, "Of course, he is the last disciple of the five-star chef Uncle Feng in the animation restaurant."

Hearing the cartoon restaurant, the fathers immediately had an impression, and there was a comparison with the real dishes.

Thinking of being the closed apprentice of the animation restaurant chef, the fathers were relieved and understood why Yue Yi was so good at cooking.

Fang Xiaozhuang suddenly said, "Father, let's go find aunt and father together?"

Hearing this, the eyes of the other children lit up, and they all looked forward to finding their aunt.

But Fang Dazhuang couldn't laugh or cry and said: "What kind of aunt are you looking for? Didn't you make an agreement with the little girl, and today everyone will play their own games?"

Hearing what his father said, Fang Xiaozhuang froze in an instant, and found that it seemed that he was the one who said it.

But it is really a very unhappy thing that I can't eat my aunt's lunch now.

Seeing his son's depression, Fang Dazhuang reached out and rubbed his son's head.

"Okay, don't be sad. In fact, your performance today is really very good, which made Dad look very impressed."

"I used to think that you were just a very naughty child, but seeing you date so many classmates today, organizing everyone to play football, and taking care of those younger brothers really made Dad very happy."

"Today, Su Mengyun, Su Mengxin, and Su Mengxuan are not here, but you are doing very well. This is your progress."

Fang Xiaozhuang was a little surprised by his father's praise, and suddenly raised his head to look at his father, and then at the other people around him.

Whether it is the classmates who came to play football together, or the fathers of those classmates, they all smiled to themselves.

At this moment, Fang Xiaozhuang's previous disappointment was gone, replaced by happiness.

The joy of being recognized, I have been recognized by my fathers, and I am not inferior to the three little sisters of the Su family.

Being recognized naturally increased Fang Xiaozhuang's self-confidence, through the activities that everyone separated this weekend.

Both boys and girls have gained a lot, and parents are also happy to see such progress of their children.

(End of this chapter)