House Dad’s Literary Life

The scenery on the top of the mountain was beautiful. Lan Zhoukai, who had slowed down, took her daughter to look at it. Looking at the distance, he patted his daughter’s back and smiled softly: “How? The feeling of climbing to the top of the mountain Not bad right?”

“Dad, I didn’t climb up like Xixi. I was Uncle Yang.” Lan Xin was very honest, pouts said.

“But you worked very hard before! Now you can’t climb such a high mountain with your ability. However, remember the feeling of the present. In the future, you should encounter things like today. Don’t say easy to give up, you. Like success, don’t like failure, right?” Lan Zhoukai instilled chicken soup in his daughter.

After a while, they started to go down the mountain.

It’s much easier to go down the mountain, and it’s going to meet the big forces that have left the team. It takes half an hour less than going up the mountain. Yang Yi, they are at the foot of the mountain.

Lan Zhoukai didn’t forget his promise. Let Lan Xin’s few friends and their father go to the hotel to eat and eat barbecue.

At noon in the hotel’s big box, the four tired children had finished the long-awaited barbecue, and they slept on the big sofa in the box.

“It’s really tired. Xin’er she picks up the bed. Now she falls asleep and sleeps.” Lan Zhoukai used to cover her daughter’s coat before she came back to the table. Several adults chatted while drinking tea. .

Because in the afternoon to visit Nan Zhaoyu’s father, Nan Yiyun’s condition, Yang Yi also told them.

“So, this person, when you are young, you have to exercise more and exercise. Laonan seems to be a calligrapher. When you look at the body, it is a frail scholar. It never moves. When you are older, you have various illnesses. Chen Guoqiang is the boxing coach of the fitness center, and he has the most say in this.

“That country is strong, you told me that I am so fat, what should I do sports? Boxing?” Lan Zhoukai consulted with great interest.

……

In the afternoon, the little ones got up and they slept, and they jumped up and down. It was just that some of the over-excited Xixi legs felt sore and sore that Dad had massaged her for a while before they could move slowly.

In the car, Yang Yi told Xixi that Nan Zhaoyu did not come today.

“Southern Ober is sick?” Little girl was a little surprised, but it was obvious that she was not aware of the seriousness of the disease in South Africa. Perhaps, in her worldview, getting sick is like a cold, it will be uncomfortable, but there is nothing big.

“Yeah, so we have to visit him together. You have to comfort Nan Zhaoyu when you arrive, and say to him: Zhaoyu, don’t be afraid, your father will be fine.” Yang Yi drives her car while she is carrying her daughter.

“Okay!” Xixi nodded cleverly.

However, at the hospital, across the glass window, watching Nan Yiyun lying on the bed of Icu asleep, with a mask on the nose with a ventilator, Xixi realized that something was wrong.

“He needs to continue to observe now, the morning consciousness is awake, the doctor said that this is a good omen, the damage to the brain will be relatively small, but until now, he still can’t speak.” Nan Zhaoyu’s mother is actually very Strong, eye-catching, Yang Yi, who withstood tears and came to visit, they introduced.

“It doesn’t matter, does the doctor say that he can get better?” Yang Yi is used to life and death, but it is also the first time to contact ordinary people to face the emotions of life and death, he could not help but sigh and whisper comfort.

“Southern big sister, I know that Laonan is the pillar of your family. If there is any difficulty in the family now, even though you mention it to me, Nan Zhaoyu is a good friend and classmate with our family Xin’er. What can I do? Help me, I must help!” Lan Zhoukai said with a pat on the chest.

“Thank you, thank you Xin’er’s father!” Nan Zhaoyu’s mother wiped the tears in her eyes and said with emotion. “In fact, there is no difficulty at home now. Zhaoyu, his father also took some money… now we have nothing. I don’t want to, I think he can recover soon, Zhaoyu, he can’t have no father!”

“Don’t say that, Nan teacher will certainly recover, I believe him, Ji people have a natural phase.” Yang Guo said.

Adults are talking, the children are also surrounded by Nan Zhaoyu.

Perhaps I felt the wrong atmosphere. I saw the sad expression of my little friend. Even Lan Xin of Dagumen didn’t dare to speak loudly. She whispered, “Zhaoyu, what happened to your father?”

Xixi looked at Nan Zhaoyu, who was very sad, and she took his hand intimately.

