MTL - Almighty Dad-Chapter 52 Playboy Dad 3

After the parent-teacher meeting, Cao Rui immediately wanted to slip away, but he didn't know that the boy in his family didn't have good grades, and his voice was loud. When the head teacher left, he yelled loudly at the door: "Dad, shall we go to dinner now?" ?”

Cao Rui just felt ashamed, covered his face with his hands and really didn't want to talk to him, he eats and eats, he knows how to eat every day, it's okay if he likes to eat, but you put your grades up in the exam, and he won't worry about it at all, He doesn't worry about being ridiculed by others, and he only thinks about his food. He really doesn't know how he gave birth to such a son.

Han Ze next to him heard the meal, he pushed his chair away and stood up, Cao Rui looked at him in surprise and asked, "What's wrong?"

Han Ze looked serious: "It's 11:30, it's time to take the children to eat, don't be hungry anymore." After a pause, he looked at Cao Rui and said with a smile: "Brother Cao, we haven't seen each other for so many years Why don't you take the children to have a meal together, let's catch up on the old days?"

"I still have something to do in the afternoon, let's get together next time."

Cao Ruiqiang squeezed out a smile. It is true that he and Han Ze have not seen each other for many years, but the relationship between him and Han Ze is really not good enough to have dinner together.

He glanced at the bright smile on Han Ze's face, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the smile was full of show off, yes, he has the capital to show off, just now the head teacher of the parents' association specially praised Han Ze's son, the first in the whole grade If it were him, he would be proud to have a son with such a long face.

Thinking that his son is the first in the whole grade, but his son is the last in the class, he feels even more uncomfortable. The same son, why is there such a big difference?

If he had dinner with them, he thought it would not be reminiscing about the old days, it would be humiliating to send them home.

Han Ze insisted, and said with a smile: "Why not next time, even if you have something in the afternoon, it won't delay your meal. Let's take the children without drinking, and just find a restaurant outside the school to have a simple light meal. Is it time?"

When Han Ze mentioned this, Cao Rui still didn’t want to have dinner with him. Just as he was about to refuse, a crisp voice came from beside him: “Okay, okay, brother, are you Han Fu’s brother? ?”

Han Ze turned his head to look at the child who was speaking. Seeing his appearance, he opened his mouth in shock and smiled uncomfortably: "I am Han Fu's father. Are you Han Fu's classmate?"

Cao Xing also opened his mouth in shock, Han Fu's father is so young, he pointed at Cao Rui, his fat face, his eyes were blurred by a smile, and said: "My father is Cao Rui, my name is Cao Xing, this semester Just transferred to this school."

Cao Xing? Isn't it the last one who scored 247 points in the test? Han Ze felt a little proud. The son of a famous college student is not necessarily a top student. The son of a scumbag may not necessarily be a scumbag, but may also be a **** of learning.

Han Ze looked at Cao Rui, then at Cao Xing, and sighed, "Brother Cao, your child is in good health. What do you feed him every day? My Han Fu is too thin. I want to make up for him. Make up your body."

"This child can't study well, so he will take advantage of this."

Cao Rui's cheeks were full of embarrassment, his child was not only in good health, he was so good, he was 1.7 meters tall and weighed 220 jins, how could he not be in good health?

Han Ze said disapprovingly: "Brother Cao, I'm not talking about you. The child's weight needs to be controlled. Being able to eat too much is not an advantage for a child with his physique... The child is young and only knows how to eat. Enjoy, he doesn't understand the harm of being fat to the body, it is mainly up to us as parents to help them manage their bodies."

Cao Rui pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly. He never thought that one day he would be lectured by Han Ze, who he looked down upon at the beginning, but Han Ze was right, and he couldn’t refute it. His family Cao Xing’s weight really should be reduced. Their company has A colleague's child had fatty liver in his teens. He had to pay attention to Cao Xing's body, but the child loved to eat and didn't listen to him. He couldn't control it if he wanted to.

