Chapter 679: Father’s Contempt

Jiang Tingxu struggled silently for a while before finally pushing the man away.

Only then did they realize that the chubby mother and her son had returned without knowing it, and they were looking at them with smiles.

Cough, cough, cough.

There was an uncomfortable cough.

Fortunately, the whistle sounded:

"The children and parents are all here."

"Mother Mo, let's go."

The smile on the little fat mother's face made Jiang Tingxu very uncomfortable:

"Well, let's go, let's go." He said in a voice.

After about a few minutes, the game officially starts.

All the children participating in the competition have their fathers present, and a few are in a similar situation to Little Fatty, where one father takes care of two children.

The host teacher said loudly into the microphone:

"I have just said how to play. Now repeat it. The game starts. The child turns his back to the parent and wraps his legs around the parent's waist. The parent drags the child's chest with both hands. The child raises his arms to the side and the parent quickly runs to the finish line. , whoever comes first wins.

Also, competition is still second, friendship first!

Now, get ready! "

The twenty-odd fathers were divided into three groups, one group of seven or eight people, all standing there majestic and high-spirited.

After the teacher called to get ready, the fathers immediately picked up their children on their backs, and the children quickly clamped their two short legs around their father's waist.

"Start, squeak~!"

As soon as the piercing whistle sounded, the dads in the first group started running wildly.

come on! come on! come on!

There was a sound of children cheering around.

Ningning and Xiaopang were in the second and third groups respectively. Mo Boyuan took the vest handed over by the teacher and put it on leisurely.

At this time, the first group has been completed.

"Congratulations to Hu Haotian and his father for winning first place. The next group is ready."

The second group is Xiaopang and Mo Boyuan.

"Uncle Mo, Xiaopang is a bit heavy~" When it comes to his weight, Xiaopang is still a little bit shy, so he is a little shy.

Mo Boyuan looked up and down:

"no problem."

It’s only fifty pounds at most.

This weight is really nothing to Mo Boyuan.

"Yeah." Xiaopang nodded his head heavily and stood in front of Mo Boyuan with his back on his back.

Xiao Ningning was excited at the side:

"Dad, little fat boy, come on, come on!" he shouted with great energy, jumping up while shouting.

The man pointed out:

"Mo Zhining, be quiet."

This brat has completely forgotten what he learned before about expressing emotions and anger.

The villain immediately fell silent, but his eyes opened extremely wide.

The whistle sounded again, and Mo Boyuan and Xiaopang were almost the first to rush out, so they were always far ahead.

By the end, the results were clear.

"Congratulations to Xiaopang and Dad Mo for winning first place."

Xiaopang was so happy that he rushed towards Ning Ning. Fortunately, he stopped when he fell in front of him and turned into a hug.

"Win, win, win, we are number one again."

Little Ningning was hugged by her good friend and was very happy:

"It's so awesome!"

"Yeah, yeah, it's Uncle Mo who's great." The little fat guy wouldn't take all the credit on himself, he was very clear about it.

When the little guy heard his good friend praise his father like this, he was happy but also felt a little weird at the same time. He secretly glanced at the man beside him:

"Dad, Xiaopang praises you for being awesome!"

Mo Boyuan glanced at his son's head with contempt and said six words:

Are you talking nonsense again?