Chapter 241 Chapter 241 Honest Dad 5
The father and daughter were in a good mood. They returned home to watch TV and play games together. When they were tired, they washed up and went to bed. The next day, Zhuozhuo woke up at the same time as the bird. Leaning against the window, she watched as the bird pecked a large, fat worm from a leaf and swallowed it in two gulps.
Zhuozhuo smacked his lips and swallowed his saliva.
Yang Fan asked calmly, "Do you want to eat?"
Zhuozhuo's eyes widened. "Dad, people can't eat bugs!"
"……I know."
He thought Zhuozhuo was swallowing his saliva at the bird.
The misunderstanding dispelled the last bit of sleepiness she felt. Zhuozhuo skipped downstairs and found Wang, the property manager, already waiting at the door. She ran over and said, "Uncle Wang, good morning!"
"Good morning, Miss Zhuozhuo. Did you have a good rest last night?"
"Okay."
"There's an activity center in the community where many children play. If you're interested, Miss Zhuozhuo, you can go check it out."
Zhuozhuo's eyes lit up, but she didn't agree immediately. Instead, she asked like a grown-up, "Are the children in the activity center well-educated by adults?"
Wang, the property manager, already knew what happened last night. He secretly marveled at Zhuozhuo's cleverness and said respectfully, "Don't worry. No more ignorant people will come to disturb us. The people in the community are very friendly, and the children at the activity center are all ordinary kids. They don't talk nonsense."
"I see."
Zhuozhuo didn't quite understand what he said, but she didn't ask any further questions. She turned to look at Yang Fan and said excitedly, "Dad, let's go to the activity center to play?"
"I'll go after dinner."
Yang Fan glanced at Wang, who tensed up. He didn't retreat until Yang Fan had fed Zhuo Zhuo, then he quietly retreated and stood outside the door, wiping the sweat from his forehead. Wang could sense Yang Fan had no murderous intent, but his unfathomable power imbued his gaze with a sense of authority. Any child would have cried at the sight of him. He wondered how Zhuo Zhuo had dared to keep him company.
After dinner, Zhuozhuo couldn't wait to ask Yang Fan to pick her up from the chair. She ran to the door and suddenly saw herself in the French window. She quickly ran to Yang Fan and said sweetly, "Dad, Zhuozhuo, wear new clothes."
She has been wearing the T-shirt and overalls for three days!
Yang Fan hadn't expected this. He paused for a moment and said, "Your clothes should be prepared at home. Let me see... They're next to the bedroom. Don't worry, I'll take you to find them."
He put down his bowl and chopsticks and stood up, but Zhuozhuo hugged his legs again, "Daddy, eat. When you're full, go find some clothes."
Yang Fan couldn't help but rub Zhuozhuo's little head, and the world-weariness and deep hatred in his eyes faded a lot. After finishing the meal under Zhuozhuo's supervision, Yang Fan took Zhuozhuo's hand and went upstairs.
The little guy was lively. After taking two steps, he shook off Yang Fan and ran in front like a happy little bird. When he ran far away, he would stop and ask Yang Fan to hurry up, or he would come back like a gust of wind, hang on Yang Fan's legs and walk for two or three steps, then run away again.
Next to the bedroom is a very large dressing room. Zhuozhuo and Yang Fan's clothes are hung and displayed in different categories, allowing people to put together a set of going-out clothes in the shortest time.
Zhuozhuo picked out a modified Chinese-style short-sleeved trousers suit and a pair of pink embroidered cloth shoes. After putting them on, she was about to rush out happily, but was held down by Yang Fan, who tied two small braids for her and put them up, and then added two pearl tassels to make her twice as cute.
Zhuozhuo happily spun in front of the mirror and gave Yang Fan a thumbs-up. "Dad, your hands are amazing. They can do magic. Just brush it and my hair looks great!"
"Dad knows a lot of hairstyles, I'll give you a new one tomorrow."
"Okay, okay."
