China Entertainment's World of Light and Shadow

The most troublesome thing about getting up early in Yanjing Hutong is queuing to go to the toilet, but as a three-year-old kid, Wang Xun doesn't have to worry about this. He knows about the urinal and lets him go to the ditch by himself.

After using the toilet, Wang Xun habitually ran to the yard to do some warm-up exercises, and then ran to the door of his godfather's house and started shouting: "Mimi, get up quickly, the sun is coming out."

Dude, asking you to wake me up every time I don't get enough sleep is called revenge.

At this time, the godmother yawned, opened the door, let Wang Xun into the room and said, "Mimi hasn't gotten up yet, Nao Nao, go to the bedside and call her."

Wang Xun swung his short legs and ran to Sister Mi's bed, lifted her hair and put it into her nostrils, and asked: "Does it itch? Does it itch?"

Yang Mi wrinkled her nose, then slowly opened her eyes, glaring at Wang Xun with sharp eyes, and then directly pushed Wang Xun's chubby hand away with a small hand, stretching: "Nao Nao, why are you so early today?

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Wang Xun responded obediently: "Hehe, aren't you going to a hobby class today? I'm so excited that I can't sleep."

Yang Mi shouted: "Dad, I need to get dressed, hurry up."

Yang Xiaolin joked: "Come on, come on, why does this kid want to play so much?"

Yang Mi said: "Well, well, I can get to know more children and let them know how great I am!"

Wang Xun echoed like a dogleg: "Yes, yes, Sister Mi is the most powerful!"

Yang Xiaolin laughed loudly: "Hey, this guy can even praise me!"

"Lao Yang, you're all up. Come on, have some millet porridge. I woke up early to make it for you. You and your literary friends drank this wine last night." Li Hong walked away carrying a small bowl of hot millet porridge.

Come in.

"Brother and sister, thank you. I did drink too much last night. Your brother Wang has a really good drinking capacity. The last thing I remembered was that he put me on the bed!" Yang Xiaolin said.

"Okay, okay, let's go home~~" Li Hong's mouth was covered. When he saw that Wang Wenyou came back from the toilet and saw that his wife was about to expose his private parts, he quickly took action.

"Comrade Li Hong, save some face for me in front of the children!" Wang Wenyou said urgently.

"Hahaha, Yang Xiaolin, it seems that you really can't remember what happened next. Look at the clean floor at home, huh," Yang Chunling's voice came from behind.

The two fathers looked at each other and understood each other. This may be why the two families got to know each other so quickly. They have the same family structure and are quite harmonious.

In this way, breakfast passed quickly while the parents were neglected.

Yang Xiaolin held a young lady in his left hand and a little lolita in his right hand and walked towards the entrance of the alley. Then he put the two children on the Cultural Palace school bus and warned: "When you come back, just stand here and wait for me. You are not allowed to go anywhere.

Especially you, don't run around with your sister Mi when you come back from Nao Nao, keep her under my watch!"

Wang Xun saluted Yang Xiaolin like an adult: "Report to the leader and promise to complete the task!"

Yang Xiaolin then turned around and walked towards the unit, turning back as he walked.

The school bus slowly left the alley and arrived at the entrance of the Cultural Palace in about half an hour. The teacher asked the children to get off the bus and line up. The scene was chaotic for a while. At this time, our Yang Xiaoli Mi showed outstanding leadership skills.

With assistance, line up a child to stand in line,

You asked how Wang Xun assisted?

Learn about the power of the little fat hand.

The teacher looked at Yang Xiaomi with a pleased expression, feeling that this child had the air of a general.

We lined up and entered the classroom, and then the teacher started the class, leading everyone to play games and so on. The day passed so quickly.

"Isn't this the kindergarten of future generations? Performance classes shouldn't be about voice, stage, line, and expression!" Wang Xun thought this way.

Yang Xiaoluomi was a little tired on the school bus going home. Can she not be tired after a day of trouble?

Of course, Wang Xun was not much better. His body and mind were not in harmony and he didn't want to move. It may have been due to excessive dopamine secretion before and he was too excited.

Children are all crazy, and Wang Xun is no exception. The environment affects individuals.

Wang Xun took Yang Xiaoluomi out of the car, said goodbye to the teacher, and stood at the entrance of the alley waiting for Yang Xiaolin to pick her up.

At this time, Yang Mi's big eyes were darting around, and she didn't know what she was up to. Then she put her mouth to Wang Xun's ear and said loudly: "Nao Nao, look at the sandbags thrown over there. Let's go over and play!"

Wang Xun glanced at her and held her hand to make it difficult for her to pass: "No, I promised my godfather to wait for him here in the morning."

"Stinky Naobao, if you don't go over, I won't go with you!" Yang Xiaoluolimi threatened with a pouted mouth, which means that if you don't go, I will cry for you.

Wang Xun said firmly: "Mimi, I really can't go, I have to wait here for my godfather."

After all, there are a lot of people taking pictures these days.

Yang Xiaolin came out from behind the tree where he was hiding and shouted: "Noisy, you did the right thing!"

"Dad, goddaddy, hug!" Yang Mi and Wang Xun each shouted happily.

Then Yang Xiaolin picked up the two children one by one, and then kissed them one by one: "I have been hiding behind the tree and watching, just to see if you two are obedient. If you do, you will be rewarded!"

Wang Xun suggested: "Dad, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes. Buy one and Mimi and I will get half of it!"

"Yes, eat roasted sweet potatoes!" Yang Xiaoluolimi clapped her hands in agreement.

Yang Xiaolin smiled and walked to the stall with the two children in his arms: "Hey, good boys also know how to share. Not bad. Let's buy a roasted sweet potato."

