House Dad’s Literary Life

Xixi was taken home by Dad after school in the afternoon. No, it was correctly said that he was received by Little Aunt.

“Papa, why don’t we go home?” Xixi was upstairs by Dad, the curved corridor was a bit black, but in the arms of Dad, little girl was a little scared, but she carefully looked around. Then in the ear of Dad, whispered.

“Dad tonight, there are some things to do!” Yang Yi lie with her daughter, because if she told her to play, the little guy wouldn’t want to stay at home, so he had to go around.

“So, you are with Little Aunt, Little Aunt has already cooked the meal, and then will take you to take a shower, then Dad will come back later, come back and take you home to sleep, okay?”

“Is Papa not accompanying Xixi?” Xixi looked at the environment around her. She felt that it was different from the last time. It seemed a bit scary.

Of course, it was different. The last time I moved was during the day. Although it is only in the evening, in winter, it is dark, the lights in the corridor are dim and dark, and the front looks like a black hole, just like any monster is hidden.

“I am accompanying you, but Dad is not telling you that Dad is going to do something, and then he will come back to pick you up at night.” Yang Yi smiled and kissed her daughter’s face. “Well?”

“Well, that’s alright…but, but Papa, you have to come back soon, I am afraid.” Xixi put her head on Dad’s chest, and although she was a little wronged, she was still very embarrassed.

When I arrived at Yang Huan, the room was bright, and the furnishings here, Xixi was familiar, and I saw Little Aunt in apron cooking, and the little girl relaxed.

“Xixi wait a minute! Little Aunt is ready to serve!” Yang Huan put out his fist and touched Xixi.

Xixi always thought that this way of greeting was very fun. After touching a small fist, a small smile appeared on the little face.

Yang Yi saw her daughter smile, and he just let go of his heart. He stood in the living room and said to Yang Huan in the open kitchen: “The Xixi will be handed over to you, I will write the precautions for you, You have read everything, milk powder, clothes and everything is still complete?”

“Taking care of children is simple! I don’t have to say anything, I will!” Yang Huan said with a smile.

“Really?” Yang Yi expressed deep doubts about Yang Huan’s chic.

“Give it to me, you can rest assured! Hurry up, everyone is waiting for you!” Yang Huan waved and rushed.

Yang Yi finally took a look at Xixi and left. He took everyone to celebrate at the New England International Hotel, but he only took a few mouthfuls of the buffet, then he picked up his daughter and left the big troops to continue to sweep there.

Yang Yi is now estimating that they have also begun to shift positions. Going to the bar to follow Guo Ziyi and Ding Xiang, Qin Wen, Du Yuanlei, and a girl who can’t go to the market, they go shopping together.

Therefore, Yang Yi has to set out and go to the bar to meet them.

After Dad left, Xixi sat on the sofa, a little cautious, but her little head turned around and picked up some fresh things.

“Hey, Xixi, come on, have dinner!” Yang Huan walked out with the washed dishes and saw Xixi sitting on the sofa, laughing and screaming.

“Well! Ok!” Xixi quickly got off the couch, and for a short distance, he had to trod two steps.

“You wear so many clothes to eat? Quickly change it!” Yang Huan These things are still very good, she helped Xixi untie the scarf, and took off the thick down jacket, “wait for dinner, then Wear it! Little Aunt There is no heating here, no more than your father’s home, so it’s warmer to wear, it’s right.”

Xixi pulled the sweater that rolled up and caused a little uncomfortable, curiously asked: “Little Aunt, why don’t you have heating? I have Papa!”

“Hey, because I haven’t installed it yet, I don’t plan to install it. I am with you Sis Ding Xiang. I am not afraid of cold.” Yang Huan bent over and pinched Xixi’s little nose and said with a smile.

“Elder Sister Ding Xiang?” Xixi was picked up by Yang Huan and sat on her high chair. Obviously, this was also Yang Yi moved in advance.

“You Elder Sister Ding Xiang, amount, she has something to do tonight, go to class.” Yang Huan lied without blinking.

“Let’s go to class? At night? That Elder Sister Ding Xiang is so pitiful!” Xixi wrinkled his eyebrows and felt sorry for Elder Sister Ding Xiang’s “encounter”.

