House Dad’s Literary Life

“It’s beautifully written, and it’s a little bit of effort when sketching the transition.”

At the Yang family's dinner table, Yang Lan is coaching her daughter to write on the book. Recently, because the children have basically adapted to the life of the kindergarten, the teachers have started the course of this semester. Of course, it is not very complicated, that is, learning to write.

Starting from the beginning and the beginning, starting with the Arabic numerals, the children began to touch the field of words.

However, what makes you a little unhappy is that the teachers also started to work after class. Although not too much, they copied two pages of strokes they learned today, but they can have fun and even watch TV when they go home. For the little guy, it is undoubtedly an unacceptable shackle.

"Hey, I am tired of writing, can you help me write it?" The little girl looked at her father pitifully, sprinkling Jiao.

The little girl’s heart at the moment is definitely: the baby is not happy, the baby just doesn’t want to write homework.....

"No, how can I get my father to write for you? You said to Dad the day before yesterday, Teacher Mu taught you a word, how do you say it?" Yang Lan refused ruthlessly, he pretended not to see it. Watery, full of grievances.

"It is integrity." He whispered his mouth and said unhappy.

"If Dad did your homework instead of you, would you deceive Mu teacher? Is it the performance of dishonesty?" Yang Lan asked.

Although I was not happy, I still nodded with a small mouth.

"So, you have to do your homework yourself." Yang Yu loved the little girl's head and said, "When you finish your homework, just on your book, draw a duckling for you, okay?"

This is a typical stick to a sweet date, but I eat it.

“Really?” The little girl looked at her father in surprise.

"Of course! And just on the page where you finished your homework!" Yang said with a smile.

He knows that the daughter is careful about this. The little guy especially likes to "show off his father". Dad is a good thing. She has to tell her good friends. A little cartoon painting is also able to satisfy the little guy with a little vanity. .

"Would you like to draw one more? You also painted this one?" Looking forward to Yang Lan, pointing to the page that had already written half, and the half of Yang Lan grabbed the little one. Hand, teach her to write.

"Hey, you can do it, but you have to look at it and don't seriously write homework! You can't look around in the middle, you can't write it indiscriminately, you have to write it beautifully, then Dad will paint you, draw a sunflower that can spit out the little sun. Let's go!" Yang Xiao smiled.

"Then you said to Ma Ma, I have to do my homework, don't bother." The little girl suddenly became full of energy and pushed her father again and again.

"What to say?" Murphy had just showered out, wearing her slinged nightdress, her hair was wet, and she made a cotton sling wet and dry.

Today is only Thursday, but because Jin Yingming has something to do tomorrow, he has to go to school to give him a high school son to open a parent meeting, plus Murphy was busy recording the program last weekend, there is no time to accompany him, Murphy simply gave him and I put two days off until I went back to the company on Sunday and then recorded the song.

"Speaking about dropping out of school." Yang Lan stood up and took Murphy's soft shoulders and smiled softly. "Walk, let's go to the balcony and chat, don't bother."

"What are you? I want to see you doing your homework!" Murphy was a bit puzzling.

"Oh, don't quarrel me! You can't write well." The little girl licked her mouth and twisted and twisted, but she was looking forward to writing it, and then daddy to paint on it!

Murphy had to let Yang Lan drag her hand and walked to the balcony to talk. She also remembered her daughter: "How is the performance of the kindergarten in kindergarten? Can you keep up with these courses?"

"You can rest assured that your performance has been very good! Mu teacher often praises me, saying that she is smart and clever, learning to write and learning very fast!" Yang Lan shrugged and said, " I guess it is because I will draw pictures, unlike other children, I have to start with a pen."

"That's great!" Murphy heard the good news from her daughter, and her slightly cold face could not help but smile. Working outside, Murphy got used to the cold, and when he came home, he could show his smile with Yang Lan.

"But don't try to praise her. This little guy, a little cocked, wants to be a homework," Yang said with Murphy.

In the house, I was writing the words seriously. Yang Lan and Murphy spoke and looked at her. The little guy's mouth was hard to write and it was pretty cute.

"Right, you are not saying that the coffee shop has invited a female student to help you, and then she will help you to open the store in the evening?" Murphy said, and then turned the topic to Ding Xiang.

"Yes, when you just picked you up, have you already seen Ding Xiang far away?"

"No, I just remembered to write homework, only to think about it, a little worried about her study, and I have to help you manage the coffee shop at night. What about her own study?" Murphy said.

Yang Hao had to explain it to Murphy, and also listed a few time periods for a few guests: "...I didn't plan to be very strict anyway, as long as she does the usual work, she can watch these hours. Read a book and even do something else."

"Listen to what you said, I feel that she is a very good girl." Murphy took Yang Lan's arm, and the two men swayed by the railings.

"It's good, Ding Xiang, this child, I heard Guo Ziyi said that her family is on the mountain, very poor, and then she has to earn money to pay tuition. I used to go to the temple to see that she is selling cotton. Sugar. Life is also extremely frugal. When I didn't give her a uniform, I used a decent dress to wear it over and over." Yang Lan and Murphy said with emotion.

"This is not, just as I have more and more coffee shop guests, and there is no one who helps me. Then Guo Ziyi also recommended Ding Xiang to me. Just before I knew it, I knew that this girl is not bad, I asked her to come to work. Give more money and want to help her."

"You helped Ding Xiang, she is also helping you, not to mention the good deeds, maybe the luck will still accumulate in the hustle and bustle, this is a good thing." Murphy's mother believed in the Buddha, she was somewhat affected, When Yang Lan’s hand was pulled down, he moved.

Yang Xiao smiled. He didn't believe in Buddhism, but he also thought that Murphy said it was good. The concept of doing good deeds, using the words on the previous life network to translate, is in 攒rp!

"Is Ding Xiang going back now?" Murphy pulled up Yang Lan’s wrist with his watch and looked at the time. It’s been past eight and a half. She said with some regrets, “I still want to see this girl, tomorrow. Know if there is a chance."

Yang Lan also mentioned Guo Ziyi, but she didn't have any interest in the little fat man Murphy. She still wants to see Ding Xiang - after all, Ding Xiang is a woman...

Yang Lan also looked at the watch and smiled: "At 8:30, now, at 8:40, Ding Xiang definitely did not go, she is definitely cleaning, this guy, I said how many times she went back early. Willing to listen..."