Chapter 296 Dad looks so good in his flowery shorts
Chapter 296 Dad looks so good in his flowery shorts
The next day, after breakfast, the family of three walked to the kindergarten hand in hand.
Tan Wen held his father on his left hand and his mother on his right hand, howling loudly:
【Mom and Dad don’t go to work, they accompany me to kindergarten...】
Wen Xin couldn't help but press down the brim of his sun hat: "Tan Xiaowen, can you be more reserved? People on the street are looking at you."
"Look, the three of us are so good-looking, just look at us."
This family of three is wearing light grey parent-child sportswear. The boy is handsome, the girl is pretty, and the son is cute. They look really good.
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The kindergarten has a small playground with a plastic running track. It’s not big, but it’s rare in this location where every inch of land is valuable.
Anyway, the kindergarten wins by its quality, the class size is small, the parents come and the place is quite spacious.
In the team of the first grade class, a family of three was very eye-catching. Some female parents were a little jealous.
I put a lot of effort into dressing up, with a tight top and hip-hugging jeans that highlight my charming figure, but why is it not as dazzling as someone else's running clothes?
I should have worn parent-child outfits earlier.
But wearing parent-child outfits doesn’t show my own characteristics.
Dilemma.
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Tan Wen clung to Tan Mu like a koala and refused to get down.
"Dad, you have fresh air here."
Tan Mu glanced at him sideways. What was this little guy up to?
"Aren't they all the same? Why is it fresher here?"
"You're tall, you see here I can only see the top of the head. I'm standing at the bottom, surrounded by adults' butts, the air is not good."
When several parents around heard this, they couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Wen Xin said quietly:
"Tan Wen, you see the kids are all looking at you. Those kids are also being held by their parents. Our first grade class hasn't even started the sports meet yet, and the parents are already exhausted from holding their kids, so how are they going to get the trophy?"
When Tan Wen heard this, his face became serious and he shouted at Tan Mu to put him down.
"I won't let Dad hold me anymore. I want Dad to have a good rest and take the big trophy later."
The children next to them followed suit and came down too.
Teacher Wang from the first grade class looked at Wen Xin and tried to hold back laughter.
The sports meet began with the highlight of the relay race.
On the 50-meter track, the first runner ran independently. Tan Wen's calves were tumbling and he rushed to the finish line first.
Wen Xin picked him up and started the second leg.
Tan Wen was like a little egg, chubby and very solid, heavier than other children of similar appearance. Wen Xin had a hard time running with him in her arms, and her advantage gradually dwindled.
"Tan Wen, you are too heavy. You should lose weight." Wen Xin gritted his teeth.
"Come on, Mom. You can do it." Tan Wen hugged Wen Xin's neck tightly and shouted "Come on, Mom!" all the way.
I made it to the finish line and was already on par with the parent of the second place girl, a slim and slender girl.
Tan Mu took Tan Wen and rushed out.
"Son, hold on to daddy, we are taking off."
Tan Wen hugged Tan Mu's neck tightly, crossed his legs, and screamed excitedly: "Come on, Dad, let's take off..."
It took off as expected.
Wen Xin jumped excitedly at the end of the runway.
My husband's persistence in running and fitness over the years has paid off. His speed and long legs are amazing.
With this pass, he overtook the second place by more than ten meters.
Tan Wen shouted excitedly: "Mom, hurry up and hold Dad tight."
Wen Xin leaped onto Tan Mu's back, holding onto his shoulders tightly, and crossed his legs firmly. After confirming everything was correct, Tan Mu started running.
On the track beside, most people were in a hurry to run without being ready. As a result, the child in front fell down, and the daughter-in-law behind fell down.
The audience laughed so hard that they couldn't breathe.
While there was a commotion here, a family of three had already reached the finish line over there.
This absolute leading advantage made Tan Wen extremely excited. He shouted loudly that his father was awesome, and pulled Tan Mu to his side and gave him two passionate kisses on the face as a reward.
The parent who was wiping tears from laughter looked at the family of three and said:
"You are competing, they are Zhu Bajie carrying his wife. Haha, look, you fell off again..."
The following signs showed that all three of them had won. Tan Wen's noses were raised to the sky, and he was very proud.
As the event was coming to an end, the host came out to announce the finale - putting on pants with your hands free.
"...This is a project for dads, and participants are selected by drawing lots."
Soon, the fathers who caught the "prize" came on stage, including Tan Mu.
The teacher gave each person a pair of shorts with big flowers, the kind with a very tropical feel, and asked them to find a way to put them on without using their hands.
The audience burst into laughter. This is difficult, how can you put it on without using your hands?
Wen Xin widened her eyes and gave Tan Mu a questioning look. Tan Mu responded with a wink, signaling her to stay calm.
The dazed fathers pulled their shorts up around their ankles as required. When the whistle sounded, the eight fathers began to move in different postures.
Tan Mu was seen twisting left and right, moving in all kinds of weird movements, and his pants magically moved up one by one.
It was just that action, it was just too funny. Wen Xin had seen Tan Mu being funny countless times, but she had never seen him like this.
She was so happy that her hands holding the camera were shaking so much that she couldn't take any pictures. She just put it down and looked.
The dads next to them were even funnier, with all kinds of twists and turns. Some of them had finally managed to get their pants up a little, but accidentally twisted them back down again.
The whole audience burst into laughter, and only eight fathers were still twisting their bodies seriously.
Tan Mu's pants were about to move up, but the elastic waistband was stuck on the hips of his jogging suit.
He looked back, and then he sat down on the ground with an idea. After rubbing the ground a few times, the elastic band finally went over the obstacle.
He jumped up and proudly stretched out his arms to show everyone that he had put on his shorts.
Wen Xin looked at the funny look of him wearing a jogging suit over a large flowered shorts, and laughed so hard that he fell on top of the cheering Tan Wen.
Well, being fat has its advantages. It makes you feel more secure when you lean on it.
Tan Wen tried his best to support his mother with his small shoulders and urged loudly:
"Mom, please take a picture of Dad. Dad is the champion again. Look how good he looks in his flowery shorts."
Wen Xin stood up and wiped the tears from her laughter, then picked up the camera and pointed it at Tan Mu. Tan Mu posed handsomely in front of the camera, which made Wen Xin laugh again.
Wen Xin handed the camera to the assistant teacher, Teacher Jiang, and asked her to help take the photo.
While taking photos, Teacher Jiang praised: "Tan Wen, your dad is amazing. He has won so many championships."
Tan Wen was very proud: "That's right, my dad is not only a champion, but also a CEO. His company is really great."
Wen Xin hugged Tan Wen, covered his mouth and whispered in his ear, "Tan Wen, you've forgotten yourself again. Didn't you agree not to talk nonsense?"
Tan Wen quickly covered his mouth with his hands: "Stop talking nonsense."
Teacher Jiang handed the camera to Wen Xin: "Mother Tan Wen, I heard that you are a professor at Beijing University?"
Wen Xin quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I haven't been promoted to professor yet."
"Tan Wen's father is the CEO, that's amazing."
Wen Xin shook his head: "Don't listen to the kid's nonsense, he's just a manager, an employee."
Teacher Jiang nodded and looked into the room without saying anything else.
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