did you see my dad

When the word mope comes out of a child's mouth, the listener only finds it funny.

Wujo Wu barked, drawing Huali to look back, her eyes seemed to be asking why she was smiling, Wujo Wu had to look at the direction where the boy was leaving, diverted his attention, and preached in an elder tone: "You Mom is right, stay away from him in the future~"

After Huali got the correct answer, she also felt that she had done a great job. She stretched out her arms to hug her. Gojo Wu's body moved faster than his brain. When he bent down, he realized that his behavior was a little out of control. Thinking about this It was not a good habit, and was interrupted by Huali's soft palm.

She hummed and chirped, coquettishly wanting to be hugged. When a child looked over with a cute and soft face with innocent eyes and made a request that was not too much, she was rarely rejected.

She just wants a hug.

It's just a hug, and Gojo Satoru won't lose anything.

Holding it up with one hand, he easily seemed to be holding a kitten in his arms, and the kitten was very clinging to him, wrapping his small arms around his neck, rubbing his soft cheek against his smooth lines The lower jaw indicates intimacy.

The cub's acting like a spoiled child was very helpful to him. Although he couldn't see anything from his face, when he asked Huali what else he wanted to buy home, the little girl was a little shy and whispered in his ear: " Suck on the jelly."

Compared with the easy-to-choke jelly that needs to be torn open, the easy-to-operate suction jelly has always been Huali's favorite choice.

Huali picked out several flavors on the shelf and held them in her arms. Remembering that the person who paid was now her father, she hesitated for a moment, then she tilted her head and asked Wujo Wu in a low voice: "Daddy, can I have three?"

Gojo Satoru pretended to be thinking and murmured, as if he was very embarrassed.Seeing his expression, Huali took a last look at Shuisu Jelly with some reluctance, put her favorite flavor in her arms, grabbed the other two and prepared to put them back.

While putting it on, he said as if comforting himself: "One pear is enough."

It's just that the drooping eyebrows and slightly puckered mouth revealed her true emotions. Gojo Satoru had had enough teasing, and grabbed three sucking jellies on the shelf with one palm and threw them into the shopping cart he was pushing.

Seeing the cynical smile on his face, Huali grabbed another handful of jelly and threw it in.

At the end of the day, when they pushed their carts in line to check out, the half-lying-sized shopping carts, which were big enough to put pears in, were filled with sucking jelly.

Gojo Satoru has a particular fondness for sweets, so he simply wanted to satisfy a child's craving for snacks.He didn't understand how exaggerated and pampering the child was in the eyes of others, especially when the mother and son queuing in front of him were furious when they found out that the child had bought two more candies at the checkout, he was very puzzled.

It's just two lollipops.

"Eat so much sugar, sooner or later your teeth will fall out!"

Hearing the mother's scolding, the child was still clutching the two lollipops tightly. He glanced back at the shopping cart that Gojo Satoru was pushing enviously, and whispered back dissatisfied: "But other people's fathers will let you buy a lot of snacks." ..."

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows, but did not speak.

It's just that Huali in his arms simply thought it was a compliment after hearing his words, and sweetly echoed: "Yes, my dad is awesome!"

The woman turned her head angrily, scanned Wutiaowu up and down, and finally landed on the full shopping cart, muttering angrily: "Is it really not afraid of getting sick if you let children eat so many snacks?"

For Wujo Satoru, this is a question beyond the framework.

For Huali, this is a dangerous problem.

She didn't want her treasure jelly to be returned at all.

"I won't get sick!" She raised her hand and emphasized, "If you only eat one Huali a day, you won't get sick!"

The man in the back row was amused by her words, and walked around Gojo Wu to look at Huali: "There are so many, it will take a long time to eat."

Huali nodded vigorously, and pretended to count with her ten fingers: "It can be eaten for 100 years!"

She had no idea of ​​the year she was talking about, but when she heard the laughter coming from around, she could tell that they were laughing at her, so she buried her face puffed into Gojo Satoru's arms and couldn't get out.

Gojo Satoru, who walked out of the shopping mall, held an oversized snack bag in her hand, and was holding a Huali who was holding a sucking jelly in her arms. She unscrewed the lid, and as a reward for buying her a sucking jelly, she generously took the first bite Give it to Gojo Satoru.

However, he didn't eat the children's snacks, and Huali, who was rejected, leaned on Wutiao Wu's shoulder, a little bit hard, but it didn't prevent her from eating.

Perhaps because of Sunday, it was rare for high school students who had nothing to do to come out to hang out.

The first-year students of the high school taught by Gojo Satoru were walking behind them with a taiyaki in each hand. One of the sharp-eyed black-haired boys turned his head and saw a very familiar white hair in the crowd. Special, he watched intently for a few seconds and then couldn't help pulling his companion aside and pointing in the direction of Huali.

He beeped softly: "Ah, look, that child and Mr. Wutiao seem...especially the hair, and the eyes..."

Another person answered: "It's quite similar, and ah..." The young man paused for a second, staring at the back of the man holding the child carefully, "Do you think that the man's back is so arrogant and white? Hair and walking posture..."

