Nan Mufeng laughed, crouched down, opened his arms, and caught his son: "Not eager to leave school, that's a problem with your thinking."
"Daddy, how come you're picking me up?"
"I have some free time today. Today, Daddy was the first parent to pick up a kid. But you weren't cooperative, being the last one to come out." Nan Mufeng kissed his son's little cheek and hugged him into the car.
"Daddy, if you had told me earlier. If I knew you were picking me up, I'd definitely have been the first one to charge out of the classroom." Little Pumpkin was utterly regretful. Oh, he didn't even get to show Daddy to his classmates.
Nan Mufeng smiled: "Forget it, if you're eager to leave school early, you'll definitely get distracted in class."
"No way, I already know by heart the ancient poems taught by the teacher."
"Really?" Nan Mufeng put his son in the child safety seat and started the car, "Recite them for me!"