Han Ze looked at Cao Xing and said earnestly, "Little classmate, we have to arrange our meals reasonably and not overeat. Your father praised you for being able to eat. For you, that is really not an advantage, understand?"

At this moment, Cao Rui felt that Han Ze hadn't changed much. He was still so naive after all these years, and he couldn't even read people's faces when he spoke.

Cao Xing looked at his father and Han Fu's father in confusion, not knowing what to say.

"Father, let's go." Han Fu walked over without knowing when.

Cao Xing breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at Han Fu and smiled teasingly, the fat on his face trembled: "Han Fu, your father is really young, and he speaks quite young."

Han Fu glanced at Han Ze indifferently, looked at him and explained, "My dad is young at heart, don't be offended."

Han Ze argued unhappily next to him: "Xiao Fu, Dad is not only young at heart, he is very young himself."

Han Fu ignored him, looked at Cao Rui and his son beside him, and said, "My father is thirty-three years old, he is indeed very young."

Cao Xing opened his mouth into an O shape, and asked very curiously, "How old is your father?"

Han Fu glanced at him, but didn't answer his words.

Han Ze straightened his chest and said proudly, "When I was seventeen, my Xiao Fu was born."

Han Fu turned his face away and couldn't bear to look at him.

Cao Xing looked at him adoringly, and said with great interest, "Uncle, you are amazing. I am still in the third year of high school at the age of eighteen, and you became a father at the age of seventeen? It seems that I have to learn from you."

Han Fu sneered, Cao Rui frowned.

Han Ze walked over, put his arms around his shoulders, and said, "Xiao Xing, you are a classmate of my Han Fu's. Uncle will pass on some experience to you. You can't just learn from me."

Cao Xing looked at him puzzled, and asked with a strong thirst for knowledge: "Why not?"

Han Ze let go of him, pointed to his body, let him have a look, and asked, "What do you think uncle looks like?"

Cao Xing looked at him carefully, and said a word with envy: "Handsome."

Han Ze said: "Yes, you are handsome. Girls like you only if you are handsome. Do you think there will be girls willing to give birth to you with your current good body?"

Cao Xing compared his fat body to Han Fu's father's body, and he shook his head dejectedly, "There is no female student in the class who likes me." Then he looked at Han Fu, pointed at him and said, "Uncle, your Han Fu There are many girls who like it."

Han Ze was serious, and Cao Rui frowned, but didn't say a word. He was considered open-minded, and he didn't care about the child's puppy love. He felt that if the child wanted to fall in love, the parents didn't care about it. It's better to guide him correctly. .

Cao Xing felt that he and Uncle Han were chatting very speculatively, so he couldn't help complaining: "Even the girl I like likes Han Fu, uncle, you have to take care of him, don't attract bees and butterflies all day long." .”

Han Fu's indifferent eyes glanced at him warningly, Cao Xing was too frightened to make a sound, and hurriedly hid behind Han Ze.

Han Fu's expression became even colder, it was his father.

Han Ze looked at Han Fu pretending to be profound, and seeing Han Fu's nervous eyes, he was overjoyed in his heart, his face remained calm, and he finally felt like a father, Han Fu's nervous little look, didn't he? Worried about him scolding him?

But in my heart, I was proudly thinking that girls like outstanding boys. His son looks so much like him. He was a handsome boy since he was a child. He has a good family background, good studies, and good temper. Girls will like him. too normal.

With Cao Xing's physique, that face similar to his father's, and his grades at the bottom, it's not normal for girls not to like him.

He laughed twice, patted Cao Xing's shoulder heavily, shook his head and sighed: "Genes are too powerful, there is no way."

Han Fu was stunned, and didn't understand how the topic changed to this point. The father's thoughts after amnesia are really, really jumpy, and being liked by many girls, does it have anything to do with genetics?

Cao Rui had a bad premonition in his heart, Cao Xing was puzzled, and asked Han Fu's doubts: "Does it have anything to do with genetics?"