The two said in unison: "Teacher Wutiao!"

The teenagers were in a mess, Gojo Satoru was a rich bachelor in their eyes, and he didn't have any sisters, where did this kid come from? !

Is it possible...

They looked at each other, and a word flashed in their eyes at the same time - illegitimate daughter!

Perhaps out of awe of this strongest man, they didn't dare to run over and turn the corner to ask, but seeing that they were about to leave, in desperation, the boy who first spotted them took out his mobile phone and took a photo from a distance. Two photos were taken as souvenirs.

When they returned to the high school, a few people played around and peeked at the other students who hadn't left school. They stood in the corridor and let out exclamations, while Jia Ruzi, who happened to be passing by, burped, and heard Wutiao's words After a few words, he poked his head to see what happened.

"It's definitely my own!" A classmate confirmed by pushing his glasses.

Jia Ruzi took a closer look, although it was a little blurry, but the characteristics were still obvious.

Because of her joining, the group of students immediately fled in all directions, and the boy holding the mobile phone to share was forcibly grabbed by the shoulders. The woman in a white coat had dark circles under her eyes but she was not concealed. She exuded a mature-feminine tenderness: "Please send me a copy of the photo, too."

"Hi...Hi!"

Gojo Satoru, who returned home, soon received a call from Yarui Glass.

"I heard you have a baby?"

Gojo Satoru was folding the quilt to be dried, and he didn't answer immediately when he heard the words of the family, but glanced back at Huali who was watching TV, and he responded when he saw that her attention was attracted by the TV: " I'm still a virgin~"

Jia Ruozi: "...I'm not interested in this kind of thing at all, who is that kid?"

"I don't know," Gojo Satoru didn't lie, he stood up and walked to the balcony, far away from the living room, "It's just a picked up child, you can see her after a while."

Jia Ruyanzi was in a daze when he heard it, so he had to follow his words and ask: "What do you mean?"

"She can see the curse spirit."

Now, Jiarui Nizi understood what he meant, but before hanging up the phone, she asked again unwillingly: "Isn't it really the child you left behind?"

"Well... do you want to bet, Nitro?"

Jia Ruozi: "I refuse."

The call went nowhere.

Ever since she had a bed-wetting record, Gojo Satoru had to buy her age-appropriate nighttime diapers. Huali didn't object to it, but she seemed to be in a dilemma when it came to bathing.

Gojo Satoru hoped that she could wash it by herself, but this was not within Huali's range.

So after a full meal, the elder and the younger met each other for a long time, Huali still didn't understand the issue of gender, but she was a little lost about Wujowu not giving her a bath.

And he flipped through his address book, and found that Jia Ruozi, who could help, hadn't answered the phone for a long time. After waiting for another 5 minutes, Huali yawned and was already so sleepy that he started rubbing his eyes.

Gojo Satoru had to make a choice.

He found a wooden basin, which was just the size to put Huali in it. After filling it with hot water, he dripped the newly bought children's shower gel, stirred bubbles with his hands, and asked Huali to take off his clothes.

Gojo Satoru turned his back to her, directing her to do what she could do by herself: "After taking off your clothes, soak in by yourself."

Huali's clothes got stuck in her neck again, so she had no choice but to run to Gojo Satoru for help, but the adult pulled her clothes off like pulling off a cork.

Huali ran to the tub with her butt naked, and stretched out her little finger to test the water temperature.

As soon as she stretched out a little, Huali immediately retracted, her whole face wrinkled.

She yelled, "Dad!"

Gojo Satoru rolled up his sleeves and put his back on her hips, pricked up his ears and asked, "What's the problem?"

"Hot!" the child complained.

Gojo Satoru recalled that the touch just now was just right, but thinking of the tender skin of a child, which is different from his rough skin and thick flesh, he could only lament that raising a child is really difficult.

It is a hundred times more difficult than solving the curse spirit.

After readjusting the water temperature, Gojo Satoru, a virtuous mother who seems to have worked hard for a large family, looked at her older self in the mirror, and decided to put her on the agenda to send her to a high school.

Maybe... tomorrow will be a good day.

As he thought about it, he saw in the mirror that the pear had been soaked in the wooden basin with a towel on its head, two small hands grasping the edge of the wooden basin, and its cheeks were white and pink, like a small peach sending out cuteness to him. laser.

Gojo Satoru would not admit that he was so cute, he turned his head and looked at the snacks outside the door: At least let her get rid of some sucking jelly before leaving, otherwise it would be too wasteful for him.

This was Huali's happiest day. She wore her new pajamas and curled up under the quilt and fell into a deep sleep. Gojo Satoru, who used the excuse that the child should be independent since childhood, let her sleep in a bed alone, finally got a rare rest.

But in such a late night, Huali was awakened by the sound of sharp objects rubbing against the glass.

She rubbed her eyes, the light from the night light was very weak, she raised her head in a half-dream and half-awake, and looked towards the source of the sound.