House Dad’s Literary Life

The weather in Jiangcheng has cooled down. The highest temperature reached 30 degrees a few days ago, but after a cool, drizzle, the temperature dropped down, especially at night, living next to the Grand Canal. I can feel the chill of the wind blowing from the balcony.

Using the twenty-four solar terms in the analysis, it is now that the cold dew has passed. When the frost falls, the weather turns cold but there is no shadow of winter. But this hot and cold, unpredictable temperature is the father and mother. Nightmare.

Although Murphy went back to record the song, mv's shooting was also on the agenda, but she still missed her daughter because Yang Lan did not understand Ma Daha. She knew this as a mother. Every year except spring, there is still this time.曦曦 The most vulnerable period of illness.

So she called me almost every night. Yang Yang must take care of her: "Whenever you are hot or not, you must wear one more dress. You should not let her bare **** in the shower at night. Wandering in bed, it is best to wear her pajamas before she comes out of the bathroom."

In fact, not only Murphy glared at Yang Lan, but when Yang Lan was picked up in kindergarten, Mr. Mu also let him pay attention to observe the child's physical condition. If there is abnormal illness, he must go to the hospital for treatment and communicate with the kindergarten.

Perhaps it is because I have a sword with my father every morning, and I maintain good physical fitness. After a few days, the little girl is still alive and kicking, so that the heart that Yang Lan can carry can be put down a little.

However, the younger partner of the cockroach still has a sick condition.

Today, Yang Lan took the sputum back. The little girl sat in the child seat in the back seat and said to her father with a sullen mood: "Hey, Xiner didn't come to kindergarten today!"

“Why?” Yang Lan asked curiously.

"I don't know, but Chen Shiyun said that Xiner is sick, her Ma Ma said." He said.

Yang Lan understood that Lan Xin should have gone to the hospital and was just in the hospital where Chen Shiyun worked as the nurse's mother.

"Then you have to pay attention to it. When you sleep at night, Dad will cover you with a quilt, so don't get rid of it." Yang Xiao smiled. "You see who didn't come yesterday. Today, Xiner is sick. They are all disobedient." I felt the cold."

I couldn't understand the next sentence, but she didn't want to tell this to Dad. The little girl whispered her mouth and said a little: "But, hey, I want to be a sweetheart. Will she not come back?"

Keke! What is not coming back? It’s really a child’s words... Fortunately, there are no outsiders in this car.

Yang Lan said with some sorrow and sorrow: "Hey, how can you talk like this? This ‘no return’ can’t be used casually.”

"Why?" The innocent little girl looked at her father with two big eyes.

"Because..." Yang Yan took a moment and was a bit poor. He really couldn’t think of any reason. He could only tell the truth to his daughter. "Because if anyone or not will not come back, in some specific contexts, such as you. Just now, in the context of Xin’s illness, it means that whoever and anyone may die."

Where can I fully understand Dad’s large-scale explanation and what is context, she can’t understand.

But I still understood the last sentence. The little girl’s face suddenly became pale and she waved her hand in fear: “No, I don’t mean that Xiner is dead, no.”

At first it was self-blame, but the little girl herself scared herself. She seemed to think that Lan Xin really had to be close to the world, with her mouth open and her eyes red.

"Dad doesn't mean that you have this meaning. Dad hopes that you will pay attention to the words used in the future, and don't cause misunderstandings." Yang Lan drove the car and didn't pay attention. After a while, he heard the little girl in the back seat whispering. .

"Hey, how did you cry?" Yang Lan saw the little girl with a tearful look in the rearview mirror, and quickly found a safe place to stop the car.

In Dad’s inquiry and comfort, he choked and said: “Hey, I am afraid...”

"What are you afraid of?" Yang Lan asked inexplicably.

The little girl's own skin is especially white, crying eyes, nose, mouth like stained with rouge, and the white skin is a stark contrast, but also lovable and pitiful.

"I am afraid that Xiner will die."

"No, Xiner is just sick, a little sick, she is sick, she will come to kindergarten very quickly, don't think so much. And you just said what you didn't mean, it's not true." comfort.

"But I want to be sweet." He sucked his nose and grievously said.

She is really worried about Lanxin!

"Well, let's wait." Yang Lan thought about it. He touched the phone and called Lanxin's father.

After a while, Yang Lan hung up the phone. In the look of hope, he smiled and said: "Well, Dad asked clearly, Xiner, she was a little fever yesterday, so I went to the hospital last night to hang a needle. It's not a cold. At present, Xiner is still at home, and may have a day off tomorrow, but you don't want to visit Xiner, and Dad can take you after dinner."

I happily nodded in a hurry: "Think, I want to go to Xin'er, I miss Xiner."

In this way, Yang Lan and Lanzhou Kai agreed on a good time, just as Lanzhou Kai did not have a business trip, his daughter was sick, and his big boss was also anxious, leaving his work to accompany his daughter.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Yang Lan drove with a donkey to the Lanjia villa.

"Lan, this villa is really luxurious." Yang Lan could not help but feel a sigh, it is no wonder that it is a real estate tycoon.

"Alright? Haha, next time these children meet, you can come to my house to play, others can't say that my family has enough snacks." Lanzhou Kaihaha smiled and connected Yang Lan and Yu.

"Xin Er!" He saw Lan Xin, who was sitting on the big sofa eating snacks and watching TV, and screamed with joy.

"Hey!" Lan Xin heard the voice and turned back quickly. She saw her, and she jumped excitedly. The two little girls excitedly embraced each other.

Lanzhou Kai was afraid of Yang Lan, he said with a smile: "Xiner is so good, and it is not a fever caused by a virus. I don't have to worry about infection. I asked her mother to take a day off with the kindergarten. She was afraid that she was not well-rounded. Cool outside."

"Xin Er, you are scared me, I am worried about you!" He held Lan Xin and began to sigh.

"Hey! I don't know, it's so uncomfortable today, sleepy." Lan Xin smiled and sat down and sat down. The two little girls sat side by side, just like the good sisters.

"So, are you okay now?" asked awkwardly.

Lan Xin took out her own snacks and ate with her. She said with a sigh of relief: "Okay, okay, I went to see a doctor yesterday, and then the injection hurts!"

"Ah?" Hearing the needle, he remembered the tip of the cold light when he was doing the doll with his father and mother.

"Look!" Lan Xin extended her left hand, turned over and pointed a pinhole on the back of her hand and said, "It is here, it hurts me!"

He carefully held Lan Xin’s left hand and couldn’t help but swallow his throat: “Is it really painful?”

"It hurts a lot! I cried!" Lan Xin was proud to say her own scandal, as if she were a little hero. "But then I fell asleep and didn't hurt."

"Uh-huh." Hey is still a look of fear.

After visiting Lan Xin, my emotions have finally improved a lot. However, this experience, she has a lot of words to follow her own tomorrow.