Han Ze couldn't help laughing a few times, then he tried his best to hold back his laughter, coughed, and said solemnly: "Our family is all handsome guys, and girls like them when we were young, and Xiao Fu inherited my handsome gene , looking at the people around me, I found that genetics is really a mysterious science."

Cao Xing looked at Han Ze carefully, and then sized up Han Fu. He nodded in agreement.

Han Ze looked at him and clicked his tongue, and said, "Look at my Han Fu, he has inherited my handsome appearance, and then look at yourself."

Cao Rui tensed up, afraid that Han Ze would say something unexpected.

Cao Xing asked nervously, "What's wrong with me?"

Han Ze glanced at Cao Rui and said, "Your father is actually quite handsome, but you don't seem to have inherited his handsome gene."

Cao Xing said, and looked at Cao Rui. Cao Rui gave his unlucky son a look, and wanted to pull Han Ze out to put a sack in his heart and make him embarrassed.

Han Ze looked at him, shook his head regretfully, and said: "Genes are too powerful, I am more pleased that my family Xiao Fu is a lucky child who specially picks up my advantages and inherits them, even if I don't study well, but Xiao Fu Grandpa is good at studying, and he can pass it on from generation to generation... you are unlucky, your parents are all good-looking, and they are all high school students, why didn't you inherit it? But if you inherit it, the girl you like, You don't like my Xiaofu either, so you can't blame my Xiaofu, but you are too unlucky and too uninherited."

Cao Xing stared blankly at Han Ze, don't you really blame Han Fu?

Cao Rui couldn't help frowning when he heard Han Ze's words, and it was a pity that if his son inherited any of the advantages of him and his wife, he would not be so worried.

Han Ze nodded, "I really don't blame my Han Fu."

Other girls don't like you, they can only say that you are not good enough, how can you blame your rival for being too strong.

The corners of Han Fu's mouth raised uncontrollably.

Han Ze was relieved to see his son smile, he must not let Xiao Fu think that he is a strict and unenlightened parent.

Cao Xing was crying, why is he so unlucky? Why didn't you inherit the advantages of your parents? He looked at Cao Rui and couldn't help but ask, "Dad, can I have another reincarnation?"

Cao Rui is so miserable, looking at Han Ze's son, and then looking at his own stupid and unlucky son, the more he looks at it, the worse he feels.

In the end, several of them couldn't have dinner together. Cao Rui really didn't want his stupid son to act stupid in front of Han Ze and his son, so he forced him away.

…

Although Han Fu is only sixteen years old, the boy's height is about the same as Han Ze's. The father and son walked out side by side. Thinking of Cao Rui's expression just now, he couldn't help smiling and said: "When I was in junior high school, because of poor grades, , I was beaten to pieces by Cao Rui, and I still deeply remember the contemptuous expression on his face when he scolded me, and now I have finally recovered."

Han Fu didn't speak, seeing the smile on his father's face, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Han Ze suddenly sighed: "My life is really good."

Han Fu looked at him puzzled.

Han Ze looked at Han Fu's eyes full of pride, and said, "The son looks after his father in the first thirty years, and the father looks after his son in the next thirty years. This is really good. Look at me, in the first thirty years, there is a capable A father who can earn money and be envied by others, and in the next thirty years, I have a handsome and smart son who is envied and hated by others, do you think my fate will be bad?"

Han Fu: "..."

Han Ze patted Han Fu on the shoulder and said, "So Xiaofu, you see, my memory is still at the age of sixteen. Even if I had some skills before, I don't remember it now. I can say nothing, and I don't know. How to earn money to support the family... I depended on your grandfather for the first thirty years, but I will depend on you for the rest of my life. You have to work hard to earn a lot of money, otherwise you won't be able to support us father and son, and our father and son will have a miserable future."

