House Dad’s Literary Life

(小寒 front row tips: I suggest you listen to the song to see this chapter.)

Time flies, and the blink of an eye is on April 11th, leaving only one day away from the wedding of Yang Yi and Mo Fei. Because some of them have to be formalized, the Mo Fei family has moved out of Yang Yi’s house since yesterday and has lived in a hotel in the county.

According to the rules of the Chinese wedding ceremony, Yang Yi could not see the bride before receiving the family.

But in the evening, Xixi, who lived with her mother, called to think about her father. Yang Yi, who was just welcoming her friend in the county, also missed Mo Fei in her heart. She took this excuse and went to the hotel where Mo Fei lived.

In the middle, Mo Feiju’s relatives and friends, Mo Xiaojuan and several sisters met and yelled that Yang Yi was not obedient, but they could take Yang Yi from the thick face and couldn’t help. He smiled and sent Yang Yi into Mo. Fei’s room.

“Papa!” opened Yixi to Xiyi, and little girl knew that Dad was coming, because when Yang Yi went downstairs, she called again. No, not waiting for her mother, she ran over with joy, and opened her door to her father on tiptoe. When she saw her father, she cried happily and asked her father to pick herself up.

Xixi has already taken a shower, dressed in pajamas, and after reading the daddy that I miss the most, I have to go to bed early and get up early tomorrow!

“Papa, I want to sleep with you tonight.” Little girl I didn’t see my father for a day, but I could stick to my father’s neck and I wouldn’t want to let go.

“Not tonight, my father will return to the country tonight, I will come to pick up my mother and you tomorrow!” Yang Yi squeezed the small mouth of the little girl and laughed.

“Can I go back with Papa?” ​​Xixi asked.

“How can I? Don’t you want a mother? Mom alone lives here, it will be very lonely.” Yang Yi said softly, “Mom must stay here tonight, because this is a wedding request!”

Xixi thought about it with a small head, a little wronged, but still very cleverly said: “Well, I can accompany Mama, but I want Papa, you hold me for a while.”

“Well, hold you for a while.” Yang Yi took a little effort and held Xixi on her chest, then kissed her little head with her side face and shook it.

Mo Fei came out of the bathroom. She had just showered. She had just heard Yang Yi’s movement. Now she saw Yang Yi and her daughter’s sticky look, and couldn’t help but smile.

“Have you received Big Brother Lan?” Mo Fei asked softly as he rubbed his hair.

“Well, I have arranged for them.” Yang Yi nodded. “What about you? Are the relatives at home coming together?”

Mo Fei has some relatives coming to her wedding, from Hong Kong to Taiwan, and they are far away, which is not easy.

“In fact, I don’t have to worry about it. Xiaojuan is helping to receive it.” Mo Fei was a little embarrassed and nodded.

At this time, Xixi suddenly raised his head from Dad’s arms and said like the little lady: “Okay! I have enough with Papa, Papa, you go to hold Mama!”

She thought that her mother was like her, and she really wanted her father! Of course, Xixi didn’t miss it, but her mother didn’t have her so much.

This innocent discourse made Yang Yi and Mo Fei squint and smiled at each other.

Although it was a hotel room, but because of a sum of money, the room was also decorated with a red swollen Zheng atmosphere to create a very warm. More importantly, at this moment, a family of three gathered together, smiling happily, and very homely.

Xixi was very serious. She came down from her father’s arms, then stood on the big bed and pushed her father to go to her mother. She said, “Mama, I will give you Papa!”

Mo Fei couldn’t help but laugh. She deliberately said: “What told you to give Papa to me? Yang Yi is my husband!”

I felt that my mother was very interesting. The little girl rolled up on the bed and laughed with a quilt.

However, Yang Yi really wants Mo Fei very much. He looks at Mo Fei, who has white lips and red lips after showering. Yang Yi has a thousand tender feelings in his heart. He picks up a comb from the dressing table and gently Said: “Let me come!”

Although in front of her daughter, they are also embarrassed to really hold each other together, but combing their hair for the heart is another embodiment of warmth.

Mo Fei saw Yang Yi’s tenderness, her bright eyes were full of love, nodded gently, and put down the towel in her hand.

Yang Yi took the comb, pulled up Mo Fei’s wet hair, gently combed the hair that was brought together by the water, and then swayed, and the moisture of the fragrance floated into the air and plunged into his nose. in.

again and again. Although it is repeated, Yang Yi doesn’t feel boring at all. Looking at the beautiful and beautiful people in the mirror, the likes in the eyes are undisguised.

“Sing me a sing!” Mo Fei said suddenly, her voice was full of attachment.

“What song do you sing?” Yang Yi asked.

“Tomorrow, I like it very much, I sing with you.” Mo Fei’s voice is soft and soft.

“Tomorrow will not work, that is the show we want to perform.” Yang Yi shook her head, but looked at Mo Fei in the mirror, suddenly came up with an idea and said with a smile, “I will sing a new song for you, You haven’t heard of it, but there is an idea, but now that it’s inspiration, it’s perfected.”

Mo Fei groaned, and some of them rejoiced “hmm”.

Without accompaniment, you can only sing, but for the singers of Yang Yi and Mo Fei, singing can be sung like a cappella!

I saw Yang Yi combing his hair while he was brewing, and gently smashed it up.

“I want, you are by my side, I want, I will dress for you…” (Note 1)

Mo Fei’s body trembled softly, looking at Yang Yi with some surprise.

Yang Yi’s singing is very special, because this accent is not the same as modern pop songs, but Mo Fei is still very keen to hear it. The singing of this song is very characteristic of the old era Shanghai music!

You know, the Shanghai music at that time was the pinnacle of Chinese music at the time, just like the status of Hong Kong music at the end of the last century. Many classic songs have been sung so far, and Mo Fei also likes it.

What makes Mo Fei more happy, Yang Yi actually uses the way of singing to express their current warmth, whether it is combing hair or delicate emotions.

“The wind of this night is blowing, itching, my girl, I am in my hometown, looking at the moon…”

The later lyrics and melody are more beautiful. Yang Yi sings with a magnetic but very clear voice. It is like a glass of the best vintage. It is gently shaken, the red wine is rippling, and the intoxicating fragrance is flowing.

“Give you beautiful clothes, see you on the mirror, yellow, this night is too tight, time is too long, my girl, where are you looking at the sky…”

The melody of the song, the lingering lyrics, Mo Fei gradually became obsessed, and also looked mad.

From the mirror, she saw Yang Yi looking at the love and infatuation in her eyes. From Yang Yi’s soft singing, she also heard his lingering affection.

“It’s all blaming this night, the madness of the horror, blaming this guitar, playing too cool… Oh, I want to sing a song, silently think of you, my girl, where are you, seeing the sky…”

Late at night, Yang Yi went back, Xixi also fell asleep, but Mo Fei’s ears echoed Yang Yi’s song.

Tomorrow, she will be his bride, but she can’t wait for dawn!