House Dad’s Literary Life

After Xixi and her friends performed «Song of Pig», the parents of the audience members applauded the children. Although they did not applaud their own applause for each show, everyone recognized it and let the children Their original nervous expressions have been relaxed, and they have burst into a big smile.

Yang Yi went to the background to receive her own daughter. Xixi’s excitement has not passed. She took off her props and she was not afraid of cold. She was stalking her father. If Yang Yi was holding her, let her wear a down jacket, little. The girl may have caught the cold without knowing it.

After getting dressed, Yang Yi touched Xixi’s back and saw if there was any sweat on the back and it was really sweaty. But Yang Yi forgot to heat his hands, and the result was cold and cold, and he reached in and frozen the little guy “Ah” and “Ah”.

“Dad’s fault, Dad is not right!” Yang Yi was embarrassed to apologize to her daughter, and hurryed for a while before picking up Xixi’s small towel and wiping her sweat, otherwise she might catch a cold.

The indoor temperature is not too high or low, but the little girl is still sweating, showing how serious she is.

But Xixi didn’t feel tired at all. She was still enthusiastic. Although she was frozen for a while, she couldn’t stop her desire to speak: “Papa, I told you, I have a place to jump wrong.”

Xixi was still holding a plastic flower from the teacher while talking to her father.

“It doesn’t matter if you jumped wrong. Your performance today is very good. Who will notice that you jumped wrong?” Yang Yi realized that he was a little wrong and couldn’t teach his daughter to ignore his own problems, he added. “You just need to remember where you are wrong, and change it later!”

“Yeah! No, no.” Little girl was still sweet at first, but soon she found the loophole in her father’s words and giggled. “No, it has already finished, it will not jump.” It is.”

“Who said it? You didn’t show it to you, maybe we will go home during the Spring Festival, and you have to jump to see it?” Yang Yi smiled.

“Then I will look better, just jump to see!” Little girl came again, and said seriously to Dad.

Yang Yi took a moment to reflect on her daughter’s unintentional language disease. However, it seems that there is nothing wrong with him. He looks at the little girl with full energy, and the corner of his mouth evokes the curvature of the bend.

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The performance of «Song of Pig» was very successful. At least a lot of parents who had not had time to accompany their children for rehearsal and watched the children’s show for the first time were full of praise.

After the party, they also found Yang Yi, hoping to get a copy of the audio, if there is a video recorded on the show, it is even better! They also want to leave a growing memory for their children!

Of course, in fact, it can be said that it is more thorough. After all, Yang Yi is also a big star. My children can sing the music created by Yang Yi with his children. In the future, there is also a capital that can be boasted by family and friends! This is all human nature, nothing wrong.

Yang Yi simply promised them to upload this audio and program video on several music websites in the name of Fei-Yi’s Thought Studio, and set it to be free to download and browse. This song is also directly published by Yang Yi. These children and their parents are free to use, of course, except for commercial use.

However, Yang Yi seems to have underestimated his influence!

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On New Year’s Day, Xixi does not have to go to kindergarten. Today, the weather is good, the sun is shining, and the temperature during the day is warmer. Yang Yi took Mo Fei and the children back to the little house of the coffee shop, strolling and strolling, and changing the environment to change the air.

Seeing that Yang Yi suddenly appeared, Ding Xiang, who was walking back to the bar with a plastic tray, panicked.

“Huanhuan?” Yang Yi, while pulling the door to Mo Fei, pushing the horizontal stroller, looked around and asked inadvertently.

Ding Xiang, who is not good at lying, realized that it was wrong. Under the panic, she almost accidentally dropped the plastic tray on the ground. After a while, she bent over and caught the tray, hugged her arms and said, “Big Brother Yang, Huanhuan she… she is upstairs.”

In fact, Ding Xiang was annoyed when he said this.

What is this lie? Is it so level? Yang Yi If you look up the stairs, are you all stuffing?

“Really upstairs?” Yang Yi asked creatively.