Han Fu wanted to say, shouldn't you raise me first? Thinking about my father's amnesia now, his mental age is sixteen years old, his father matured late, he lost his memory, he might be flustered. He is his father's son, but he has no choice but to support his father. He suddenly felt a heavy burden on his shoulders. He said, "Dad, I will earn a lot of money, and I always let you spend it as you want."

Han Ze was relieved, and once again sighed, he woke up many sixteen-year-old sons, and his son is so filial, he is really lucky. He said with a smile on his face: "Come on, let's go to eat."

Han Fu smiled and followed his footsteps.

...

Han Ze suddenly sat up from the bed, and hurriedly ran to knock on Han Ji's door. Han Ji just fell asleep when he was awakened by the knock on the door. He frowned and turned on the light, got out of bed and opened the door. When he saw Han Ze with bare feet, he couldn't bear it. "What's the matter with you?"

Han Ze gasped and cried, "Brother, where is grandpa? Why didn't I see grandpa?"

He said that his memory was not correct, and he hadn't thought of grandpa after so many days. If he hadn't just dreamed about his grandpa, he hadn't remembered it, he hadn't seen his grandpa in the past two days, he was in a panic, he is thirty-three years old now, is grandpa still there?

Han Ji frowned, seeing his expression, he could tell what he was thinking, and scolded: "Don't think about it, grandpa is in the Xishan villa."

West Hill Villa?

Han Ze asked, "Where is Xishan Villa?"

Han Ji rubbed his brows and said: "The environment there is good, warm in winter and cool in summer, suitable for the elderly to provide for the elderly. Dad bought a villa in Xishan Villa, and grandpa has been living there. Grandpa is getting old. I will take care of your memory loss. Didn't tell him. If you want to see grandpa, we will take Xiao Fu to see him on weekends."

Han Ze heaved a sigh of relief, as long as his grandfather is still there, what he is worried about is that he may wake up with multiple sons, or wake up without a grandfather. After all, even if his grandfather is still alive, he is still in his eighties.

...

The three brothers and sisters of the Han family have been waiting for the news of Han Ze's memory recovery, but they have not waited. They were in a hurry, forgot Han Ji's warning, and couldn't help but came to inquire about the situation.

Han Ji went to work, Han Fu went to school, Han Ze had nothing to do, sitting on the sofa with a pillow and watching TV. There was no response to the arrival of the three of them.

Seeing his expression, Third Uncle Han Chengan knew that he hadn't recovered his memory yet, so he was very disappointed, and said unwillingly, "Ah Ze, have you remembered anything lately?"

Han Ze looked at him blankly, then shook his head: "No."

Besides, he didn't want to restore his memory. You must know that when he was in the first year of high school, he had to get up to go to school before dawn every day, and he couldn't finish his homework every day.

How good it is now, I can sleep until I wake up naturally, and I don’t have to worry about homework. In the future, my son will take care of the elderly. Why does he want to restore his memory?

After recovering his memory, he might have to go to work and earn money to support his family. He is not stupid.

Han Chengan looked at him with hatred, and said, "Ah Ze, you can't be so passive and slack, you have to find a way to restore your memory, go to work at the company early, otherwise the company will be controlled by your elder brother, and you will still be there in the future." What's going on?"

Han Ze suddenly turned his head and looked at him seriously.

Seeing his expression, Han Chengan thought there was something going on, and continued, "Have you ever thought about why your elder brother doesn't want you to recover your memory quickly?"

Han Ze snorted, but still didn't say anything.

Han Chengan continued: "Of course he doesn't want you to recover your memory. If you recover your memory, you will definitely rob him of the property. He is on guard against you."

Han Ze asked him suddenly: "What was my position in our company when I didn't lose my memory?"

Han Chengan didn't know why, but he still shook his head, "You haven't had time to go to work in the company yet."

Han Ze snorted coldly, and said, "Third Uncle, let me tell you why your smile has become treacherous. It's really treacherous. You actually want to push me to compete with my elder brother for the family property. I knew you had no good intentions. I didn't go to work in the company before I lost my memory, how can I go to work in the company after I lose my memory, do you think I will bring the company down?"

