House Dad’s Literary Life

In the headphones, an afternoon music accompaniment was played, and Yang Yi nodded with satisfaction. He took off the headset and inserted the u disk into the console of the center console to copy the accompaniment.

While pulling down the u disk and shutting down, Yang Yi looked at the watch, just in time, and was able to pick up the Xixi who had already attended kindergarten.

From the recording room, Yang Yi bumped into Little Ai, and now Little Ai, who is already in the studio, is also in great spirits, dressed like a white-collar elite.

“Boss, are you busy?” Little Ai doesn’t like Yang Xiao like Mo Xiaojuan, she doesn’t dare to say hello.

Yang Yi is the accompaniment of the recording room of the studio. Although the accompaniment is only available, the recording room near the school can also be recorded, but Yang Yi thinks that such a big thing must be done perfectly, so he chose his own studio configuration. Top, luxurious recording room.

But doing this in studio has the risk of exposure, so Yang Yi only notified Little Ai, and he still has some uneasy thoughts: “Well, it’s done. However, you have to remember, you must keep it secret. Can’t tell the second person!”

Little Ai nodded quickly, but she looked at Yang Yi’s back and thought with some confusion: “Can’t tell the second person, but Sis Xiaojuan doesn’t know? Is it wrong? Can’t tell the second person, Sis Xiaojuan is the first to know. Others can’t say it anymore!”

Little Ai suddenly realized that she finally understood the meaning of Boss Yang.

Regardless of Little Ai’s bite, Yang Yi took Xixi back from the kindergarten. After dinner and packing it, Yang Yi called Xixi in front of him.

“Xixi, Dad has a big plan tomorrow, I need your help!” Yang Yi kneels on the floor with his hands on his shoulders, and said seriously.

Xixi couldn’t understand Dad’s seriousness. She curiously held her big eyes and two small hands crossed. She asked, “What big chicken flower? Is it so big?”

Yang Yi is in the language for a while, not to know whether or not laugh or cry: “Not a chicken flower, is a plan, is your mother not coming back tomorrow? Dad is going to propose marriage with her!”

“What is a marriage proposal?” Xixi was fighting the right one, but she still couldn’t understand it.

“Proposal is a step before marriage. Didn’t Dad tell you a lot about the marriage of a prince and a princess? But before getting married and holding a wedding, there is a step to propose a marriage. Dad wants to ask her mother, would you like to marry? Am I?” Yang Yi patiently introduced Xixi.

“Is the marriage proposal to kiss?” Xixi’s eyes lit up. She thought of many cases. For example, Snow White was kissed by the prince. The two were married. For example, the sleeping beauty was also kissed by the prince, and the two were married.

“No, you can’t kiss until you get married!” Yang Yi is serious, although he said that he is funny, but as a “strict father,” he must correct Xixi’s wrong idea, lest little girl With whom to kiss, I thought I would set a lifelong…

This “strict father”, not only married to the mother’s mother before marriage, but also…

Cough cough, back to the topic, Yang Yi took a lot of effort to explain to Xixi what he was going to do tomorrow. He finally said: “So, Dad’s proposal for tomorrow needs Xixi your cooperation, Xixi Can you do it?”

“Yes!” Little girl cried shoutingly, she was excited and looked very funny.

“But tonight, my mother called you, can you tell my mother! This is a surprise to my mother. It is not fun to say it in advance.” Yang Yi is not confident in her daughter.

Xixi nodded. She licked her mouth and smiled and bent. The voice said with a sigh: “I won’t tell Mama!”

“Then let’s exercise first today!” Yang Yi said with a fist.

Everything had to be arranged first, and Xixi was curiously following Dad’s ass, like a penguin, stepping forward, looking at his neck and watching him play with those things.

Finally, Yang Yi, holding a large basket of rose petals, began to sprinkle on the stairs, the living room and the passage of the room, and finally sprinkled a large heart shape on the floor of the living room.

Yang Yi went back two steps and wanted to see the effect. The result almost stepped on Xixi. He turned his head and glanced at the little girl with big eyes and sparkling crystals. Even if she couldn’t understand it, she smiled and explained: “These are temporarily used to do The exercises will be packed up later, and we will buy fresh rose petals tomorrow!”

Xixi did not understand, she blinked and said: “But, but I think it looks good!”

Arranged, Yang Yi took the violin that Mo Fei gave to himself before taking it out of the study, and while pulling, he walked out.

Xixi sat on the sofa, two small legs hang down, and looked at Dad with a sway, watching his face with a smile, accompanied by beautiful string music, slowly moving toward himself.

Yang Yi’s violin singing is melodious, not the rhythm of “he’s_a_pirate” is very fast, but the rhythm is very slow, just like people’s love, do not need to be vigorous, in the slow melodies to express emotions.

The long bowstring, swayed by Yang Yi’s arm, is pulled on the delicate classical violin, and the fingers of the left hand are pressed on the four strings, each movement is natural. At this moment, his burly figure and Healthy face seem to be soft, tender and exciting at this moment.

Yang Yi was pulling in front of her daughter, but she closed her eyes and carefully felt the love that was brought in the song. The corner of her mouth couldn’t help but smile.

At the end of the song, he slowly lowered the violin, then put the bow and the piano upside down.

“How? Xixi, nice to hear?” Yang Yi smiled slightly with her daughter.

Xixi now has a more and more qualified music appreciator. When Dad played, she didn’t send any movement until Dad asked, and she turned from the quiet, happy to squat in front of her father, said : “Super nice to hear !”

“Papa is also super cool, and Xixi really likes it!” Little girl said, holding hands, sincerely.

Yang Yi smiled and reached out and beat her daughter with a high-five smile. “That’s good. If you decide tomorrow, use this song!”

“Right, then, Dad will do this, and then sing a song!” Yang Yi made a big stroke, then took out a small box and said to Xixi. “You, hide in Dad tomorrow. In the study, when Dad sings the song, he wears your most beautiful dress, comes out of the study, holds the flower, and hands it to Dad! Ok?”

“Good!” Xixi nodded with joy, and she now has a task, not on the sidelines, and is very motivated.

In order to let her daughter strengthen her memory, Yang Yi took her to the scene: “Let’s take a walk, Dad is here, finish the violin, then click on it and start singing…”

“Okay, Dad sang the song!” Yang Yi turned to the direction of the study and screamed, “You have to come out on your own initiative! Dad will not remind you when you arrive!”

“Hey! I know!” Little girl opened her door with her feet and ran out happily with a small box.

“No, slow down, like a lady…”

……

At noon the next day, when Yang Yi was still making the final arrangement, the former spy Mo Xiaojuan sent a text message: “Brother, we boarded the plane, and got home for up to two hours, be prepared!”

Seeing this text message, Yang Yi’s heart couldn’t help but jump up.