Ding Xiang is not lying, not stupid. Yang Yi said this, she suddenly understood, and then carefully looked at Yang Yi, whispered: “Big Brother Yang, you know it?”

Yang Yi shook his eyebrows triumphantly and pointed his finger at Ding Xiang. He did not respond positively, but said: “No ventilation!”

Ding Xiang How can I not understand Yang Yi’s meaning, she burst into a bitter smile, it is very difficult to help keep a secret, but also to do double-sided spies? This is too difficult for the honest Hunan girl.

At this moment, Xixi was listening to them and was confused. He couldn’t help but ask: “Papa, what are you talking about? Where is Little Aunt?”

Next to Mo Fei smiled, she gently patted her daughter’s shoulder and said: “You Little Aunt went to film.”

“Little Aunt is going to film? Mama, I want to see it!” Xixi said happily.

“This time, no, because your Little Aunt filming place is very messy and dangerous. Next time, if it is not dangerous, Dad is taking you there.” Yang Yi took the call and stunned for a while. Xixi, let her dispel the idea of ​​watching the filming in the “battlefield” of smoke.

Yang Yi did not make a hard time Ding Xiang, but took out an album and handed it to Ding Xiang to put her on the shelf.

“Happiness?” Ding Xiang read the text on the cover of the album that had not been unsealed, and then said with some surprise, “Chen Yijie’s “happiness” album? Is this album not sold today?”

Ding Xiang knows this because Guo Ziyi said when she was chatting with her.

Of course, Ding Xiang also quickly understood how stupid this problem was. She still knew the relationship between Yang Yi and Chen Yijie.

Yang Yi explained to her: “Well, this album has two songs, I wrote it to him, so he sent me a few sample dishes. I took one and put it in the store. You can also put it. The song that Chen Yijie sang is worthy of appreciation.”

This music CD Yang Yi got it half a month ago, just waited for the music CD to be sold and brought it to Ding Xiang, which is also a reflection of copyright.

Ding Xiang nodded and opened the music CD to play.

However, Yang Yi did not stay in the store to listen to the song, he still wants to do some recovery sports with Mo Fei today.

So I saw Yang Yi put their things in the coffee shop, took Mo Fei, Xixi, pushed the baby stroller, carried the Xiaoyou swollen shun to the sun, and there were quite a few green dam trails. Take a walk.

Mo Fei can’t do strenuous exercise right now, even running can wait for a while, and the body can adapt to a certain exercise intensity.

At this stage, for Mo Fei, walking is the best, safest and most effective post-natal recovery exercise!

What’s more, bathe in the warm winter afternoon sun, breathe the fresh air outdoors, look at the jumping, lively and lovely daughter, and look at Yang Yi, Mo Fei, who is helping to accompany the baby carriage. The mood is very good!

There is no feeling of depression when I am alone in taking care of my newborn Xixi in addition to my parents!

Walking and walking, suddenly, the Xixi in front suddenly picked up the song: “La la la, where is the spring, where is spring, spring is there… blinking…”

I don’t know if I saw the slightly greenish greenness of the bushes in front, and the green and green needles of the evergreen cypresses in the front. The little girl actually remembered this song that she had never sung for a long time. Of course, The lyrics are not recorded, but also the words!

Listening to Xixi’s sweet voice, Mo Fei’s was in a better mood, and she couldn’t help but squat.

Xixi heard it and immediately turned her head and happily ran to her mother’s side, holding her mother’s hand and singing with her mother, so that Xixi could “remember” the lyrics!

It’s just a pity that it’s hard to change.

However, when Xixi sang, she did not forget her brother, bending from time to time, with the small servant

Lying in the stroller, comfortably covering the little quilt, curiously looking at the bright world with his big eyes, from time to time coming out of my sister’s head, when Xiaoxiao’s sister looked at it, I couldn’t help but open my mouth with no teeth. The little tongue slightly showed a little and smiled happily.

Xixi is also delighted to make a silver bell-like laughter, and enjoys the younger brother over and over again, as if he is playing hide and seek, and enjoys it.