Such a magical and incomprehensible existence, my grandparents, as members of the older generation, are in awe of it.
Especially since the other party protected their most important granddaughter.
With the blessing of great gratitude, the two old people respected the patron saint even more.
How dare they call each other...fatty?
So rude.
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Guard...protect...god...
The expression on Grandpa's face gradually showed surprise.
"ah!?"
How about finding a patron saint?
We just need to know that there is no guardian angel around the child to protect you.
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From being unfamiliar and stumbling in the first position, to the previous stage, there is even no change in the voice, and the mood is ups and downs.
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An inexplicable feeling made the child raise his head.
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But the child wants a guardian angel.
"ah?"
"Little Man's Gypsophila seemed to have called his patron saint that day... Chubby..."
The child was still conscious at the time.
…
"Um."
On this day, there was lightning and thunder.
Last time, Pangpang would come back.
You hate your father telling you stories.
His expression softened slightly.
"You go find dad~"
There is a smile on your face when you are sleeping.
The two old men looked troubled.
Are children so afraid of thunder and lightning?
The child straightened up suddenly.
The child wants us to find our patron saint...
You ran under the bed and wrapped yourself in a quilt.
This kid really gave his patron saint a very down-to-earth name.
Pangpang is your patron saint.
This name...
But when you think about your father coming back very soon, you are no longer so scared.
Make you want to be afraid.
His mouth was pursed.
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We all know it.
Grandma smiled bitterly.
Oh~
That expectation overwhelms your inner fear.
Opening the door, the child stopped walking slowly for some reason.
…
More and more children are seeing Chubby.
"Yes."
The quilt slid up from under you.
It's here.
When lightning illuminated the room, Pangpang appeared.
Pangpang looks at you quietly.
Said I would go home late because of traffic jam.
The child grinned.
Um.
The smile on the child's face became even smaller.
Will watch you sleep.
I'll tell you a story -
Pangpang suddenly appears. When you wake up on the seventh day before you fall asleep, Pangpang will be there.
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Pangpang is an extremely important existence to you.
After taking a step, the child turned his head as if he remembered something.
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We understand.
You thought that time was the same as many times in the past.
That makes you feel less emotional.
The last time we met was on a thunderstorm night.
The two old men were surprised.
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Very slowly, the child came back to his senses.
It wasn't until the child told us today that we were shocked that the child's guardian angel hadn't left yet!?
The child nodded suddenly.
Dad will come back soon.
Without even realizing it, you are thinking more and more about Pang Pang.
Maybe dad will call you...
Grandma bent down and touched the child's head.
The child nodded.
Dad called you just now.
The eyes are no longer red.
This time it was the child's turn to be confused.
Even if you just miss your dad or grandparents, you can't call us.
But the last time there was lightning and thunder, Pangpang would appear in front of you again.
"Chubby!"
It's like it never appeared.
Something's wrong with you.
Think of it as a guardian angel who is the child's secret.
Grandma, shut up.
Fatty nodded.
"Grandpa and grandma are very grateful for it."
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I hate that daddy stays with you and watches you fall asleep.
As long as you have nothing to do, you can't do anything and you can't call us at any time.
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Because other people see the guardian angel, firstly, we are afraid that others will see that our actions or words have a bad impact on our children.
Let the children play with it.
"Oh, you forgot..."
"Big sky full of stars."
It leaves you with a sense of unreality and nowhere to go.
We even saw the patron saint...
"It's the patron saint!?"
Pangpang was just like the few times he appeared in the past, just quietly accompanying the child.
"Um."
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"Chubby!"
Because before dad knew that you were afraid of thunder and lightning, he would come to accompany you every time there was thunder and lightning.
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"Pangpang, daddy is back~"
A voice came from the door.
Did you care.
Listen to your child.
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The mobile phone was given to you by your father.
Then he stepped on his slippers and ran towards the door of the room with a "pah pah pah" sound.
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Protect our children from disasters, illness and pain throughout their lives.
Grandpa exclaimed.
Pangpang only left that time.
"dad!"
"So in the hearts of grandparents, Pangpang is the patron saint of little baby's breath."
After all, we see him as the patron saint of children.
The child hurriedly put on his slippers.
During the day, you were depressed and shared your joy with Pangpang who appeared in front of you.
Grandma nodded.
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You are very sensible and let your father concentrate on driving.
You smiled in a bad way.
"Pangpang is Pangpang."
The child held the phone with a look of surprise on his face.
Others are concerned by the patron saint’s human nature.
Moreover, the young master also told us before leaving at this time that he wanted to show that he cared too much about the patron saint.
Children need to be fat more and more.
Just as important as grandparents.
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You stare at your phone.
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You've seen your worst friend.
Nothing is normal at all.
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There are phone numbers of my father and grandparents stored outside.
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But there are no more important issues troubling us right now.
You look back.
Dad's stories are getting worse and worse.
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Apart from fear, there is no expectation in your heart that your father will come home.
"Pangpang is Pangpang..."
The spot where Pang Pang was just now was empty.
That……
"But didn't Little Gypsophila also say that?"
The child was slightly startled.
"Pangpang protected the little baby's breath."
We were very disappointed to learn that our patron saint had left.
Depending on what you're asking, is that unambiguous?
Didn't even bother to wear slippers.
In these days when you feel panic-free every day, Pangpang's appearance is a ray of light.
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Grandma changed her mind and said, "Did it leave?"
"I seem to have remembered something now..."
Of course the child is scared.
It was the same after that...
For the last second, you were stunned.
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How could we possibly do it?
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"It's in-"
If it's love, we certainly hope that the guardian angel can always protect our children.
The child suddenly turned his head.
The patron saint left...
The white and tender feet are curled up.
"Not a day goes by without Pangpang leaving and never coming back again..."
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The child got up and went to bed immediately.
The fat tail rolled up the child's slippers and put them behind the child.
We remember the words of our little master.
As time goes by, we habitually let ourselves care about or even ignore the existence of the patron saint. By now, we really have not forgotten the existence of the patron saint.
