Recognize the father with the mini dad

After lunch, Shen Tangjiu was not in a hurry to leave. He still remembered Tan Xiaorui's routine nap, so he carried Tan Xiaorui to the second floor.

There are five rooms on the second floor, and two study rooms.

Shen Zhangnian and Tang Qiuye's room was on the first floor, so they didn't follow.

So Tan Mingzhe boldly raised his head: "Young Master Shen, your house is really poor! There are so many rooms!"

Shen Tangjiu glanced at him without answering.

Tan Xiaorui was still holding a half-bitten apple in his hand, and there were only the three of them left, so he handed the apple to Tan Mingzhe: "Dad, do you want to eat it?"

"Eat, I'll come out first."

Shen Tangjiu pushed open a door and put Tan Xiaorui down. Tan Xiaorui had already reached out to catch Tan Mingzhe who jumped out. He ran to the table, put the apples aside, and put Tan Mingzhe beside them for him to eat.

"Did you prepare something else for Dad?" Tan Mingzhe asked while nibbling on an apple.

"Yes, you wait." Tan Xiaorui spread out his little hand, which contained a broccoli, a piece of meat, a mushroom, and a little rice.

"Dad, don't think I'm dirty." Tan Xiaorui said while putting the things in his hand on a napkin.

Tan Mingzhe: "...I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it." Anyway, these things are enough for him, and he only needs to eat in a clean place.

Tan Mingzhe looked at Shen Tangjiu's room while eating.It was probably the reason why he would come back to live occasionally, so Tang Qiuye would also help Shen Tangjiu clean up the room, dry the bedding and so on. In short, Shen Tangjiu's room was very tidy. The room faced the sun and had no damp smell. It was very clean and warm.

Shen Tangjiu took out the quilt from the closet and made the bed. Tan Xiaorui went to wash his hands and came back. He also raised his head and looked around.

There are a lot of certificates and other things posted in this room. There is a lattice cabinet with many trophies and medals in the lattice.

"Daddy, is this all your award?" Tan Xiaorui said with admiration and admiration.

Shen Tangjiu responded, "Yes."

"Daddy is amazing!" Tan Xiaorui complimented him sincerely.

Tan Mingzhe searched around for photos of Shen Tangjiu's room, and sure enough there were some, but he didn't see any photos from when he was too young. Most of the photos in the room were from high school and college. At that time, Shen Tangjiu was already a bit like a sharp sword out of its sheath. Energetic.The only difference is that it was more immature at that time.

"Master Shen, do you still have any photos? Let's take a look." Tan Mingzhe was very curious, he smiled and said to Shen Tangjiu, "Let me see how much Ruirui looks like you when you were a child."

Tan Xiaorui had already taken off his little boots and climbed onto the bed, but when he heard this, he became excited. He sat up and said coquettishly to Shen Tangjiu: "Daddy, I want to watch it too."

"...Okay, I'll look for it." Shen Tangjiu went to the desk drawer where he often put things and began to search.

Tan Mingzhe finished his food quickly, jumped off the table as if joining in the fun, jumped onto Shen Tangjiu's shoulder, ran into the drawer along his hand, and looked curiously.

There are some small toys in the drawer, which are played by little boys, such as glass marbles, spinning tops, and small wooden cars.

Tan Mingzhe thought it was fun, jumped on a marble, stepped on it and turned it around in the drawer, Shen Tangjiu was covered with black lines, and wanted to close the drawer and lock people in it.

But soon he found a few photo albums.

Tan Mingzhe jumped off the marbles and onto the photo album, so Shen Tangjiu had no choice but to carry him to the bedside.

Tan Xiaorui leaned over with great interest, and reached out to catch Tan Mingzhe. The father and son lay down beside the bed in unison, and couldn't wait to open the photo album.

Shen Tangjiu sat on the side, watching the two people laughing for a while, and flipping through his childhood photo albums in amazement.

At the front of the album is a photo of him since the full moon. He is chubby, sitting on a small chair, and the corners of his mouth still seem to be drooling.

Then it was Baitian, lying on the blanket, sticking out his little butt, and catching a ball with great vigor.

For the first birthday, climb into a car and drive.

At the age of two, sitting in a rocking chair shaped like a big rooster...

Tan Mingzhe praised: "It really looks a bit like..."

Tan Xiaorui took the opportunity to ask him: "Dad, did you take a picture of me?"

"Of course, they are all stored in Dad's mobile phone." Tan Mingzhe replied, "From the time you were born to now, almost all of them are there."

"Oh, it's pretty much the same." Satisfied, Tan Xiaorui continued to look at Shen Tangjiu's photos, and when he turned to the photos of Shen Tangjiu when he was five or six years old, Tan Xiaorui pointed at the young boy and said, "Look at it, Dad, it looks more like it."

"Yeah, so he is your daddy."

"Well, Dad, you finally did a good thing." Tan Xiaorui praised, and he was sincerely relieved.

"Brat, you know how to argue with dad."

Tan Xiaorui chuckled.

The two finished reading Shen Tangjiu's photo album, Tan Xiaorui was also sleepy, and fell asleep after lying down for a while.

Shen Tangjiu put away the photo album and put it back where it was. Tan Mingzhe lay on the bed and looked at him.

"What?" Shen Tangjiu asked.

"It's nothing, I suddenly felt a little emotional." Tan Mingzhe whispered, "I really don't seem to be worthy of being a father."

Shen Tangjiu sat down on the chair and looked at Tan Mingzhe: "Why are you..."

Why didn't he finish speaking later, but Tan Mingzhe understood what he wanted to ask.

"Maybe...it's too lonely!" Tan Mingzhe sighed, "I didn't have any friends around me at that time, and I didn't know anyone. I just thought, it would be great if I had a child to play with, So just..."

"Then since you have raised it, why are you restless?"

"I've lived in peace for three or four years." Tan Mingzhe's eyes flashed, he shook his head and said, "What do you say, it's probably because the country is easy to change and the nature is hard to change!"

Shen Tangjiu's eyes darkened.

Tan Mingzhe immediately said again: "But don't worry, I have really changed this time. With you, Young Master Shen, in charge, I will be obedient, I will not do anything, and I will not cause any trouble."

Shen Tangjiu was noncommittal.

Tan Mingzhe pretended to yawn: "I'm a little sleepy too, are you going to sleep? If not, I'll go to bed first."

Shen Tangjiu quickly opened the door and left.

Tan Mingzhe opened his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly.

He really wanted to be a good dad at the beginning, but because some people pursued him so hard that they threatened his son's safety, of course Tan Mingzhe would not stand by and be passive to the end.

Since the other party always wants to achieve greater achievements and has recruited so many talented teenagers, he will destroy them.

One person's power is limited, so he only picks out forces that cooperate with or are related to the other party to make trouble.

This time too, the other party did not know when he developed a high-magnetic particle device. It is said that through magnetic fields and radiation, people can mutate and become more talented. He studied it for several months and stole it home.

He already knew these high-tech things. He originally wanted to research and modify them and sell them as normal particle machines, but he overestimated his own strength and turned into what he is now...

But it's not bad, if he has been safe and sound, then he doesn't know that he has chosen such a reliable father for his son.

Shen Tangjiu did not go downstairs, but went into the next room. It was a study room with a piano and a large bookshelf. Next to the bookshelf was a computer desk. Next to the computer desk was a desk.

Shen Tangjiu sat down at the desk, took out a pen and paper, and began to paint and draw.

It turned out that he was painting the weapons and equipment that he painted at Lu Yang's villa that day, as well as... small clothes...

The author has something to say: the second update is here, it’s a bit late, so thank you for your support~