The patron saint of their granddaughter.
Such a magical and incomprehensible existence, grandparents are very awe of the older generation.
In particular, the other party protected their most important granddaughter.
With great gratitude and blessing, the two old men respected the guardian god even more.
How dare they call each other...Pangpang?
Too rude.
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Guard... protect... god...
The expression on grandpa's face gradually showed a sudden realization.
"ah!?"
What's more, go find the patron saint?
As long as we know that there is no guardian around our children to protect you, we can’t do it.
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From the love position, there will be no sound changes and emotions fluctuate.
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The inexplicable sense made the child raise his head.
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But the child wants to guard the patron saint.
"ah?"
"The little man Tianxing seemed to be called the guardian god that day...fatty..."
The child was still conscious at that time.
...
"Um."
On this day, lightning and thunder were heard.
Last time, Pangpang will come back.
You hate dad telling you stories.
His expression became a little softer.
"You go find dad~"
You're smiling under your sleeping face.
The two old men looked embarrassed.
Are children so afraid of thunder and lightning?
The child suddenly stood up.
The child wants us to find the patron saint...
You ran under the bed and wrapped yourself up with a quilt.
This child really gave the patron saint a very down-to-earth name.
Pangpang is your patron saint.
This name...
But when you think that your father is slow and you are coming back, are you so scared?
It makes you afraid.
The mouth is too weak to rise.
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We all know.
Grandma smiled bitterly.
Oh~
That expectation weighed on your fear.
When I opened the door, I knew why the child stopped his slow pace.
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More and more children are seeing fat.
"Yes."
The quilt slid up from under you.
It's here.
When lightning illuminated the room, Pangpang appeared.
Pangpang is quietly watching you.
He said I would go home later because of traffic jams.
The child grinned.
Um.
The child's smile was even smaller.
Will watch you sleep.
Will tell you a story-
Pangpang suddenly appears and wakes up again the seventh day before you fall asleep. Pangpang will meet.
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Pangpang is an extremely important existence to you.
After taking a step, the child turned his head.
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We understand.
You think that time is the same as there were several times in the past.
That makes you feel less emotional.
Our last meeting was a night of thunderstorms.
The two old men were surprised.
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It was very slow, and the child came back to his senses.
Until today when the child told us, we were shocked to realize that the child’s patron saint had not left yet!?
The child nodded suddenly.
Dad came back very slowly.
When you have some awareness, you are thinking more and more about fatness.
Maybe Dad will call you...
Grandma bent down and touched the child's head.
The child nodded.
Dad called you just now.
My eyes were not red.
This time it was the child's turn to be confused.
Even if you just miss your father or grandparents, you can't call us.
But the last time when the lightning flashed and thundered, Pangpang would appear behind you again.
"Fat!"
It's like it never appears.
You have something to do.
Just treat it as a patron saint as a child’s secret.
Grandma kept silent.
Pangpang nodded.
“Grandpa and grandma are very grateful for it.”
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I hate my daddy to accompany you and watch you fall asleep.
As long as you are fine, you can't do anything and call us at any time.
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Because the self-centered person is the patron saint, the first is that the great heart is seen by the self-centered person, the affection of our behavior or words on children is bad.
Let the children play with it.
"Oh, you forgot..."
“The stars are everywhere.”
It will make your heart that has always felt real and lost its place of return.
We even see the guardian saint...
"Is it the patron saint!"
Like the one who rarely appears in the past, Pangpang just quietly stays with his children.
"Um."
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"Fat!"
Because since Dad knew that you were afraid of thunder and lightning, every time you hit thunder and lightning in front of him, he would come to accompany you.
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"Pangpang, dad is back~"
The sound of love came from the door.
Do you care?
Listen to the children.
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My phone is given to you by dad.
Then, I stepped on the slippers in front of me and ran to the door of the room.
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We will ensure that our children will suffer from disasters and difficulties throughout their lives, and will suffer from illness and pain.
Grandpa exclaimed.
Pangpang just left that time.
"dad!"
"So in the hearts of grandparents, Pangpang is the guardian saint of Little Mantianxing."
After all, we see that we are the patron saints of children.
The child hurriedly put on his slippers.
During the day, you feel depressed and share your joy with the fat pony who appears behind you.
Grandma nodded.
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You are very sensible and let your father concentrate on driving.
You smiled with a bad intention.
"Pangpang is fat."
The child pinched his cell phone and looked surprised.
The rest is what we see as the patron saint's human favor.
Moreover, the teacher also told us that he should show that he cared too much about the guardian god.
Children are getting fatter and fatter.
It is as important as grandparents.
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You stare at your phone.
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You saw your worst friend.
Is there any normality?
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The phone number of my father and grandparents was saved outside.
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But now there are no more important issues that make us headache.
You look back.
Dad's story is getting worse and worse.
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Apart from fear, you have not yet expected your father to go home.
"Fat fat means fat fat..."
The location where Pangpang was just now was empty.
That……
"But didn't Xiao Mantianxing say that too?"
The child was slightly stunned.
"Pangpang protects Xiaomantianxing."
We were disappointed to know that the patron saint had left.
Depending on what you asked, is that there is no ambiguity?
All of them wear slippers without caring about it.
In this day when you feel that panic is peaceful every day, the appearance of pony fat is a ray of light.
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Grandma changed her words, “Has it left?”
"I seem to remember it a little now..."
Of course, children are afraid.
It's the same afterwards...
Last second, you were stunned.
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How can we do it?
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“It is in-”
If it is a love position, of course we hope that the guardian will always protect our children.
The child suddenly turned his head.
The patron saint left...
Her white and tender feet were raised.
"Not a day, I've never come back after I left..."
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The child immediately got up and went to bed.
The fat tail rolled up the child's slippers and put them behind the child.
Let’s keep in mind the words of the teacher.
Over time, we habitually make ourselves care about or even ignore the existence of the patron saint. Before that, we really didn't forget the existence of the patron saint.
Chapter completed!