Han Chengan was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Aze, the third uncle definitely didn't mean that, the third uncle is for your own good, the Han family was created by your father, now your father doesn't care about things, all the employees in the company Since your elder brother is the leader, everyone outside only knows about Han Jihan, the first young master, but who knows about you, Han Zehan, the second young master? The second uncle is wronged for you, and you are also your father's son. How could he be so biased? "

Han Ze smiled and said, "My dad is really biased. He knows that I don't like to work, and he also knows that I don't have much fighting spirit, so I leave everything to my elder brother."

Han Chengan: "..."

Is this kid stupid? Does that mean what he said? He should compete with Han Ji for the family property as before. Turning around, he saw Han Ze staring at him closely, his scalp numb.

Han Ze withdrew his gaze, looked at the second uncle and sister-in-law sitting next to him, and said, "Second uncle, third uncle and sister-in-law, I don't understand, the relationship between you and my family has not been very good, why are you so frequent now? "

Isn't there a saying that if you don't have anything to do, you can either **** or steal? He looked at the three of them defensively. What purpose do these three have?

The three of Han Chengping vomited blood under his defensive gaze, and Han Chengping said earnestly: "Ah Ze, we are all your father's siblings, how could our relationship be bad? Besides, it is because of our close relationship that we open our hearts to each other." Those who said those words for you, those of us who are uncles and aunts are just saying something for you because we can't understand Han Ji's domineering."

Han Ze scoffed, not believing it at all. Although he is lazy and just wants to rely on his son to support him, it doesn't mean he is stupid. He said: "You don't have to worry about me. I wish my father would hand over the company to my elder brother, so that I can be at ease. I don't want to be so busy working and not enjoying anything in my life. Although my elder brother has a poisonous mouth and is strict with me, I know he is a typical hard-talking and soft-hearted man. He loves me even if I don't work all my life and don't earn For a penny, he will support me."

Han Chengping had something to say, Han Chengan frowned and said, "Ah Ze, why don't you have any ambition? Men don't have ambition, but no woman would like it."

Han Ze crossed his legs, and said carelessly: "My son is sixteen years old, what kind of woman do you want? I don't understand. You know how you treated me when you were young. Now you suddenly curry favor with me, what are you doing? For what purpose?"

Just as Han Chengli was about to explain, Han Ze hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Don't say anything that is good for me, I won't believe it."

The three of them were a bit at a loss. This is how they used to push Han Ze and Han Ji away from each other. Why is this method useless now? Han Chengli said aggrievedly: "But we are really doing it for your own good."

Han Ze yawned, with an impatient expression on his face: "Second uncle, third uncle, and sister-in-law, what else do you have to do? If there is nothing else, I want to go upstairs and sleep in the cage."

Han Chengping, Han Chengan, Han Chengli: "..."

...

Han Ze slept until noon, when Sister Chen called him to eat, he stretched himself, and felt that he was really too decadent to live like this. He thought that Xiao Fu was in the third year of high school, and he was nervous about studying, and if he couldn't eat well every day, Nutrition can not keep up, affecting learning. Decided to start tomorrow, he will cook and deliver meals to him every day.

In the evening, when Han Ji came back, he told him the decision, and Han Ji frowned immediately: "Are you sure the food you cook is edible?"

Han Ze looked down on you, and said, "You have eaten the noodles I made, why do you still think that the rice I cook is not edible?"

Han Ji felt that the tie was a bit tight again, took a deep breath, and skillfully untied the tie. Thinking that he had lost his memory and was a patient, he tried to explain to him in a slow tone: "Xiao Fu is now in a critical period, in case he eats you Let’s not talk about the delay in study, the key is that the child is growing up, so it hurts the body, you don’t want him to eat bad stomach, do you?”

