"Little brother, how old is your child?”
Not long after, a middle-aged man in his fourties walked over.
"Daddy! Slides! Hehehe!"
Yu Xian was waving at his daughter who was sliding on the slide when he turned to look at the middle-aged man.
"A little over four years old."”
"You're already four years old? It was that little girl, right? So cute!"
The middle-aged man glanced at Miao Miao and then at Yu Xian.""You're not that old, are you? The child is already so big?"
Nowadays, there were a lot of people who married late and had children late. Many of them even chose to have sex.
In addition, Yu Xian had been in a coma for five years. In fact, his body felt like it had stopped at the age of 24, so it was impossible to tell that he was a person in his thirties.
"Yes, I got married quite early."
"It's good to get married early!"
"My son is only five years old this year. It feels very tiring to take care of him.”
The middle-aged man pointed at a little boy inside and said,""Look at my son. He's jumping up and down. Not only is he as thin as a monkey, but he's also as black as coal.”
The middle-aged man pointed at his own skin color.
The little boy he was referring to was indeed quite skinny and tanned.
The father and son were indeed a little different.
But since he had said so, she had to be his biological daughter.
Yu Xian smiled." You're a boy. It's easy to get tanned when you're out in the sun."”
"Hey, why is it so troublesome to take care of a child?”
"We were so good back then. We were all randomly raised.”
"What about now? He had to bring it with him every day, not daring to leave even half a step!”
"Taking care of a child is more tiring than working."
The middle-aged man ridiculed casually.
Yu Xian smiled." There's nothing we can do. We might not know when things started, but after they started, no one can hide.”
"Haha, what you said is interesting!”
The middle-aged man suddenly pointed at the two children inside."Hey! These two little fellows were playing together!”
Yu Xian looked over.
Miao Miao was talking and laughing with the little boy who was as black as charcoal.
Just as he was surprised, Miao Miao ran over with the little boy and shouted through the fence,""Dad, dad, I saw Wang Mengxuan from our class!”
Then, she said to the little boy,"Wang Mengxuan, this is my father. I have a father!"”
At this moment, Yu Yin was like a little princess in front of Yu Xian.
She was so proud not because her father was a powerful figure, but because she had told her classmates that she had a father.
Yu Xian's eyes turned sour.
He could imagine how helpless his daughter felt when she was unconscious and others asked her why her father was still not awake.
The middle-aged man was also a little embarrassed.
He had roughly guessed Yu Xian's identity. After all, they were in the same kindergarten.
Miao Miao and Wang Mengxuan should have a good relationship. He could also learn from his son that Miao Miao had a father who slept in bed.
" This…" He was about to apologize.
At this moment, Yu Yin placed her hands on her hips and said loudly,""Wang Mengxuan, let me tell you, my father is a great writer!”
"What is a great author?" Wang Mengxuan was a little stunned.
"Hehe! A great author was even more amazing than a university teacher! My father is even more powerful than your father!”
Yu Xian's face darkened.
He finally remembered that when he told his daughter that he was a writer, Miao Miao's first reaction was to tell a classmate named Wang Mengxuan…
However, he did not expect things to be so coincidental.
He looked at Wang Mengxuan's father." What a coincidence. Are you teaching at Ning University?"”
Wang Mengxuan's father smiled and nodded. But are you really a writer? Didn't you…"
"Yeah! My father is a super, super great writer!”
"A great author who is a million times better than all the teachers!”
Yu Yin was bragging about her father.
As for her father, he really wanted to find a hole to hide in at this moment.
What great author?
Yu Xian smiled helplessly." I'm not a writer. I just write to make a living." You probably know that I haven't woken up for long and can't do anything else.”
In fact, he was barely able to make ends meet.
However, when Wang Mengxuan's father heard this, he felt that Yu Xian was being modest.
As a university teacher, he was still very respectful of his identity as a writer."Impressive. I didn't expect Yu Yin's father to be a writer!”
"It can be considered fate. My Wang Mengxuan is in the same class as your daughter.”
Yu Xian felt even more embarrassed.
Fortunately, the two children went to play again.
After that, the two of them communicated with each other's neighborhood and found that they were basically next to each other.
Yu Xian also knew the name of Wang Mengxuan's father. His name was Wang Zhiyuan, a name with a sense of age.
"When we have time later, let's have a meal together and keep in touch.”
"I also teach Chinese in university. We can talk about literature.”
“！！！”
Yu Xian suddenly panicked and waved his hand.""Brother Wang, don't talk about this. You don't know that the thing I was most afraid of when I was young was talking to my language teacher!”
"Hahahaha!" Wang Zhizhui also laughed out loud when he heard that.
Then, he looked at Yu Xian seriously.""I've met so many people, and I can tell at a glance that you have a special temperament. Now he understood. It was probably the temperament of a great writer!”
Did Wang Mengxuan's father know how to read fortunes?
Yu Xian shook his head.”
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