He unexpectedly becomes a father at the start of his life, and the mother of his child is a national

Sisi chose a yellow cloth bag. The bag looked a bit big, so she crawled inside, leaving only her tiny head sticking out.

Her shoulders and below were completely covered by a cloth bag, and her two little hands could barely grasp the opening of the bag. She looked like a little kangaroo in a bag, which was extremely cute.

Chen Hao helped her lift the bag, pulling it up slightly so her small hands could grip it more easily and without getting tired. He then reminded her:

"Sisi, when you jump, lean forward a little and lower your center of gravity. Don't jump too high, or you'll fall. Jump slowly and steadily, okay?"

Sisi nodded from inside the bag, her voice muffled: "I know, Dad, I'll be careful."

Chen Hao himself climbed into a blue cloth bag. The bag was the perfect size. He held the opening with both hands, tried it out, and found it very convenient. Then he walked over to Sisi and waited for the competition to begin.

All the participants were ready. The teacher picked up the whistle and shouted:

"Ready—beep!"

As soon as the whistle blew, Chen Hao exerted force with both legs and jumped a long distance in one go, with big and steady steps.

He hopped a few steps, looked back, and saw Sisi hopping forward earnestly, just like a real little kangaroo.

Her little face was tense, her brows were furrowed, and with each jump she let out a "hey" sound, using all her strength.

But she was young and had short legs. The distance she could jump in one step was less than a third of Chen Hao's. After only a few steps, she fell behind and was quite far behind Chen Hao.

Chen Hao stopped and stood still, watching Sisi jump with all her might. He felt a warmth in his heart and wasn't in a hurry to win any prizes.

Several fathers next to him had already overtaken him, jumping incredibly fast. They even glanced back at Chen Hao with a hint of confusion in their eyes, as if to say, "Why isn't this father jumping forward? Why is he standing still?"

But Chen Hao didn't care at all. He took a few steps back, moved to Sisi's side, bent down, and whispered:

"Sisi, don't rush. Daddy will jump with you. Let's not compare ourselves to others. Let's jump slowly and have fun."

Hearing Chen Hao's voice, Sisi looked up and saw him right beside her. She immediately smiled, revealing her two small front teeth, and her voice became cheerful.

"Okay! Daddy, jump with me! Let's jump to the finish line together!"

The father and daughter hopped and skipped forward side by side.

Sisi took a step, and Chen Hao would take a small step in return, always staying close to Sisi and reminding her from time to time:

"Slow down, slow down, don't rush, lower your center of gravity."

Several parents nearby, witnessing this scene, laughed and whispered among themselves:

"Look at that dad, he's jumping slower than the child, he's doing it on purpose to keep up with the child."

"Yes, it's more important to make the children happy than to win awards."

Chen Hao heard this, but he didn't care at all. As long as Sisi was happy, it didn't matter whether she won a prize or not.

He looked at the little girl beside him, who was jumping around and sweating profusely, but still had a bright smile on her face. He was even happier than if he had won first place himself.

[Ding! Parent-child activity - Kangaroo jump, priority given to parent-child interaction, martial arts experience points +260]

Slowly, they finally jumped to the finish line.

In the end, they came in third place. Although it wasn't first place, Sisi wasn't sad at all.

She popped out of the bag, ran to Chen Hao's side, grabbed his hand, and smiled happily.

"Dad, we jumped to the finish line! Even though we didn't come in first, I'm still very happy!"

Chen Hao squatted down, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said with a smile:

"Yes, our Sisi is the best. She's amazing because she kept jumping until the finish line."

The father and son who won first place received a small prize—a box of colored pencils with very vibrant colors and a beautiful box.

Sisi's eyes lit up when she saw the box of colored pencils. She unconsciously moved her feet towards it, stared at the pencils for a while, but didn't say anything. She then slowly walked back to Chen Hao's side.

Chen Hao saw all of this, squatted down, and gently asked her:

"Does Sisi want that pencil? If you do, Daddy will buy you a whole box of them later, even prettier than this one."

Sisi shook her head, took Chen Hao's hand in her little hand, and said earnestly:

"No, Daddy, Sisi has enough pencils at home."

Besides, I was already very happy that my dad jumped with me; I was even happier than when I received the prize.

Chen Hao felt a warmth in his heart, a surge of warmth welling up from the bottom of his heart. He reached out and touched Sisi's head, his eyes getting a little hot.

This child is always so sensible and never greedy. He is content as long as he has his company.

After a short break, the third activity, "Dad's Tug-of-War," began.

This was the only program today specifically for parents, and the children were all cheering on their dads.

The teacher found a thick, long rope with a red strip of cloth tied in the middle as a dividing line. Then, the fathers participating in the tug-of-war were divided into two teams and stood on either side of the rope.

Chen Hao signed up, walked to one end of the rope, stood in position, and faced four fathers, some fat and some thin, some tall and some short, all of whom looked very strong.

The fat father in the middle looked to weigh at least 180 pounds, with a round belly and arms thicker than Chen Hao's thighs. Standing there, he looked like a small wall, exuding a powerful aura.

The other fathers nearby were also very strong, each rubbing their hands together, looking very confident.

Sisi stood not far from Chen Hao, holding Duoduo's hand, standing on tiptoe, staring at Chen Hao, and shouting loudly:

"Go, Dad! Go, Dad! Dad is the best!"

Chen Hao glanced down at Sisi, smiled at her, nodded, then gripped the rope tightly, lowered his waist slightly, and got ready.

Although he hadn't deliberately trained his strength, he practiced martial arts every day, and his physical fitness and strength had long surpassed that of ordinary people. He was quite confident in dealing with these fathers.

His fingers gripped the rope tightly like iron clamps, his palms turned white from the force, and his feet were firmly planted on the ground, ready to exert force.

The teacher next to him raised his whistle and shouted, "Ready—beep!"

As soon as the whistle blew, the fathers on the other side pulled together, straining back with all their might. The rope instantly tightened, making a "creaking" sound, as if it would break at any moment.

Chen Hao felt a tremendous pull from the rope, almost pulling him forward a step, but his body remained motionless, standing firmly in place.

He took a deep breath, exerted force with his legs, lowered his waist, shifted his center of gravity backward, and then pulled back sharply, the muscles in his arms taut and the veins bulging.