Han Ze was dissatisfied. He was so confident in his culinary skills that the food he cooked would not spoil his stomach, not to mention compared with hotel chefs. He pouted and said, "After all, you just don't Trust my cooking skills."

Han Ji frowned and looked at him firmly, and said, "Why don't you give me food for two days first, and I'll be fine after eating, then you can give it to Xiao Fu?"

Han Ze looked at Han Ji suddenly, pointed at him and said, "Brother, you are so cunning. If you want to eat the food I cooked, just say it directly. Why do you do such a detour? I'll bring you the food. What will Xiaofu eat? But When I cook for Xiao Fu, I just cook more."

Han Ji waved his hands, ignoring him, and lazily said: "You can do whatever you want." When the time comes, he will let Xiao Fu refuse to eat.

The corners of Han Ze's mouth curled up, as expected, the eldest brother still couldn't bear to part with my cooking.

During this period of intense study, Han Fu had to go to evening self-study and live on campus at night. After dinner, Han Ze remembered what happened during the day. He said, "Second uncle, third uncle and sister-in-law came to our house this morning."

Han Ji looked at him, and Han Ze continued: "They persuaded me to compete with you for the property."

Han Ji's heart tightened, and he asked calmly, "What did you say?"

Han Ze glanced at him, leaned in front of him, and asked, "Are you nervous?"

Han Ji pushed his head away, and Han Ze curled his lips, disapproving: "Are they treating me as a fool? I don't know how comfortable I am now, and I have to work hard to compete with you for the family property? Don't you give it to me if I don't fight for the property?" Am I spending money?"

Han Jidan glanced at him: "Do you have no money?"

Han Ze shook his head quickly. After the second uncle and the others left in the morning, he checked the balance of his bank account. There was a lot of money in it, which he could never spend in his life. , What about the eight o’clock show? They are still fighting for family property. As far as I know, although Dad’s company is not small, it is not big. You have already given me money that I can’t spend in my life. Compete with you for property?"

Han Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at him dangerously: "Are you afraid of offending me, so you don't compete with me for the family property?"

Han Ze lost his memory, and didn't know that the small company at home had already become a large multinational conglomerate.

Han Ze immediately changed his words: "Okay, although you are usually very cruel to me, I know that you are hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and you actually love me very much. Besides, you are my elder brother, second uncle, third uncle and sister-in-law. They are outsiders. How can I listen to outsiders? If so, grab something from Big Brother."

Han Ji's expression slowed down. If Han Ze before amnesia could be so well-behaved, they wouldn't be stiff. Looking at Han Ze's arrogant face, he felt soft in his heart. This is his brother Han Ji.

He said: "If you want to work in a company, even if you want a company, the eldest brother has no objection, as long as you can manage the company. The company is my father's life's painstaking effort, and we can't lose it in the hands of our brothers. Can you understand? "

Han Ze shook his head hastily, and said, "Brother, I finally don't have to go to school, so please forgive me. I told Xiao Fu to let him study hard and earn money to support me in the future. All my life is to eat, drink, enjoy, You don’t have to work hard. Don’t count on me, I won’t listen to you.”

Han Ji pointed at him angrily: "Xiao Fu is only sixteen years old, you'd better let him earn money for you to spend."

Han Ze snorted, and said aggrievedly: "But Xiao Fu promised to earn money and spend it on me."

Han Ji said impatiently, "I don't care about your father and son's affairs."

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Han Ze didn't care about Xiao Fu before, Xiao Fu didn't say anything, and he didn't know why he was sad. Now that Han Ze has lost his memory, he began to care about Xiao Fu. With Xiao Fu's personality, maybe The one who was beaten was very willing. If he was an uncle, he would no longer be a villain.

Han Ze snorted and said, "You are just jealous that I have such a well-behaved and sensible son as Xiao Fu."

Han Ji didn't want to talk to him, he was worried that he would be **** off.

...

Han Ze went back to the bedroom and glanced at the alarm clock. He went to the bathroom to take a shower first, and when he came out, he sat on the bed and stared at the alarm clock while wiping his hair. Thinking that with a fatherly smile, he dialed Han Fu's phone number.

