"Son, do you miss your father?"

In the airport pick-up hall, An’s father pushed his luggage and walked over gracefully.

He is young and handsome, with a bookish spirit all over his body, and he is obviously the kind of elite who has received higher education.

In the early 1990s, flying was a relatively luxurious thing, and most of the people who could fly were elites, rich people or celebrities.

Among such a group of people who are destined to be dazzling, An's father still attracted the attention of many people with his elegant temperament.

Especially some young girls, seeing such a gentleman, they couldn't help but look at each other frequently.

In other words, people in this era are quite conservative. If they were left thirty years later, there would definitely be a little girl holding her cell phone to ask for An’s father’s contact information.

An’s father enjoyed this feeling of being noticed in his heart, but he still had to look disapproving on his face.

His eyes did not even look around, but focused on the mother and son in front of him.

His eyes were deep and he was affectionate. Even if someone who didn't know them could tell that he looked like this; the beautiful and gentle young woman in front of him must be his lover!

"Dad!" Anne was like a normal three and a half-year-old child. She was very excited to see her father who had not seen him for several days.

He shouted loudly, walked towards An's father with his short legs.

"Ouch! My baby son, Dad misses you so much!"

An's father put his luggage aside, bent down and picked up his son, raised his arms and raised them high.

"Hehe, hehe~~" Annie giggled in cooperation, her little face full of excitement and happiness.

An's mother stood quietly aside, her eyes were a little complicated.

She hated An's father, and there was no doubt about this.

But seeing him love his children like a normal father, she felt a little relieved.

Alas, it would be great if her husband could keep doing this. Even if she suffered some pain, she would be willing to have a happy childhood.

Father An hugged his son and played for a while, then hugged his son again and came to An's mother.

An's mother held back her fear, smiled, and asked softly: "I'm back!"

"Well, thank you for your hard work in the past few days!" An's father was like a considerate and good husband, and was both polite and gentle to his wife.

And the doting and loving look attracted envy by those passing by: Look, what a happy family of three.

Especially when An's father held his son with one hand and his suitcase with the other hand, his arm was still wrapped behind his wife. He was like a pillar that could shelter from wind and rain. When he walked out of the pick-up hall with his wife and children, passers-by looked at them even more eagerly.

The husband is excellent but family-oriented, the wife is beautiful and virtuous, and the son is smart and cute... This is simply a perfect and loving family!

However, they didn't know that the family of three, which was a model in their eyes, all hide their own thoughts under the surface of harmony.

The perfect husband is a very gentle scum. He is wearing clothes and thinking about things that no beast does!

The gentle wife seemed to be the winner of her life. She was surrounded by her husband, but her back felt cold and she was in great fear and tension.

The cute little fat slap was thinking about the even more terrifying content: Well, An’s father is back, she can do it!

"Dad, where are the gifts you promised to buy me?"

Annie acted coquettishly and twisted her fat little body in An's arms, and said excitedly.

"What gift? Oh, no, Dad seems to have forgotten to buy our baby gifts!"

After not seeing each other for a few days, An's father finally saw his dear wife again. He was in a good mood. Therefore, he also had the patience to tease his son and play with him.

"Forgot? Dad, how could you forget it? You promised me before!"

Annie pouted in anger, "I'm not a good father if I don't keep my word!"

An's mother was startled again and subconsciously wanted to help her son smooth things over, "Baby, don't say that!"

But An's father was not angry, but was very happy, "Well, it's not bad, it's quite rhyme!"

He knew that his son was a genius.

An’s father was not An’s mother and was not trapped at home.

He comes into contact with all kinds of people every day, including children aged three or four, six or seven.

An’s father knew very well what a normal child aged three or four should be in.

For example, most boys as old as their son have just learned to say things, but some pronunciations are not very standard.

And if his son remembered correctly, he could speak fluently and sing children's songs with clear pronunciation half a year ago.

It’s hard to say anything else. His son is better than children of the same age by language development alone!

There is also logic, well, asking a child to be logical seems to be joking.

But after talking to his son, An found that his son, who is only three and a half years old, is very logical whether he speaks or does things.

Seeing the little guy accusing him in an orderly manner, An’s father was really surprised - his son would even exaggerate, and he forced the "temporary forgetting of his parents" to the level of "disregard for integrity".

Father An was happy and proud, teasing his son for a while, until the family of three came out of the taxi and walked into the unit door, he smiled and said, "Okay, okay, dad know. Dad is not distrustful. Your gift is in dad's suitcase."

"... Daddy is bad, I'm deliberately teasing me!" Annie quickly reacted, her little face blushing, not knowing whether she was happy or angry.

Father An was even happier: Oh, my son reacted very quickly.

The father and son climbed the stairs while talking and laughing, and the conversation echoed throughout the corridor.

Several neighbors who were preparing for dinner could not help but sigh when they heard the sound in the corridor: "Professor An is really a good father!"

In people's traditional perception, a big man who is fighting outside can still have patience and spend time playing with his son, which is definitely a good father.

An’s mother, this housewife who has no job, is the envy of many female neighbors.

Wow, it’s still the other person, Mrs. An is lucky. She found a good husband who is capable and loves others at a young age.

I don’t have to do anything all day, but I can still be fed by my husband with delicious food, drink and clothes.

Even if you look at a child, your husband will help you.

It doesn't look like one's own...

However, this envy completely ended today. In the place, it was endless mercy and sympathy.

Just as the neighbors finished their supper and were preparing to watch a popular TV series, a terrified shout suddenly sounded in the corridor-

"Old, Lao An, what's wrong with you?!"

The neighbors were jumped and someone carefully identified it, "It seems to be the sound of Xiaoqu-"
Chapter completed!