The relationship between this father and son is sometimes incomprehensible to outsiders.
Didn't you say you had a bad relationship?
cough.
When people get along, everyone has their own way of doing things. Of course, there's also the issue of the magnetic field between them. For example, the little dumpling and his dad are the kind of people who absolutely can't stand each other and wish the other would disappear immediately, out of sight, out of mind.
But judging from the previous times Gao Dan was injured, I was particularly worried and nervous at those times.
Furthermore, when the villain was kidnapped, Gao Dan had a meltdown and almost caused a death.
Therefore, some things can only be understood intuitively and cannot be explained in words.
The grapefruit, freshly picked from the tree, releases a refreshing fragrance as soon as the peel is removed; it smells wonderful.
However, it's a bit small, not as big as the ones Mom usually takes out of her secret treasure chest.
After his father peeled the whole pomelo:
"Daddy, have some dumplings."
They were just complaining that it was too small, but now they can't wait to eat it.
Gao Dan tore the two halves open and handed them to his son. The little boy snatched them away and skillfully tore them open with his chubby paws. Before he had even finished tearing them open, he started gnawing on them.
But the next moment, the little man's face instantly turned into a bitter, sour face:
"Ouch...ouch...Daddy...it's so sore~~"
Wild pomelos certainly won't be very sweet.
"Then you shouldn't eat it."
Every time Gao Dan saw her son acting so spoiled, she wanted to throw the brat into a training camp so he wouldn't be spoiled by his mother at home.
As for why he didn't choose the XX Police Station's guard team, it's because if this kid were in the station, he would definitely be let off easy, without a doubt.
The little boy pouted, and although he found it sour, he didn't throw it away and continued to gnaw on it.
It's sour, but as long as it quenches my thirst, that's fine.
Anyway, I always feel rough around with my dad, but I only feel comfortable with my mom.
Pfft, even little people are different.
Even a fool could tell the difference between being treated like royalty, right?
Finally quenching their thirst, the father and son continued climbing. Of course, they didn't throw away the remaining pomelos; they carefully placed them in the hood behind the little boy's clothes.
The little boy, whose short legs could barely move, was carried by his father who put the pomelo in his hat...
I feel like crying, I feel terrible.
But the little dumpling also knew very well that his dad only showed love to his mom. As for his own son, hmph, he definitely wouldn't show it; he would only be vicious.
When they finally reached the halfway point, their short legs really couldn't lift them anymore, and they slumped weakly onto the grass beside them.
"Daddy, Tuanzi really can't walk anymore."
This mountain is so high!
Gao Dan glanced at the path he had taken, then at the remaining distance, and squatted down:
"Come up."
Halfway through the journey was also the standard that Gao Dan set for his son.
This is almost the limit.
The little guy was still a bit flattered, but Gao Dan glanced at him and said again, somewhat annoyed:
"If you're not coming up, then keep climbing yourself."
Forehead....
Upon hearing this, the little guy immediately climbed onto his father's back:
"Daddy, it's okay." He wrapped his arms tightly around his father's neck to keep from falling.
Gao Dan's lips twitched:
"Do you want to murder your own father? Let go, just grab my shoulder, I won't drop you."
Your dad can carry equipment weighing over 100 pounds steadily, let alone a little guy like you who only weighs around 30 pounds.
......
The little one was lying on his father's back. He was so tired earlier that he started to doze off. He didn't make a sound, and the next moment, he really closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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