Dr. Jiang’s Daily Adversities

What can Jiang listen to Xu?

The living man is not far in front of him, so he can't talk nonsense with his eyes open, right?

I have to say that the man Mo Boyuan did a good job in some aspects.

A mature and successful man can do business with ease.

As for the fathers of other children, Jiang listened to Xu's comments.

After all, everyone is not familiar.

Just understand it!

cough.

"Actually, this time just happened to have time."

After envious of Xiao Pang's mother, she started to complain again:

"My husband has never participated in any event at his son's school. I am afraid that it is not even clear where the kindergarten gate is opened. I am really busy with work."

"What does Little Fat Dad do?"

"His dad is engaged in construction. He spends most of the year on the construction site and he has a limited number of times to go home."

The construction site is indeed not idle.

Chatting, not far from the top of the mountain.

The two children almost couldn't hold the small flag in their hands. Looking ahead, they could hardly see the children.

"Dad, are we number one now?"

Mo Boyuan's face was not flushed or panting, unlike the two little guys, both flushed and panting.

"Yeah." Replied lightly.

I don't care if it is the first.

What's the first place in this kind of thing?

Indeed, for adults, these things can be said to be meaningless.

But for children, the process of participation and the feeling of getting the first place are things that will be extremely useful for the rest of their lives.

Sure enough, after getting his father's personal confirmation, the little guy jumped up excitedly, and the two children hugged again.

Because I was holding a small flag in my hand, I could only touch my belly with excitement. It was very cute.

At this moment, the man on the side poured a basin of cold water down:

"It's too early to be happy, it's not the end yet."

Huh~

Seems!

"Little fat, let's go quickly."

"Hmm, we must not let Xiaoshan Xiaochao them overtake us and go."

Mo Boyuan twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, and continued to easily follow behind the two small carrot heads.

Zizi~

The phone in his pocket vibrated.

Connect:

"what's up?"

"Brother Mo, at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, the crew will go directly to the house to follow the film. Keep the address there?"

Zhou Xian didn't dare to call the shots at will, and it was up to Brother Mo to decide this kind of thing himself.

Mo Boyuan condensed:

"Leave Yunyu Tixiang."

The address has already been exposed.

"Okay, then I will tell them, at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, don't forget Mobo."

"Ok."

Your brother Mo is still in his 70s, so his memory is not so bad!

It didn't take long to hang up the phone, two small and one big finally succeeded in reaching the top.

"Wow! Dad, we are really number one!" The little guy was very happy, and shook his father's legs excitedly several times.

Mo Boyuan wanted to retreat for the first time, but he endured it.

If he really retreats, I'm afraid this kid will have to throw a dog and eat shit, but the disgust on his face is a little bit more.

The little guy didn't mind, or rather, didn't notice at all.

Xiaopang is more sensible, and greets the foolish little man:

"Mo Zhining, we quickly pulled out all the flags here, or someone will be here."

The little guy who was still holding his father’s leg did the silly husband finally come back to his senses:

"Oh, here comes."

Mo Boyuan flicked the trouser legs that had been wrinkled by his son, and then found a stone to sit down.