Although the activity center was within the residential complex, it was too large and quite far to get to, requiring public transportation. Yang Fan initially considered teleporting with Zhuo Zhuo, but then changed his mind and let Zhuo Zhuo choose. Zhuo Zhuo chose roller skates for herself and a bicycle for Yang Fan. The father and daughter walked and stopped along the way, and by the time they reached the activity center, everyone was almost gone.
Seeing a dozen strange children, Zhuozhuo was a little shy. He stuck close to Yang Fan's legs and waved his little hand slightly, "Hello."
Some of the children looked back, while others simply didn't react. Zhuozhuo tilted his head. Just as the parents who were watching silently were sweating and Yang Fan was about to turn on the air conditioner, Zhuozhuo suddenly ran over to a little girl who was pushing a cube. She said in a baby voice, "Sister, what are you doing?"
The little girl looked at Zhuozhuo and said expressionlessly, "I'm building a house. This is the 39th brick of the foundation."
Zhuozhuo pointed to a large pit nearby and asked curiously, "Sister, is this pit the foundation?"
"No, the bricks laid in the pit are the foundation. I've seen documentaries and looked up information. Foundations are usually held together with cement, but I'm young and using cement is dangerous, so I used craft glue instead. The bricks are also fake and won't rub your hands."
Zhuozhuo observed for a moment, then found a fake brick from the messy pile of materials nearby and hurriedly moved it to the edge of the pit. She smiled and said, "Sister, I want to play with you. My name is Zhuozhuo."
The little girl nodded coolly, "Then let's divide the work. I'll be Lingshu. Zhuozhuo, you move the bricks over here, and I'll lay them down below."
"Okay, Sister Lingshu."
Lingshu glanced at Zhuozhuo, as if he felt that the name was annoying, but looking at Zhuozhuo's soft and cute appearance and clear and smiling eyes, he didn't say anything.
Zhuozhuo fit in smoothly. Yang Fan found a seat and sat down, watching Zhuozhuo play. After a while, a parent walked over and said with a smile, "I'm Lingshu's father. This girl has loved architecture since she was little. Her interests are different from other children, and it's rare to see her playing with others."
Yang Fan smiled, "Zhuozhuo is very likable. Most adults and children like her."
Lingshu's father: "..."
This silly dad filter.
Soon it was time for dinner. The hungry children ran to their parents. Zhuozhuo said goodbye to Lingshu and threw himself into Yang Fan's arms, "Dad!"
Yang Fan picked up Zhuo Zhuo and didn't leave immediately. Zhuo Zhuo turned around and saw Ling Shu coming over. He said softly, "Sister Ling Shu, this is my dad."
Lingshu nodded and said politely, "Hello, uncle. My name is Lingshu." She pointed to the man next to her and said, "Zhuozhuo, this is my father."
Zhuozhuo said with full energy: "Hello uncle, I am a good friend of Sister Lingshu, my name is Zhuozhuo!"
"Hey, hello, Zhuozhuo."
No wonder he was able to defeat Yang Fan, this kid is so cute.
Zhuozhuo said, "Did my uncle chat with my dad?"
"We chatted." Lingshu's father said with a smile, feeling that the experience of being polite with a three-year-old child was really novel.
Zhuozhuo said childishly, "Uncle, my dad doesn't like to talk and has no friends. Next time you come, come play with my dad. Zhuozhuo will bring you something delicious and fragrant."
Lingshu's father suppressed a laugh, "Okay, I understand."
On the way back, Zhuozhuo's battery was too low to pedal the scooter. Yang Fan hung the scooter on the back of his bicycle, held Zhuozhuo in one hand, and rode with one hand, saying with a smile, "Zhuozhuo, what delicious food are you going to bring for Lingshu's father next time?"
Zhuozhuo said with some annoyance, "Zhuozhuo ate the biscuits that Dad brought. If Zhuozhuo hadn't eaten them, he could have given them to Uncle just now."
This means that Lingshu’s father ate her food, and she will definitely play well with her father next time.
