House Dad’s Literary Life

The delicate and beautiful cakes will eventually escape the fate of being devastated!

After praying and blowing out the candles, this custom pink cake is still to be cut and distributed to everyone! (I didn’t see Lan Xin’s already waiting to be fed?)

"Hey, let's cut it!" Yang Xiao smiled and handed over the long plastic knife.

He opened his mouth slightly in surprise, didn't pick it up, but the little hand stretched and contracted nervously. He asked nervously: "Can I cut it? Hey, is it really ok?"

The little girl not only has no expression of reluctance, she is still eager to try, her little eyes look at her father, just worried that she is not good.

"Of course, you can start cutting from above, how can you cut it, anyway, such a big cake, to ensure enough to eat!" Yang Xiao smiled and encouraged.

I hesitated to take over the plastic knife, but standing in front of the cake, the little girl seemed to be stunned again, standing there. However, it was not the market. Her eyes turned deftly and carefully examined the cake.

How to cut it?

Lu Kang laughed happily. He waved his hand like a chopped melon and chopped vegetables. He gestured: "Hey, be brave, just cut it all the way."

Other mother groups are also encouraging.

But with her own thoughts, the little girl moved to the side and reconfirmed for a while. Finally, she raised her courage, and the two small hands grasped the plastic knife and lifted it up.

Don't look at the sly expression is a little nervous, but her spirit is very focused, two small hands firmly hold the plastic knife, carefully in the position I found, slowly cut down!

The chopped cake gives the impression that it is like a blade cut into a sticky soft candy. Although it can be cut, it is "very hard"!

Other parents thought that they had overcome the psychological obstacles and cut the cake. They all smiled and gave a slap in the face. They cheered up, but Yang Lan looked around and was indifferent, but there was a smile in his eyes.

This girl!

She cut it carefully enough! The position of this knife just avoids all the small animal images!

Next, I learned that I had seen my father and mother cut the cake before, and tried to cut the cake into pieces. Yang Lan helped hold the small dish and let the donkey fit on it.

"This is for Lu Weisha!" He was very busy, carefully placed a piece of cake, together with a small animal cream image on top, on the plate, and said nothing, after she finished, she was busy. Cut other cakes, but this requires a lot of energy to be able to barely destroy the original appearance of the cake!

Lan Xin had her own thoughts. She rushed to the side of the donkey. She didn’t know when she was holding a small dish. She said, "Oh, I want this bird, And, still, I want a Trojan of candy!"

The wooden horses that are hanging on the carousel are made by the sugar-drawing process. Lan Xin thinks it should be very sweet and delicious!

"Okay! You have to wait!" The voice of the cockroach was soft and responsive.

......

I don't know, when she was very focused on cutting the cake, the dad who helped me before, actually slipped out of the crowd, and Lanzhou Kai smiled and replaced it, silently replacing Yang Lan to help get the dish. Send a cake.

The other parents who had been negotiating for a long time smiled and watched Yang Lan get into the house and watched him take the guitar out.

Chen Shiyun also got the cake, but before she even had time to eat, she saw Yang Hao holding the guitar. The little girl opened her eyes in surprise and was ready to ask: "Hey? Yang..."

Her mother hurriedly grabbed Chen Shiyun's mouth and cried with a smile: "Come on the cake, don't talk."

What are you talking about?

Chen Shiyun was puzzled.

......

Ten minutes later, the little friends have already eaten the cake, and even Lan Xin is eating and eating, and swaying around the sly side for a few laps, but he is still making cakes!

The little girl didn't feel awkward. She treated her work very carefully. Every piece of cake, she was cautious.

"This is awkward..." He finished quickly, and she sent a piece of cake to the next dish. She raised her head and said, but the voice did not fall, she was surprised to see that she was holding the plate. How is Lan Dad?

"Hey, what about my beggar?" asked with a blank face.

"Here is this!" Yang Lan had already found a chair to sit down at this time, and when he made a sound, the parents who had just helped cover the screen, stood up with a smile.

"Hey, today is your birthday, Ma Ma and Yu together to prepare a program for you, to sing a song for you!" Murphy at this time, is also to put the cake that he just gave himself next to On the table, laughing and coming out of the crowd, said softly.

At this moment, I also returned to God from the state of my efforts to divide the cake. She is in the sunshine, just like the black crystal is generally good-looking, and can not help but illuminate, and said with surprise: "Really? ?"

Where is it cooked? of course it's true!

Yang Xiao smiled, sitting in a chair, holding a guitar and gently bounced.

Light and soft, the guitar prelude that gives a kind of inexplicable pleasure is played by Yang Lan, and Murphy naturally picks up gently: "Ye ~dala, dala, da..."

Murphy's voice can be slightly depressed, singing a singer with a slight vicissitudes of sensation, and can also sing the sound of Teresa Teng's general soft and cheerful voice, but this song, she chose is slightly thick, but yet No loss of soft, sweet voice.

In Yang Lan's guitar accompaniment, Murphy smiled and took up the small hand that was hollowed out, and gently watched her sing: "My baby, baby, give you a little sweet, let you sleep well tonight. ”

As the lyrics changed, Murphy also changed her movements. For example, she gently pointed her fingers at the slightly long and charming eyes, and outlined the little girl with a baby fat cheek. Singing: "My little devil, little devil, tease your eyebrows, let you like the world..."

Yang Hao's selection of "Baby" originally had a sweet lyric, and Murphy sang very much. The deep love emotions flowed from her soft voice, and the hearts of every listener.

Not only did you hear your eyes and smile, but your heart was sweet and sorrowful. Other mothers also looked at Yang Hao and Murphy with a look of envy and admiration.

so good! I can sing such sweet songs to her on the birthday of her children and give her the most wonderful surprise!

How happy are you watching?

"Wow, la la la la, my baby, when you are tired, there is someone to accompany you, oh yeah ah, my baby, you want to know that you are the most beautiful..."

When Murphy sang here, just like the dance, he gently shook it, then extended his fingers and smiled a little.

I heard my mother say that she is the most beautiful!

The little girl suddenly burst into anger, and both big eyes smiled and bent, and the tip of the crescent seemed to be full of smiles.

Yes! In the eyes of Dad and Mom, you are the most beautiful!

my darling!