Han Fu studied at 9:40 in the evening and was taking a shower in the bathroom. Fan Wenxu, who was in the bed next to him, saw his cell phone rang and shouted, "Han Fu, your cell phone rang."

Han Fu's voice came from the bathroom, saying, "Help me catch it."

Fan Wenxu hesitated for a while, but answered the phone for him, he said hello,

It wasn't Xiao Fu's voice, but the fatherly smile that Han Ze had deliberately put on his face subsided in an instant. He glanced at the phone, but it wasn't as nice as his Xiao Fu's voice. He asked, "I'm looking for Han Fu."

Fan Wenxu said: "Han Fu is taking a bath, who are you?"

Han Ze groaned, and said, "I am Han Fu's father."

Fan Wenxu smiled, "Uncle, Han Fu is taking a shower, why don't I ask him to call you back when he comes out?"

Han Ze thought for a while and said, "No need." Then he said awkwardly, "I...just want to ask, what does Han Fu like to eat? What doesn't he like to eat? Do you know?"

Fan Wenxu really knew that he often ate with Han Fu, he said with a smile: "Uncle, Han Fu likes to eat shrimp, and beef, beef in various ways, there is nothing he doesn't like."

This kid knows Xiao Fu so well, so he must have a good relationship with Xiao Fu. He became a little patient: "What's your name?"

Fan Wenxu said honestly: "Uncle, my name is Fan Wenxu."

Han Ze smiled and said, "Okay, uncle won't bother you to rest. Tell Han Fu to let him have a good rest and don't need to call me back."

As soon as Fan Wenxu hung up the phone, Han Fu came out of the bathroom, and asked calmly, "Who called me?"

Fan Wenxu smiled and said, "It's your father calling."

There was no surprise in Han Fu's eyes. Ever since his father lost his memory, as long as he lived on campus, he would call him to inquire about his situation at school. When he picked up the phone, he wanted to call him back. Fan Wenxu said: " Your dad told you to take a good rest and don't need to call him back."

Han Fu paused, and said, "I'd better call him back."

Seeing Fan Wenxu looking at him curiously, the corners of his mouth slightly raised a small arc, and he explained: "My dad likes to worry about nothing. If I don't call him back, he must be worried that I won't be able to sleep all night." .”

Fan Wenxu groaned, and said enviously, "Your father is so kind to you."

Han Fu nodded, "My dad is really good to me."

...

The next day, Han Ze worked at home all morning, cooking meals for the three of them, but he didn't eat, but packed the meals and brought them to school to eat with Han Fu.

As for Han Ji's lunch box, he called him and told him to ask the driver to deliver it to him. He drove directly to Han Fu's school. During this period of time, he was actually not idle, but practiced his driving skills at home. Surprisingly, his driving skills were very good, and he was able to drive on the road within a few days.

Han Ze didn't tell Han Fu in advance that he was going to deliver food to him today. He planned to surprise him. He drove all the way to the school gate before sending Han Fu a short message.

As soon as Han Fu finished class, he turned on his phone and received a message from Han Ze. When he opened it, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Seeing him looking at the phone and smiling, Fan Wenxu hooked his shoulder and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Han Fu lowered his eyes and smiled, "My dad brought me food."

Fan Wenxu clicked his tongue twice and said, "Your father is really patient."

Han Fu smiled.

...

Han Fu took Han Ze to the school cafeteria, and the two found a place to sit down. Han Ze smiled and said, "I don't know what you like to eat, but it just so happened that Sister Chen bought beef and shrimp, and I made them for you." Boiled beef and vinegared shrimp, see if you like it?"

Han Fu glanced at him, thinking that his father would really pretend, he called Fan Wenxu last night to ask what he likes, but now he said he didn't know what he likes to eat. He glanced at the dishes in the lunch box pretending to be hesitant...