Yang Fan laughed again: "Dad wants to prepare something for his friend. Zhuozhuo doesn't have to worry about it, okay?"
"OK."
The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was gentle. When they got home, both the big and small ones were sweating. Zhuozhuo was clamoring for a bath. Yang Fan held Zhuozhuo down and ate before letting her take a bath. After the bath, the little one lost her energy.
Yang Fan looked at Zhuozhuo who was twisted like a pretzel on the bed and smiled faintly.
Zhuozhuo laughed as she pedaled her scooter. After a few autumn rains, the weather was getting cooler. She did a cool drift turn and stopped sideways in the middle of the road. She looked at Yang Fan, who was riding his bicycle slowly. "Dad, everyone's going to school. Lingshu is going to the senior class, Wangwang is going to the middle class, and Dami is going to the first grade... Dad, why isn't Zhuozhuo going to school?"
Yang Fan was stunned. This was indeed his oversight. He had been out of touch with society for so long that even though there were fewer children around these days, he hadn't realized school had started. The friends Zhuozhuo had helped him make hadn't reminded him either. Perhaps they thought he didn't want to send Zhuozhuo to kindergarten, or perhaps they wanted Zhuozhuo to stay with him all the time so he wouldn't go back to his old ways, hanging out with nothing to do all day.
"Zhuozhuo wants to go to school?"
Zhuozhuo shook his head, his face serious, and said in a baby voice, "Zhuozhuo wants to go and have a look, and then decide whether to go to school or not."
Yang Fan asked Wang, the property manager, for information on nearby kindergartens. Together, they selected them and called to inquire if the kindergarten was still enrolling. With permission from above, regardless of whether or not they were enrolling, Zhuozhuo was definitely going to enroll. After receiving a positive response, Yang Fan scheduled a time to take Zhuozhuo on a tour.
Zhuozhuo was skillfully packing snacks into her backpack, some for her and the children, and some for Yang Fan and the adults. Yang Fan took out his portion and said, "Kindergarten is a place for children to study. You don't need to prepare any for Dad."
"Dad isn't going with Zhuozhuo?"
"Let's go together. Daddy will be waiting for Zhuozhuo outside. Zhuozhuo will be in the classroom with the other children and taking classes with the teacher." Worried that Zhuozhuo might become bored with school, Yang Fan added, "Daddy can turn into a ghost and quietly accompany Zhuozhuo."
“Okay!”
When visiting the kindergarten, the principals all said that they could try classes first, trying their best to keep Zhuozhuo. Unfortunately, when Zhuozhuo saw the spiritual book, he excitedly chose this kindergarten.
The admission procedures were completed on the spot. Zhuozhuo didn't even go home and stayed to attend classes, becoming a glorious student in the small class.
Zhuozhuo was taken to the Little Stars class by the teacher, only to find out she wasn't with Lingshu. Her face immediately fell. The head teacher was about to suggest she could attend the larger class, but Zhuozhuo calmed herself down and said, "Okay, after class, Zhuozhuo will go play with Sister Lingshu."
With Yang Fan's Gui Qi by her side, Zhuo Zhuo adapted to kindergarten life incredibly smoothly. Not only did she get along well with her classmates, but she was also liked by children from other classes. After two weeks, Yang Fan stopped letting Gui Qi accompany her to foster her independence. He kept a close eye on Zhuo Zhuo and noticed that she only felt a brief discomfort when he was gone, but she quickly adjusted. It was he who felt the loss.
Yang Fan tried his best to adjust his mentality. When he picked up Zhuozhuo from school, the little guy suddenly hugged his neck and started chattering about what happened in class.
Yang Fan's loneliness and affectation disappeared in an instant, and he listened with great interest. This kind of ordinary happiness fascinated him.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the atmosphere is filled with festive cheer. Yang Fan, carrying the molds he'd bought, was waiting at the kindergarten entrance, ready to go back with Zhuo Zhuo to make mooncakes. Suddenly, he sensed a familiar yet disgusting voice. His face changed, and he disappeared.
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