“My dad is sick.” Nan Zhaoyu sobbed, then raised some tearful eyes and looked at Xixi. “Xixi, I am so scared. Yesterday, yesterday he almost died…”

Xixi looked at Nan Zhaoyu with some surprise.

“How can I die?” Yang Luoqi looked at Nan Zhaoyu with fear and whispered.

Next to Chen Shiyun also nodded hard, she and other children, could not think of such a possibility. For the concept of death, they saw so many cartoons, still know, if they die, like a monster, they will never come back!

“That is, it is suddenly falling, and then not talking, my mother and I are so scared.” Nan Zhaoyu said sobbing.

Xixi sadly shook his hand and said: “Zhaoyu, don’t you cry, your Papa won’t die, my Papa said, my Papa said he would be alright!”

“Really?” Nan Zhaoyu asked, sucking his nose and squinting.

“Well, my Papa said!” Xixi nodded hard.

In Xixi’s mind, Dad is more powerful than God and God. What he said will naturally be fulfilled.

Chen Shiyun didn’t like the bleak atmosphere of this cloud. She said, “Zhaoyu, do you know? I thought you were a deserter, but your father is sick, and I forgive you! However, we have to climb the mountain today and climb. Very tall, very high mountain.”

The topic was slightly biased by Chen Shiyun, and Lan Xin also asked: “Zhaoyu, would you still go to kindergarten?”

Nan Zhaoyu grinned and nodded.

“Great! Your Papa will definitely be fine, Zhaoyu don’t cry.” Xixi is happy for the little friend, but she notices something wrong and comforts, but little girl doesn’t know what to say, she can only repeat .

……

After visiting Nan Zhaoyu, Yang Yi took her daughter home.

However, Xixi has always been unhappy, and there is no happy appearance when climbing and going downhill.

Yang Yi thought she was sad because of Nan Zhaoyu’s father’s experience and had been teasing her.

“Oh, yes, Xixi, your mother is going to have a concert today! At night, you call my mother and ask her: Mom, so many people sing, isn’t it fun?” Yang Yi prepares dinner and laughs. Said to Xixi, who is next to him.

However, the little girl is just a pouts small mouth, sullenly headed, not snoring.

“What’s wrong?” Yang Yi was a little confused. He turned and licked the little girl’s head and said, “Dad is not telling you, Nan Zhaoyu’s father will be better, so you should not be Nan. Zhaoyu feels sad, don’t worry too much, how is it sad?”

Little girl Feel the warmth of Dad’s big hand. Suddenly, the suppressed emotions couldn’t help but burst out. She hugged Dad’s leg and cried Wuuu. “Papa, I don’t want it, I don’t want you to die suddenly.”

“Hey, fool, what are you talking about?” Yang Yi was a little worried about the little girl, but he didn’t have to wait for Xixi to explain, and he quickly understood the original.

I saw Yang Yi turn off the stove fire, and it was funny, and moved down, moved the little girl in her arms, and kissed her little face with affection: “Dad will not suddenly die, you little fool.”

“Nan Zhaoyu’s father suddenly fell ill because it was older. But your father is still young! You won’t get sick!” Yang Yi explained.

Little girl couldn’t listen to it. She held her father’s neck tightly and carried a small face like a weeping beauty. The pink mouth was pumping and weeping. “I don’t want you to die, you don’t die. Is it good?”

Yang Yi’s heart was touched. At this moment, he felt his daughter’s deep dependence, but he was touched and helpless. He could only comfort himself: “Dad will not die, Dad will stay with you, slow. Grow slowly, then…”

Then accompany her and send her to the wedding red carpet? Then see that she has her own marriage and happiness, and finally her grandson or granddaughter is born, and she is getting old.

I don’t know why, Yang Yi thought of this scene, the nose was a bit sour.

No, Yang Yi doesn’t want to think about it for so long.

And, don’t say that you are married, he is jealous! Her daughter is still young, who dares to call her idea, Yang Yi swears with Little Clever, absolutely interrupting his dogleg!

No, the punishment is too light to interrupt the leg. It is impossible to throw the fish in the Grand Canal. Anyway, such a role is impossible!

At this time, Xixi interrupted the reverie of Yang Yi’s teeth.

“To hook the hook!” I saw Xixi confused with tears, pouts small mouth, and extended my little finger. “Can’t suddenly die.”

Yang Yi stunned and smiled happily. He extended his tail and hooked his daughter’s little hand: “Well, pull the hook, Dad promises you.”