Han Ze looked at him nervously. Seeing his anxious expression, Han Fu couldn't bear to tease him anymore, and said, "It looks very good."

Han Ze let go and urged: "Then eat quickly. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Holding the chopsticks, Han Fu asked, "Did Dad eat?"

Han Ze shook his head and said, "Let's eat together."

Han Fu picked up a piece of beef and fed it into his mouth. He raised his eyebrows. The taste was surprisingly good. It was more tender and delicious than the beef he ate before. He asked in surprise, "Did dad really make it?"

Sister Chen's handicraft is not so good, presumably it must be done by Dad?

Han Ze glanced at him unhappily, and said, "Even you look down on my cooking skills?"

Han Fu was startled, thinking that his father lost his memory now, he was only sixteen years old in his heart, and it was the rebellious period, he hurriedly said: "No, I just can't believe that the food that Dad made for the first time is so delicious. I never I have never eaten such delicious beef."

Han Ze smiled triumphantly, and said, "That's right, let me tell you, Xiao Fu, I may be the reincarnation of the God of Cooking, and I must have been a God of Cooking in my previous life. So in this life, I am not good at other aspects, and I am particularly talented in cooking .”

Han Fu: "..."

Dad is dreaming again.

...

Han Ze left the school, drove to the school where he used to go to high school, found a place to park the car, he got out of the car, looked at the slightly dilapidated campus in front of him, and lamented the ruthlessness of time again. At that time, the school's teaching building was still very new.

The school gate was closed, the students were in class, and the security guard did not let him in. He turned around regretfully, and walked slowly along the road outside the school. He suddenly felt thirsty. Seeing a small supermarket in front of him, he quickened his pace. , turned around and entered the supermarket.

He took a bottle of mineral water from the freezer, walked to the cashier, handed the mineral water to the cashier, took out ten dollars and handed it to the cashier, he was stunned when he looked up, he was surprised and hesitated and said: "Are you Liu Weiwei?"

Liu Weiwei twitched the corners of her mouth. She recognized Han Ze just now, but she didn't have the nerve to call him. She said, "It's me. I didn't expect you to know me."

Han Ze looked at Liu Weiwei with a smile. In his memory, it was not long before he confessed to Liu Weiwei and she rejected her. Now when he suddenly saw the grown-up version of Liu Weiwei, he recognized her at a glance.

He asked: "Why do you work here? You used to study so well, it is not a problem to be admitted to a prestigious university..."

Liu Weiwei said awkwardly: "I didn't go to college."

Han Ze was really surprised, he said: "When I confessed to you back then, you said that my grades were poor and I was not your ideal type, and you also said that you like Gu Qingyang's good-educated boys. Only when you two are together can you have a common goal." , is your goal to be a cashier in a supermarket?"

He didn't discriminate against the cashier's job, but with Liu Weiwei's arrogance and self-confidence back then, the cashier was definitely not her goal.

"No, I divorced Gu Qingyang."

Liu Weiwei smiled wryly, if she knew that Gu Qingyang was that kind of unreliable man, she might as well have chosen Han Ze, but now seeing Han Ze again, she actually had the idea of ​​complaining.

Han Ze said, "It turns out that two people who have a common goal may not be able to make it to the end."

Liu Weiwei nodded embarrassingly but in agreement, glanced at the still young and handsome Han Ze, felt moved, and jokingly said: "If I had agreed to your pursuit, our result might have been different."

After speaking, there was a bit of anticipation in her eyes. She is Han Ze's first love. Although she is a little chubby now, her appearance has not changed, otherwise Han Ze would not be able to recognize her. I just don't know if Han Ze's thoughts on her have changed.

Han Ze smiled and said, "That's not necessarily the case. After all, my heart changes quite quickly. My son is already sixteen years old. One year after you rejected me, I was with another girl."

Han Fu is sixteen years old, if he is not with other girls, it is impossible to have Han Fu, he guessed to himself.

Liu Weiwei: "..."