In order to praise my dad, I reopened the WeChat activity.

Because the previous mobile phone was very depressed, to display the WeChat step count, it was very troublesome to associate a running software, so the WeChat campaign was closed. Anyway, there are Alipay and Weibo.

Suddenly one day, my dad forwarded the WeChat sports application to me, saying that he got up early every day and walked more than 10,000 steps every day. When I clicked in, I found that the new mobile phone can count steps on WeChat, and it doesn't need to be associated with other step counting software, so I started the WeChat activity conveniently.

Sure enough, my dad is a bully, and he took more than 20 thousand steps to rank first among my friends. After I opened it, my dad praised me in less than two minutes, and I also praised him. In the evening, I turned off the WeChat activity. Pushing the leaderboard at night, people praise you from time to time, which is very annoying.

In the small group of three of us in the evening, my dad boasted proudly that he got up after five o'clock in the morning and started a day's hiking in the nearby park, saying that my mother couldn't keep up with him at all, and that he often ranked first among colleagues and friends. Also told me that you should exercise more and learn from me, and give me more praise if you have nothing to do. He said this like a child, and I silently started the WeChat campaign.

Whether he takes 20,000 steps or only a few thousand steps, I praise him rain or shine. This also has an advantage. He took more steps, so he can be praised, but he took fewer steps. You can ask him why he didn't go for a walk today, whether it was raining or it was too hot. Wechat movement has brought us closer.

Rather than praising him, my father wants to know me better. Now he praises me first every day, no matter how many steps I take. With so many friends on WeChat, he must have turned down one by one to find my steps. One day, I stayed at home and only walked 100 steps. My father suddenly praised me, and I was particularly ashamed and wanted to laugh.

I'm not with them when I work outside. He just wants me to be closer to myself.

02

In my family, the roles of mom and dad seem to be a little reversed. Mom is a little serious, but dad is extremely lively. People say that their daughters and fathers are good, which I don't deny.

In our family, my father took me to the supermarket, led me to get up early for running, took me out for dinner, and took me for injections when I was sick. He basically contracted all foreign affairs activities. My father and I often fight at home like buddies. I am in my twenties, and he will still be in the living room with me. You hit me, I hit you. I asked my friend, is your father like this? They all said stop. It seems that my dad hasn't even been in my room since I 10.

After going to college, I seem to be disabled as soon as I get home, and I don't have to do anything. Even for a physical examination, my father has to follow me, which makes me very angry. My dad is really more active than me. At that time, I thought I could handle it. Why are you so troublesome?

But looking at him a bit like the back of a little old man, I suddenly felt a little sad. He just wants to prove that he is my father. He is useful and needed, although the old man is a bit like his mother-in-law.

03

Another thing I don't like is that from time to time, in front of outsiders and relatives, he will advance my childhood story. Even if the story has been told countless times, others may be able to repeat it, but he still enjoys it. What? I bit a child in kindergarten. What? When I was a child, he took me to the hospital and told me not to touch him to pay. Turning around, I cried and looked for him everywhere. When I was a child, I went to school and was chased by a puppy. Also, when I was at school, I was lazy to do my homework. I'm obviously sleeping. I heard someone coming, so I got up and pretended to be studying. Every time I say this, he laughs at me, saying that the mark on my face seems to be engraved, and the blind can't see it.

Every time I talk about this, I feel humiliated and have to go along with him. I am an adult. Is it really good to talk about childhood like this? Can't you say something nutritious?

One day my mother said, how have you been recently? Your father and I are worried about you, but we don't understand your work. Take care of yourself. I realized that he just wanted to talk to me about more topics. He doesn't understand my work, and I don't care about his work. My life has nothing in common with his. I can only rely on these topics that he finds interesting.

One day, my sister sent me a photo, which was in grandma's photo album. I took a photo with my parents. It should be my sophomore year. The father in the photo is still a middle-aged man, with no beer belly and handsome traces. Who would have thought that he looks like a little old man now, with a bulging stomach and gray hair.

The man who loves me most in the world, but I always ignore him. I've always blamed him for playing mahjong, but I forgot that he had to cook and deliver meals to me between playing mahjong in senior three. I was angry because he secretly told my uncle that he was afraid I wouldn't get married, but I didn't see that he wanted me to be happy.

It is said that the father of the bride can't help crying at the wedding, and I think the father will cry, too.

Grow old, little old man. Healthy and healthy, I praise you every day.