Domineering CEO Is My Son

Mr. Kang sat on the slide in the kindergarten, not sliding down, just sitting there. The other children were lining up, but they weren't in a hurry--

Because Kangkang had a band-aid on his forehead.

In the minds of the kindergarten children, if a classmate was injured, everyone should give way to him.

He had eaten the egg noodles made by Dad this morning, Big Dad said he wanted to have a chat with him.

Then he carried his schoolbag.

Alas, he didn't see clearly, and bumped into the wall, knocking a small red bump on his forehead.

He didn't know what kind of physique he had, but a small bump really bulged on his forehead, the doctor said it was fine.

Mr. Kang was afraid that other children would laugh at him, so he put on a band-aid.

After all, in the eyes of children, wearing a band-aid means being injured.

Mr. Kang sighed and slowly moved down from the slide.

The other children slid down quickly, Mr. Kang moved his position, swinging on the swing with a straight face, the sky was so blue today.

Mr. Kang looked at the sky, then looked at the other children in the kindergarten, the children's perspective was really interesting.

He wasn't used to this one-meter perspective at first, because from this angle he could only see other people's legs, and to talk to adults, he had to look up, and when there were a few more people, there were legs everywhere.

Any dog that came out was a behemoth, let alone those cars.

At first he felt very uncomfortable, he used to be used to looking down.

And now, Mr. Kang sighed, in the future, I guess when he looked at Big Dad again, he wouldn't be so tall.

Mr. Kang thought for a moment, went to get the flower next to the blackboard, and joined the other children in sharing their true feelings.

Today, the children were all sharing happy things--

"My mom said that this weekend we are going to my grandma's house to play, my grandma's house planted a lot of trees, the trees will bear a lot of fruit, very sweet, my grandma will always leave the biggest and sweetest one for me to pick."

All the children cast envious glances.

"The rice we eat is grown by my grandma, my grandma said that the rice she grows can feed a lot of people." The little girl couldn't wait to tell everyone.

"My grandma's house also raised a lot of ducks, they don't bite, every time I go, they will run with me."

The children were even more envious, they also liked ducks.

Little Parrot looked at his brother, his brother looked at Lily with envy.

"My grandma also raised two dogs, they didn't know me at first, and they wanted to be fierce to me, my grandma scolded them, and they knew me."

"I really hope the weekend will come soon, so I can go to my grandma's house to play."

The little girl received a burst of envy, and promised to let her mother take pictures for everyone to see, and then sat down.

Another child stood up--

"Dad said that this weekend he's going to take me and Mom to Disney, where there are a lot of princesses, there's Snow White, and there's Belle!"

Mr. Kang thought for a moment, Belle is not a princess, is she?

"I also hope that this weekend will come soon, I want to see the princess."

"Mom said that this weekend we will go to the nursing home to see grandpa and grandma."

"Last night, grandpa and grandma said they missed me, and I miss grandma too, not really grandpa, because grandpa smoked last time and held me, and burned me."

Most of the other children were also--

Mom and Dad promised to go out and play, or Mom and Dad promised to go see grandparents.

So everyone was looking forward to the weekend.

Mr. Kang suddenly realized that the weekend was the day he was leaving, the day of the full moon.

And that day was the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month.

Mid-Autumn Festival.

The day of family reunion, it is no wonder that so many children are either going back to their hometown or going out to play.

Only Kangkang was left--

The other children all looked at him seriously, as if asking, what are Mom and Dad going to take you to do that day?

The child stiffened, he originally wanted to share a sad thing with everyone.

No one expected that today's sharing session would be full of happy things.

The child braced himself, stood up, and said, "This weekend, Dad will take me to a place where I will have a lot of toys, a lot of houses, a lot of money, a lot of people will love me, a lot of family."

Don't treat netizens as people, those who have called him husband, those who have called him Dad, can barely be considered to love him.

The other children listened in a daze, the children were not particularly excited about this.

Mr. Kang looked at these children, thinking that they were going to see ducks and princesses on the weekend, so he couldn't help but say, "I'm going to have a toy that's much more fun than a slide, it's three stories high, taller than our classroom building, but you can slide all the way down from the top."

His tone was that particularly awesome tone, children's emotions are particularly easy to be infected, and suddenly wowed.

"I also have a robot that will listen to me."

The children wowed even more, their eyes shining as they looked at him.

Mr. Kang looked at the group of children who were fascinated by the robot, they probably didn't even know what the robot looked like.

"Will this robot fly like in the cartoon?"