After buying sweet potatoes, Yang Xiaolin carried his two children back to the yard of his home and let them play in the yard. He himself shared today's interesting things with the adults.

Wang Xun took Yang Xiaoluomi and ran to the snowdrift to spin in circles with magic power.

Wang Xun grabbed a handful of snow and threw it in Yang Xiaoluomi's face before running away, turning back provocatively: "Mimi, come after me!"

"Nao Nao, don't run away, let me catch you and beat you to death!" Yang Xiaoluomi wiped her face, and then chased Wang Xun with all her teeth and claws.

After a while of commotion, I was sweating. Wang Xun ran into the house first. Yang Xiaoluomi chased after him, grabbed Wang Xun, and punched him hard.

"Godfather, godmother, Sister Mi is too vindictive, so I threw some snow, and you see she beat me up." Wang Xun, a little expert in complaining, proudly reported to Yang Xiaolin and Yang Chunyan.

Li Hong came over with a smile, patted the dirt on Yang Xiaoluomi's body, and slapped Wang Xun on the butt: "I told you to be naughty, if Mimi ignores you, let's see who you stinky boy will play with!"

"Yes, ignore you, hum!" Yang Xiaololi Mi pinched her waist, raised her neck, and nodded vigorously.

"Mimi, Sister Mi, I was wrong, don't ignore me!" Wang Xun quickly gave up.

The adults all laughed and thought these two children were so interesting.

The adults cooked dinner. The two children ate a bit too much tonight. They were both hungry and sleepy after playing all day.

Li Hong gave Wang Xun a bath and wiped his body and asked, "Nao Nao, what did you learn during the day? Learn from your mother."

Wang Xun thought for a moment and blurted out: "Brother feeds the Grasshopper, the Grasshopper asks for fruit, the elder brother gives the fruit, and the Grasshopper calls him brother."

By the way, mom, the teacher said I have a strong accent!"

He changed the subject: "Four is four, ten is ten, fourteen is fourteen, forty is forty.

Don't say the four characters as ten, and don't say the cross as four.

If I want to distinguish between forty and fourteen, I often practice speaking ten and four. The teacher specially asked me to practice this.

By the way, mom, what is flat tongue?"

"Dad, you have to teach me this. I'm almost a pistachio at work. They think I have a strong accent, even though I'm clearly speaking Mandarin." Li Hong called to Wang Wenyou.

Wang Wenyou hugged his wife and patiently preached to Wang Xun: "Four is four, and this four is the flat tongue sound.

Ten is ten, and this ten is the pronunciation of the tongue.

Son, do you understand?"

Wang Xunxin said: "If I weren't afraid that you would send me slices, I could give you an English rap."

He pretended to be well-behaved, with dimples on the corners of his mouth, smiled and nodded and replied: "I know, Dad."

Wang Wenyou rubbed Wang Xun's head and smiled happily.

Li Hong said to Wang Wenyou with an unquestionable tone: "By the way, Wenyou, I'm thinking of letting my children get into contact with musical instruments. This tongue twister is not difficult at all. I feel like it's a bit of a delay for my children."

Wang Wenyou then echoed: "You can come and take care of it. You can make the final decision on the family affairs. Anyway, you know more about this than me. I will take care of the logistics work of you two."

Li Hong sighed: "Well, another day, I will follow the child to the interest class and let Nao Nao get acquainted with the electronic keyboard. It is better to go to a big city. Before, we were too closed in the small chemical fiber city."

Li Hong’s current job is actually at the forefront of information of the times—a newspaper archivist.

Wang Wenyou had a sad look on his face and said with a hint of sadness in his voice: "Well, an electronic keyboard? That's fine too. Does it cost a ticket? Is it expensive? When we moved to the capital, we brought a TV with us. We didn't even renovate the refrigerator. I left the old refrigerator to my uncle.

Now, why don’t you save some money first?”

Li Hong lowered his head and thought: "You are right, wait a minute, electronics are definitely cheaper than pianos."

Wang Xun quietly lay on Comrade Li Hong's lap, listening to his parents chatting, and slowly recalled that his mother had always wanted him to learn some musical instruments in his previous life, but his father had always disagreed. The most fundamental reason was that money was the issue, and his mother's spending money belonged to that person.

Those who plant flowers must spend them, especially for food. Therefore, the couple had no savings before Wang Xun went to elementary school. This life was obviously different.

First, my father's salary should be much higher than before. The scientific research project was launched early and he was in the lap of his mentor. In the future, the worst he can do is to be a Yangtze River scholar.

Secondly, after my mother changed her job, although her rights were reduced and her hidden benefits were reduced, her horizons were obviously broader than before.

Moreover, in his previous life, his father's ability to be the vice president of a certain university was inseparable from his mother's advice. My mother has always been the kind of strong woman who is limited by her academic qualifications and family.

And my father is that kind of hard-working old scalper. He got promoted a little bit, and then the relationship between the couple broke up for various reasons. The fundamental reason is that the mother slowly became the dependent of the father, and the status was not equal. This must not be like this in this life.

pass.

Wang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his parents who were chatting really enthusiastically, and said dissatisfiedly that he was sleepy.

He just got down from Li Hong's lap, walked to his little bed, took off his clothes, got into bed, and rolled up into a ball, all in one clean and neat movement.

There is actually a piano class in the hobby class, and Wang Xun is planning to try it out someday.

In my previous life, I felt that people who could play the piano had a good temperament. So what kind of temperament is called, the melancholic piano prince?

Okay, that's probably what it means.

When dancing, the neck is extremely long. What is it called?

Yes, swan neck seems to be the result of artistic influence.

As a man in science and engineering, we don't know much about it, and we don't dare to ask more questions. After all, studying art is really expensive.