House Dad’s Literary Life

How can Yang Lan not notice this emotional change? When the little girl hugged his neck, Yang Lan noticed it. He softly pacified, and affixed the sticker of the number plate to the little girl's shoulder clothes and whispered inquiries.

From the squatting to understand the reasons why she felt wronged, Yang Lan could not help but feel helpless.

After all, the world is still very realistic. Before there is no competition, anyone can be very friendly, but when the interests begin to entangle, the selfish side of human nature will be reflected.

Perhaps the parents and children have no special jealousy, but they see such an obvious height advantage, just like the whole class is an ordinary girl, and suddenly there is a big beauty in the middle of the movie. They subconsciously isolated the cockroach.

In fact, it is normal, isn't it?

After all, those children who have been carefully trained by parents and arranged to go to various interest classes have actually been instilled with the idea of ​​being strong and victorious since childhood, and naturally they are not allowed to be more powerful than themselves.

However, 曦曦 is relatively simple, sensitive to these undisguised malicious feelings, and a little bit of hostility and resentful eyes of others seem to have some enlargement in her little mind. This is something she rarely encountered before. Ah!

However, Yang Lan did not intend to tear the reality of the cruelty to look at it prematurely, nor did she want to let her know where other people’s hostility came from. She did not want her to deny these children and establish a hateful attitude.

Therefore, I saw Yang Lan gently pressed on the shoulders of the cockroaches, and after affixing the number sticker, he whispered the little girl’s head and whispered in her ear: “Actually, they I don't hate you. Sometimes, we can't see things too extreme. Think about it, you are so cute, how can there be so many children hate you at the same time? Is it?"

After a moment, I got up and leaned back in my father's arms with my back, rubbing my eyes wide open, looking at my father's smiling face, and hesitantly shouted: "Yes..."

Many people like me! Said that I am cute...

Yang Xiao smiled and said: "It is this truth. The reason why they ignore your smile is that the real reason is because they are about to start the competition soon. They are all nervous. They are especially nervous when you are performing in kindergarten. The face is tight, and I dare not smile with my mom and dad. In fact, it is a truth."

"It turned out that they were nervous?" Suddenly realized, suddenly, the little girl's depressed emotions swept away, and revealed a sweet smile. "That, they don't need to be nervous! I am not nervous. Now!"

I still listened to my father’s words, and she thought of what she was when she was nervous. She also “forgived” the children, at least not as happy as they were, and worried!

"That is because you have participated in many performances, competitions, and seen a lot of big scenes!" Yang Yan smiled and scraped the little girl's nose and said, "They are nervous and excused, your nervousness is also There is love."

He twisted in his father's arms and smiled with a small mouth: "Hey, hey, then, should I tell them not to be nervous? Because, because we compete, we participate in the competition. You can get the prize!"

"That can't be done!" Yang Lan quickly stopped the idea of ​​being too kind, explaining, "They will adjust themselves. Sometimes, for some children, proper tension can help them get better." !"

"Okay..." The little girl still has some regrets.

Yang Lan’s words, although a little bit of a good-natured lie, the effect is still good, I forgot the unhappiness just now, and I’m coming back from the check-in, Lan Xin, greeted me with a small chest and pointed at myself. The right shoulder said: "Xiner, look at me here, put a number."

"I have it, I am two! Look!" Lan Xin smiled and took the number plate from her father's hand and showed it to her.

"Oh, yours is blue, mine is red!" He said with surprise, just like discovering the New World.

"Is it?" Lan Xin looked carefully and scratched her head, saying inexplicably, "Yeah, why are our colors different?"

Lanzhou Kaihaha smiled and patted the heads of two little girls. He said, "Of course it is different. You two are playing in different groups. Do you see the small flag next to the pool? You are blue, Waiting to go to the pool there, then Xiner, you have to go to the pool with this red flag."

Suddenly realized, she thinks this is new, and so on, Dad may not know!

I saw the little girl running back again, excitedly reporting to her father about her new cognition: "Hey, I told you..."

......

In the stands, Murphy and Wu Jingjing have already sat down. They are sitting with the mother of the little sister who was yelling, talking and laughing.

Of course, mainly Wu Jingjing is chatting with the other party. Murphy’s character is still somewhat cold, and he can talk with acquaintances very much, but there is not too high chat enthusiasm with strangers, so she smiles and answers two questions. I paid attention to the interaction between Xiao Yan and the sister-in-law.

My sister has a rattle toy, but she doesn't play very much, and sometimes she can't catch it and slips onto her clothes.

Now this rattle toy was held in the hand by Xiao Yan, because the mother of her sister just saw Xiao Xiao looked like it, and smiled and let her daughter play with Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan saw someone else demonstrate it again, he figured it out, and the small hand shook, and the rattle was screaming.

"Hey, you should be careful when you play, you can't take too close to your own eyes, and you can't get close to you!" Murphy smiled and pulled the hand of Xiao Xiao to keep him at a safe distance.

Xiao Yan didn't care. He continued to play. The movement of the rattle was too interesting. The little guy played very well, and even his eyes were staring at the swaying hammer.

When I saw that this little brother was so happy, he couldn’t help but stretch out his little hand, yelling and trying to get it back.

Wu Jingjing, holding a small donkey, looked down and said, "Hey, you give this rattle to your sister!"

The little girl stopped the action in his hand, but he looked at Wu mother a little blankly and seemed to be unable to understand the current situation.

My sister’s mother thought that Xiaoxi couldn’t bear to let go, and she smiled and said: “It’s okay, let him play!”

"How is this going? Hey, this is the toy of the younger sister." Wu Jingjing persuaded.

But Xiao Yan just looked down at the rattle in his hand, and his left hand still touched it and seemed to be doing research.

What Murphy thought of, the ingenuity, and the past, the finger pointed to the rattle, said with a smile: "Hey, you give this little drum to the younger sister, let her play too!"

Miss sister?

Xiao Yan had a reaction this time. He looked up at his mother's finger movements and looked down at his sister. The little guy suddenly smiled and screamed. He extended his small arm and put the rattle. Going to the arms of a younger sister: "Hey!"

Later, he retracted his hand and looked at him with all his eyes. He seemed to be waiting to see her performance!

This scene, in the eyes of Murphy and Wu Jingjing, they could not help but be amused, shaking their heads and laughing. It was also Wu Jingjing who explained to her little sister's mother that she suddenly realized that she was holding her daughter's little hand and laughing at her while playing with her rattle. She smiled and said: "Hey, you are all sisters! Miss sister, Haha!"

At this time, the broadcast in the field rang: "The next game to be played is the 31st group of girls from 7 to 8 years old. The venue is the red pool, the first... the fourth Yang... ...please ask the staff to lead our little athletes!"

"To the sister's game!" Although Murphy looked at Xiaoyan, but the ears kept paying attention to it. When she heard the name of her, she turned her head and immediately recognized her daughter from the crowd. I also quickly pulled the small hand of Xiao Xiao, pointing to the red pool, and smiled. "Hey, look, my sister is playing!"

This time my sister is the real sister! Do you still remember your own sister?