Chapter 305 Thanksgiving Microfilm

The little guy didn't understand what his grandfather said. She knew that he seemed to be talking about his mother. The expression on his grandfather's face was a little distressing.

Han Mo actually wanted to say something to ease the old man, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The old man didn't know that his wife and daughter outside the door didn't leave because he was worried about his temper, and he didn't think that he could not help but talk to Han Mo these words.

Maybe Shu Qiang just thought that Han Mo was another man who would always steal his daughter, but now, Han Mo has a new identity, the father of a cute girl.

Shu Qiang, who is also a father, saw that Han Mo, who had taken good care of Xuanxuan, had vanished. At this moment, he only saw a competent father taking good care of his lovely daughter. He was envious and looking forward to it. I have this opportunity myself.

Shu Qiang didn't know why he opened his heart to Han Mo, and told Han Mo what he had been suppressing in his heart.

"I don't have much time, if you give me more time, I will try my best to restore the regrets I once had, but hehe, maybe this is life, it's always when you understand some truths and you are repentant and determined to restore what you have lost. When you live, suddenly end everything for you." Shu Qiang let out a long sigh of relief.

Shu Qiang controlled his emotions very well, but Han Mo still saw the guilt, regret, and reluctance of a father for his daughter.

"Little Han." Shu Qiang said suddenly.

Han Mo hurriedly sat up straight, "You said."

"Are you willing to do everything for me that I couldn't do? In this way, one day I will leave, and I won't have any regrets." The indifference of any dictator.

Some are just a seriously ill father, unable to let go and entrust him before learning that he may be gone for a long time.

Once upon a time, Shu Qiang felt that it was wrong for him to be too strict with Shu Ya, but he didn't take the initiative to say anything at that time, because he always felt that as long as he was here, he was the strongest backing for his daughter, even if they didn't contact now, He is still her closest person. When she has any difficulties, when she is wronged, he will rush to his daughter without hesitation.

But at this moment, Shu Qiang knew that he was wrong.

He knows that he can't be the big umbrella for his daughter forever, shielding her from the wind and rain. He knows that one day in the future, he may be so fragile that he can't even walk. He knows that he is not omnipotent.

In the face of birth, old age, sickness and death, he is still vulnerable.

Shu Qiang gave in completely, to the reality, to a certain day in the future.

Shu Ya's heart was held fiercely and smashed to pieces, she was powerless to do anything except choked with tears.

Liu Huijuan didn't expect that his wife would suddenly say this. He is such a person who loves face and has never been soft-hearted, so he would actually trust Han Mo, who used to hate him deeply.

But she understood her wife again, and Liu Huijuan also wet her eyes and patted her daughter's back lightly.

Shu Qiang looked at Han Mo firmly, and entrusted the most precious treasure in his heart to the man in front of him.

Han Mo's heart was touched, and a warm current went straight to the bottom of his heart, making his nose sour and his eyes red.

"Shu Ya and Xuanxuan, to me, are more important than life, and I will use my life to protect them."

As soon as the words fell, Shu Qiang smiled.

I really laughed.

The most reluctant to let go of all the time, the most reluctant, now also has a home.

The moment he saw Han Mo again, the moment Xuanxuan proudly introduced Han Mo, he knew that his decision was right.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, the seasons alternate from winter to spring, flowers bloom and fall, which cannot be changed or stopped, let go, be calm, and cherish the moment.

When he came out of Shu Qiang's ward, Han Mo's heart was heavy.

Before coming here, in Han Mo's heart, taking care of Shu Ya and Xuan Xuan was his lifelong responsibility.

But at this moment, this responsibility has increased by another point. This point is heavier than Mount Tai, and the love is as deep as the sea.

It was already night, and Han Mo took the initiative to take up the task of escorting him in the hospital tonight. He mainly wanted Shu Ya's mother to go home and rest. Since the old man was hospitalized, the old lady hadn't left for a night, so it was time to rest.

Originally Liu Huijuan was reluctant, but Shu Qiang asked her to go back, and she agreed.

It was time for the little guy to eat and take a bath, so Shu Ya took the little guy and Liu Huijuan home.

Shu Qiang's body is actually very weak. Just now, someone was just pretending that he was not bad. He just lay down and rested after eating.

Han Mo stood alone in the corridor of the hospital, recalling every word that Shu Qiang said, that emotion flooded his heart again.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated, and Han Mo felt the vibration of the phone and glanced at the screen.

"Brother Han, you must help me." Wang Qian said in an almost pleading voice.

Han Mo paused for a moment, eased his emotions, and then said, "What's wrong?"

"I have passed the choreographer and director assessment, and now I'm a choreographer and director of Apple TV." Wang Qian was a little excited and a little proud.

When Han Mo first met Wang Qian, she was still an assistant to the director, and now she has been promoted to director, which is of course a good thing.

"Congratulations."

Hearing this congratulations, Wang Qian was a little anxious, and suddenly thought that her purpose of looking for Han Mo was not just to brag, "Brother Han, Thanksgiving is coming soon, our TV station is going to shoot a micro-movie, and the station directly assigns the task to I said it was an assessment of me. You must help me."

Thanksgiving?

Han Mo pondered for a while before he realized that, yes, this world is different from the original one. The basic festivals, Spring Festival, Lantern Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, have not changed, but many festivals have changed. It turns out that the world's March 8th is Women's Day, but this world It is May 16th, the original World Mother's Day is the second Sunday in May, this world is the second Sunday in March.

The same is true for Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving in this world is the fourth Sunday in January, so it is only a month away from Thanksgiving.

"Okay." Han Mo still didn't know what Wang Qian asked him to do, but since the other party opened his mouth, as long as he could do it, he would definitely try his best to help.

"Great, thank you Brother Han, you are really my savior"

"Speaking of business." Han Mo was a little helpless and interrupted.

"Okay, okay, we are going to make a micro-movie. Thanks to my parents, I want to ask you to write me a theme song." Wang Qian said with a smile.

Han Mo suddenly seemed to think of something, and was silent for a while.

It might be a long time, and Wang Qian lost her mind. "Brother Han? Are you still there? There won't be any difficulties, right?"

Wang Qian's voice reached Han Mo's ears again, and his thoughts were hurriedly pulled back, "No problem. But"

"But what, oh, Brother Han, what are you talking about, I can't stand you like this with a short temper in the northeast." Wang Qian said half-heartedly.

Han Mo was amused by Wang Qian's grin, "Is there already a script for your micro-movie? Have you figured out how to shoot it?"

Wang Qian sighed deeply, "Nothing."

Han Mo hummed, "Leave it all to me."

"What?" Wang Qian couldn't believe her ears.