House Dad’s Literary Life

“It’s beautifully written, and it’s a little bit of effort when sketching the transition.”

At the Yang Family’s dinner table, Yang Yi is coaching her daughter to write on the book. Recently, because the children have basically adapted to the life of the kindergarten, the teachers have started the course of this semester. Of course, it is not very complicated, that is, learning to write.

Starting from the beginning and the beginning, starting with the Arabic numerals, the children began to touch the field of words.

However, what makes Xixi a little unhappy is that the teachers also started to work after class. Although not too much, they copied two pages of strokes they learned today, but they can play happily and even watch TV when they go home. For guys, it is undoubtedly an unacceptable shackle.

“Papa, I am tired of writing, can you help me write?” Little girl looked at Dad pitifully, sprinkled Jiao.

Little girl The heart of the moment is definitely: the baby is not happy, the baby just does not want to write homework…..

“No, how can I get my father to write for you? You said to Dad the day before yesterday, Teacher Mu taught you a word, how do you say it?” Yang Yi refused ruthlessly, he pretended not to see Xixi. Wang Wang, full of grievances and big eyes.

“It’s good faith.” Xixi pouts mouth, said unhappy.

“So if Dad did the homework for you, did Xixi deceive Teacher Mu? Is it the performance of dishonesty?” Yang Yi asked.

Although Xixi was not happy, but still pouts nodded.

“So, you have to do your homework yourself.” Yang Yi loves the little girl’s head and says, “When you finish your homework, you are on your book, draw a duckling for you, okay?”

This is a typical stick to a sweet date, but Xixi is very good at it.

“Really?” Little girl looked at Dad with surprise.

“Of course! And just the one you wrote in your homework!” Yang Yi said with a smile.

He knows that the daughter is careful about this. The little guy especially likes to “show off his father”. Dad is a good thing. She has to tell her good friends. A little cartoon painting is also able to satisfy the little guy with a little vanity. .

“The Papa, can you draw one more? You also paint this one?” Xixi looked forward to Yang Yi, pointing to the page that had already written half, and Yang Yi grasped the hand of the little guy. , teach her to write.

“Hey, you can do it, but it depends on Xixi. I don’t think I can write my homework seriously! I can’t look around in the middle, and I can’t write it indiscriminately. If you want to write it well, then Dad will paint you and draw a sunflower that can spit out the little sun. !Yang Yi laughed.

“That Papa, you said to Mama, I have to do my homework, don’t bother Xixi.” Little girl suddenly became full of energy and pushed her father again and again.

“What to say?” Mo Fei had just showered out, wearing her slinged nightdress, her hair was wet, and she made a cotton sling wet and dry.

Today is only Thursday, but because Jin Yingming has something to do tomorrow, he is going to school to give him a high school son to open a parent meeting, plus Mo Fei was busy recording the program last weekend, there is no time to accompany Xixi, Mo Fei simply give him and I put two days off until I went back to the company on Sunday and then recorded the song.

“Speaking about Xixi learning to write.” Yang Yi stood up and pulled Mo Fei’s soft shoulders and smiled softly. “Walk, let’s go to the balcony chat, don’t bother Xixi.”

“Why are you? I want to see Xixi doing homework!” Mo Fei is a bit confusing.

“Oh, don’t you bother me! You can’t write well.” Little girl licking her small mouth, twisting and twisting, but she is looking forward to writing it, and then daddy to paint on it!

Mo Fei had to let Yang Yi drag her hand and walk to the balcony to talk. She also remembered her daughter: “How is Xixi doing in kindergarten? Can you keep up with these courses?”

“You can rest assured that Xixi’s performance has been very good! Teacher Mu also often praises Xixi with me, saying that she is smart and clever, learning to write and learning very fast!” Yang Yi shrugged and said, “I estimate It’s because Xixi will draw pictures, unlike other kids, I have to start with a pen.”

“That’s great!” Mo Fei heard the good news from her daughter, and her slightly cold face couldn’t help but smile. Working outside, Mo Fei got used to the cold and came back home to be able to smile with Yang Yi.

“But don’t try to praise her. This little guy, a little cocked, wants to be a homework,” Yang Yi said to Mo Fei.

In the house, Xixi was writing the words carefully, and Yang Yi and Mo Fei spoke and looked at her. The little guy’s mouth was hard to write and it was pretty cute.

“Right, you are not saying that the coffee shop has hired a female student to help you, and then she will help you to open the store in the evening?” Mo Fei said, and then turned the topic to Ding Xiang.

“Yes, when you just picked you up, haven’t you seen Ding Xiang far away?”

“No, I just saw Xixi writing my homework, I just remembered it. I was a bit worried about her study. I would help you with the coffee shop at night. What about her own study?” Mo Fei said.

Yang Yi had to explain it to Mo Fei, and also listed a few time periods for a few guests: “…I didn’t plan to be very strict anyway, as long as she did the usual work, she could watch it all the time. Read a book and even do something else.”

“Listen to what you said, I feel that she is a very good girl.” Mo Fei took Yang Yi’s arm and the two yelled at the night wind on the railing.

“It’s good, Ding Xiang, this child, I heard Guo Ziyi say that her family is on the mountain, very poor, and then she has to earn money to pay tuition. I used Xixi to go to the temple fair and saw that she is selling cotton. Sugar. Life is also extremely frugal. When I didn’t give her a uniform, I used a decent dress to wear it over and over.” Yang Yi and Mo Fei said with emotion.

“This is not, just as I have more and more coffee shop guests, and there is no one who helps me. Then Guo Ziyi also recommended Ding Xiang to me. Just before I met, I know that this girl is not bad, please ask her to work. I want to give more to the money and I want to help her.”

“You helped Ding Xiang, she is also helping you, not to mention the good deeds, maybe the luck will still accumulate in Xixi, this is a good thing.” Mo Fei’s mother believes in Buddha, she is somewhat affected, when pulled down Yang Yi’s hand, moved and said.

Yang Yi smiled. He didn’t believe in Buddhism, but he also thought that Mo Fei said it was good. The concept of doing good deeds, using the words on the previous life network to translate, is in 攒rp!

“Is Ding Xiang going back now?” Mo Fei pulled Yang Yi’s wrist with his watch and looked at the time. It’s been past eight and a half. She said with some regrets, “I still want to see this girl, tomorrow. Know if there is a chance.”

Yang Yi also mentioned Guo Ziyi, but she didn’t have any interest in the little fatty Mo Fei. She still wants to see Ding Xiang – after all, Ding Xiang is a woman…

Yang Yi also looked at the watch and smiled. “At 8:30, it is closed. Now at 8:40, Ding Xiang has definitely not gone. She is definitely cleaning. This guy, I said how many times she went back early. Willing to listen…”