"It won't fly, but it will give you hugs and comb your hair." When he was a child, he asked someone to design a robot, he also wanted to make the robot fly, but the technology did not allow it.

The children wanted him to say more.

The child was silent for a moment and said, "Have fun on the weekend."

"You should all grow up happy." After Mr. Kang finished speaking, he left the classroom.

Little Parrot found his brother on the school playground watching other children play kickball.

There were a few children on the playground who were bouncing the ball, one of them was bragging--

"This ball is not good to bounce, I usually bounce basketball."

Little Parrot flew to his brother's side: "Brother, are you unhappy again?"

Mr. Kang turned his head: "No."

"Just now when you were listening to the other children talk, it was like... it was like..." Little Parrot thought about the way his brother looked then, he was so aggrieved that he almost cried.

Little Parrot thought of how to describe it: "It's like they're all eating glutinous rice balls, and they won't let you eat."

Mr. Kang was stunned: "When you get back to this body, let Dad take you to see about your IQ."

"But don't go to that psychiatrist before, I always feel that he is not reliable." After all, he, a top student who graduated from a famous university, how could he be an ordinary person?

"Brother, don't say that, you tell brother, do you have something unhappy?"

Mr. Kang hesitated, during this time in kindergarten, he learned that some troubles, if you say them, may not be solved, but will be more comfortable.

But, should he say it or not?

"Brother, do you also want to see ducks, want to see the princess?" Little Parrot guessed himself: "I remember, brother, your dream is to grow up to be a little princess?"

Mr. Kang looked at Little Parrot and nodded: "Yes, I also want to see ducks, and I also want to see the little princess, not necessarily to be a little princess, it's just..."

Mr. Kang organized his language, lowered his head and sighed: "Sometimes, everyone has ducks, can go to see ducks, only you do not, in fact, it is not very sad, it is outsiders look at you as if you are a little pitiful, but you may feel that you are living a good life, because you can comfort yourself, how troublesome it is to have ducks, they have to quack."

Little Parrot listened and did not interrupt his brother.

"But one day you have it too, and you suddenly want to have it all the time."

"People will not lose what they never had, people will only lose what they once had."

Little Parrot thought for a moment and said, "I'll tell Dad to buy you a duck? I saw ducks at the vegetable market when I went shopping with Dad before."

"Brother, I'm not talking about ducks, just a metaphor."

Little Parrot looked at his brother and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, ducks are particularly smelly, Mom loves to be clean, can't stink Mom."

"You have to be good to Mom and Dad in the future, if you encounter something troublesome, call me."

Mr. Kang held up Little Parrot: "This is my phone number, you must memorize it."

"I'm the older brother, if I encounter any trouble, I can solve it myself."

Mr. Kang: "...Okay."

"Hey! Baby!" Suddenly a familiar voice appeared.

Mr. Kang followed the sound and saw Violent Mom wearing a hat and waving at them outside the fence on the other side of the playground.

She was holding her phone in her other hand and filming this side.

The child looked at Violent Mom, saw that she was filming this side, his mood was even lower, he said to Little Parrot: "You go, Mom must want to take a video of you again, take a video as a souvenir."

After the child finished speaking, he still sat here on the playground.

Little Parrot flew over, and soon flew back: "Mom said to take a video of you, told you to hurry up and stand up."

Mr. Kang was stunned: "Huh?"

"You go find Mom yourself, Mom has a lot of requirements for shooting videos."

No kidding, Violent Mom was a very aesthetically demanding person, the last time he cried because his eyes were swollen, she specially retouched his pictures, retouched for two hours before she was satisfied.

"Mom will let you smile when she wants you to smile, let you run when she wants you to run, anyway, let you do what you do, let you say what you say." Little Parrot flew back and forth, walked back and forth, and had to choose the best angle when shooting the video yesterday.

Mr. Kang gradually became happy, and immediately ran to the fence, but he was a little embarrassed when he was really in front of her.

"You want to film me? Forget it, I don't want to film this."

"This is also a more interesting experience." Xia Sheng deliberately touched the child's head: "You feel ashamed now, when time passes, you will feel that this experience is very interesting, then you will certainly regret not leaving the video."

"Then why didn't you shoot yesterday?" the child asked.

"When you are at home, it is too unnatural, the shooting is not aesthetically pleasing at all, when you take it out to see later, you only feel embarrassed." Xia Sheng adjusted the filter as she spoke.

"Okay, come on, sell a cute first, after all, when you return to your own body, there will be no chance to sell cute."

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