House Dad’s Literary Life

Mo Fei’s chat with her mother is almost over. She smiles and leans forward on the sofa and probes her head. “Sakura Sakura comes over and says goodbye to her grandmother!”

After shouting two times, a small figure ran from the stairs, the small steps ran very slippery, and also mixed with the laughter of “嘻嘻”.

“He is coming!” Mo Fei smiled and handed the phone over and shouted, “Sakura and grandma said, bye, seeyou!”

But when her eyes shifted from the microphone, she fell in the same way as the little cat, and the gray head was full of ash. Mo Fei suddenly stunned and dumbfounded.

Is this gray doll or my baby son?

At least the sound is still there. The small ones have their two gray-gray claws pressed against the sofa, and screaming at the microphone, shouting milk, “Grandma, bye!”

Perhaps he heard the English from inside, and he also learned like a decent: “seeyou!”

Mo Fei returned to God, she hurriedly said a few words to her mother, hung up the phone, and then her eyes were not to know whether or not laugh or crying, and still stunned and pressed the sofa. Small print

“Yang Xiaoying was very angry and screamed with a funny voice. “What good have you done? ”

Little lure and immersed in his happy little world, did not find his mother’s emotional changes, he also raised his small head, laughing and laughing with his mother.

“How do you make yourself like this? Where did you play the game?” Mo Fei reluctantly picked up the little guy’s two dirty paws and asked.

“Just, just, Sakura plays with Steamed Bun!” Xiaoyue A Su K’s innocent big eyes, explained, “painting, sister, painting!”

“Steamed Bun took you to naughty?” Mo Fei looked suspiciously at Xiaoyin

The small right-handed emperor condemns the maids and dazzles only in his simple thoughts, and Steamed Bun is a “same-smelling” with him! Therefore, after listening to my mother’s first half of the story, Sakura, who was automatically ignored in the latter half, was very happy to have a small head.

Fortunately, Mo Fei is skeptical. She did not believe in Xiaozhan. She picked up the little guy and went to the stairs to check.

Just after the corner, Mo Fei saw the wall in front of him, the floor was a mess, and suddenly his face was black.

“My God! Yang Xiaoying, you see what good things you did!” Mo Fei was a good-hearted, and funny, put the little guy down, then she stared at the innocent little guy with a slight voice. Some blame said, “I also lost responsibility to Steamed Bun. Does Steamed Bun have the guts to make this look like a home?”

Mo Fei is obviously forgotten, and Steamed Bun has had a “glorious record” that tears the paper towel all over the floor. (Yang Yi used paper towels in the stairwell last year to give Xixi and Xiaoyou a slap in the face. It’s Steamed Bun’s fault, and the other three big fat cats that have moved their claws slip away, leaving Steamed Bun 挨骂, but after all, Steamed Bun is still involved!

Mo Fei forgot about it, but Steamed Bun still had the impression that the big masters were terrible when they lost their temper. It had been reprimanded many times, and even locked up a few black houses!

So, when I saw the little seals flashing, I was blamed. Steamed Bun had the courage to run from the side and stopped between the big master and the little master. It also lifted two forelimbs and enthusiastically Placed on Mo Fei’s thigh.

“Oh…” Steamed Bun stood unsteadily, fell down for two laps, snorted and stood up.

It looks like it’s helping to pull the rack, don’t let Mo Fei blame the little right lie.

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How to do?

Small right-handed recovery! I could only stand in the same place, dare not move, but also tried to slap his innocent, cute big eyes and pretend to be pitiful…

Fortunately, Steamed Bun “Sister” helped stop, otherwise Mom may have to slap on his little ass!

Mo Fei was actually thinking of a solution, but she looked around and finally sighed helplessly, learning some accents on TV and saying: “Well, Yang Xiaoying Mama tells you, you have a big event! Mama There is no way to help you make up!”

What else is it made up for? In addition to a few black handwritings on the wall, it is the trace of the horizontal and vertical, and it is traced by the Xiaoyou hat. Therefore, it seems that the wall below, like the plowed field, is pitted and horrible!

“When you come back to Papa, his guy has obsessive-compulsive disorder. When you see that the wall is so messy, you must be crazy!” Mo Fei thought of Yang Yi, couldn’t help but squint at the corner of his mouth. Said the little guy.

Xiaodao said that he was really in trouble. He was also embarrassed by his mother. His excitement had long since disappeared. Gradually, his panicked and helplessness prevailed, and his eyes were red, and his mouth was small. Pick it up…

Still not crying, this is just a performance of the little guy afraid of being detained.

I saw the little guy grievously moved a small step, a little closer to the mother, and then carefully grasped the mother’s hand, although not snoring, but this poor little appearance, still let Mo Fei soften.

“Okay! Mama will take a shower for you first, then drag it to the ground, you see you, and make yourself a head of dust.” Mo Fei distressedly put Xiaoying up, softly said, “Don’t be naughty next time.” Trick or treat!”

In the mother’s arms, the little hardcore dizzy (15) smashed the mold, and the teardrops that swirled in the eyelids slipped down on his little face. He sadly buried his small head in his mother’s arms. I don’t want to be shackled.

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In the evening, Yang Yi, who is not a protagonist, found an excuse to open. He did not attend the dinner, but went to Xixi and Lan Xin to go home.

Just after returning home, Yang Yi’s car key and Xixi’s schoolbag were not put down. Mo Fei greeted him and smiled. He reached out and grabbed his hand and said, “Come here, I will show you, today. What good things did your baby son do in the afternoon!”

Xiao Yan’s sister was still happy, but when she heard her mother, he panicked.

Isn’t Mama cleaning the floor for yourself? How to sell teammates again?

“Don’t, don’t!” The little guy yelled anxiously twice, but he thought that his little man couldn’t stop the big dad, and he gave a look, “Ohhh” snorted twice, wronged. Grabbing my sister’s school uniform skirt, hiding behind my sister’s little ass.

Xixi looked at her father and mother in a foggy manner, and then she took a small smack of invaders and screamed and sweared. Zheng Zheng asked: “Brother, what have you done?”

……

The ground has been wiped clean by Mo Fei, and the small right ruling has been as gray and gray as it was at the beginning, but when Yang Yi saw the pitted wall, the performance was exactly the same as Mo Fei expected!

Tangled!

A tangled face!

Although listening to the situation told by Mo Fei, Yang Yi also smashed the mischievous Xiaoyou, but he still looked at the wall that was smashed.

“I don’t know how to get it!” Yang Yi looked at it for a while, and said with a smile to Mo Fei. “He’s destructively scratching. I don’t want to add a bit of painting on it, I can’t change it!”

Yang Yi refers to the method, a bit like the previous Xixi is not very likely to draw, he will be happy to make fun of the little guy, deliberately painted her scribbled paintings, complex secondary creation, into a very majestic Atmospheric paintings!

But the small lure will not work, the mess is a crooked groove, the key is still asymmetrical!

“That can only make people brush the wall again, or how about the tiles? This way the swimming pool has changed the wall!” Mo Fei asked with a smile. “Fortunately, he is not tall, just The following is awkward, just use the tile below it!”

“This is not the solution to the problem…” Yang Yi pondered, reaching up and touching the wall and saying, “Right, what is he drawing? Make the wall so messy?”