“Oh, don’t mention her, come, Xixi, you taste, this Tilapia made by Little Aunt, isn’t it good?” Yang Huan smiled and put a piece of fish on Xixi.

Tilapia is actually a tilapia. Yang Huan used a braised, and it smelled very sweet.

However, Xixi did not move the chopsticks. She pouts a small mouth and said: “Little Aunt, you haven’t picked a fishbone! I am afraid of the fishbone, my father will pick me a fishbone.”

“This fish has no fish bones, Little Aunt guarantees you!” Yang Huan gave Xixi a fish that was about two inches below the head of the fish. The fish was the strongest, the best, and there was no fishbone.

Xixi half believing, half doubting. Using a small spoon to dig up the meat with rice, baji baji got a small mouth to chew and ate.

“Is it delicious?” Yang Huan asked hopefully.

“It’s delicious!” Xixi nodded and said with a drumstick.

“Oh, that’s a must, you Little Aunt, I used to cook at home. I also practiced a good cooking!” Yang Huan smiled. “Compared to what your father made, which one? More delicious?”

Yang Family is a very traditional family. The so-called tradition, to put it bluntly, is the big manism! All the housework is handed over to the woman to do it. The man is farming outside, working hard, and waiting to eat and drink.

These ideas seem to be feudal, but after all, they are poorer rural areas, and it is not uncommon for older generations to have such ideas.

So, don’t say that Yang Yi and Yang Daddy didn’t cook before, Yang Qing didn’t, Yang Huan was spoiled by two brothers, but Yang still told her to do housework, she was afraid that she would be too skinny. I will not do housework and marry.

Of course, Yang Yi is now the same as Alone. Yang Huan was very surprised at the beginning that Yang Yi would cook a meal, but then she saw that Mo Fei would not work in the kitchen at all, and admit no wrong guess. It is Yang Yi who cooks for Mo Fei.

However, Yang Huan asked this question, it is simply asking for insults. How can she compare with Yang Yi’s level? What’s more, she asked Yang Yi’s loyal little fan-girls Xixi!

“My Papa is delicious!” Xixi said immediately and surely.

Xixi didn’t notice her own illness, and Yang Huan didn’t care. She deliberately learned that Xixi snorted and said, “I don’t believe it!”

“Yes!” Xixi was very straight and anxiously said, “Would you like, or wait for my Papa to come back and let him do it for you! My Papa will be delicious, you have eaten it!”

“Okay, okay, don’t tease you. Your dad’s dishes are really better than Little Aunt. However, today you still have to try Little Aunt’s craftsmanship and change your taste, right?” Yang Huan I laughed at the opening.

After a while, after eating, Yang Huan was not so anxious to take Xixi to take a shower, she accompanied the little girl in the living room. But what are you playing?

“Xixi, what do you want to play?” Yang Huan asked directly.

Xixi was sitting on the sofa with his feet under the buttocks.

“I want to watch TV, I want to see Leim!” she said, referring to the wall-mounted TV. This is what the former landlord left, and the TV that I watched together after moving in A’Guang and Xu Shishi in «Fairy Tale».

“Watching TV? But we haven’t opened this TV service yet. I can’t see it.” Yang Huan spread his hand.

She and Ding Xiang are not willing to open the TV line, because they usually don’t watch TV. It is a waste of money when they are opened.

“Then, what are we playing?” Xixi swayed around boring, then rolled over onto the sofa, rolled over, and got up again, her hair was a bit messy, but it was fun, she smiled.

“When you and your father are at home, what are you playing?” asked Yang Huan.

“Play with toys! Little Aunt, do you have toys?” Xixi asked.

“No, your father forgot to take it.” Yang Huan shook his head.

“That, then I will play with Little Clever, Little Aunt, do you have Little Clever?”

“No…” Yang Huan shook his head again.

“Papa will tell me a story, Little Aunt, can you tell a story?”

Yang Huan is sluggish and embarrassed: “No…”

“Oh, Little Aunt, why don’t you? I can tell a story about Papa!” Xixi was proud of his small chest and spared no effort to praise Dad.

“You can’t say what a little Aunt will do?” Yang Huan has collapsed.

“That… that…” Xixi actually tried to help Little Aunt find a way. Her big eyes suddenly lit up, and she thought of something like that. “My Papa will become Sun Wukong, Little Aunt, will you?” ”

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