House Dad’s Literary Life

The coffee shop on the weekend was filled with laughter and laughter. Because of the holiday, there was a little girl, and the store seemed to be more angry. The Jiangcheng in the early winter did not seem so cold.

"Giggle, giggling!"

Yang Lan sat in his deck and read the book quietly. The two little figures ran across the side, leaving a series of silver bell-like laughs, and Yang Hao returned to God. He looked at the peace. Lan Xin, shook her head with a smile.

Lan Xin is one of several small partners, most often looking for a play.

Lanzhou Kai is also very reassured about Yang Lan, and he has been a little bit sympathetic with him. Therefore, he is a busy man who can't accompany his daughter. Instead of letting Lan Xin stay at home and crying, it is better to throw his daughter to Yang Lan. Anyway, someone is taking care of it, and it is delicious and ready to serve. Don't be too good.

After a while, the two little girls sneered again, chasing the poor gray and fleeing again, ran across Yang Hao.

Yang Lan reached out and grabbed the two little girls and grabbed them. He smiled and said: "Run slowly, don't fall!"

"Giggle!" The moment when Yan and Lanxin were caught, they pressed Yang Hao's big arm. They smiled at each other and smiled weakly. They didn't know what they were laughing at.

There is no small partner around me, a little lady, a small partner is around... The energetic little girl is crazy.

"Know, know!" The little girl was unable to stay with her father, and she opened her father's hand with Lan Xin. The two little girls joined hands and ran away with a smile.

Yang Lan looked at them and ran to play, only to regain their eyes and see their own books.

"Welcome." Another guest came to the door. Recently, the coffee shop has been doing a good job. It is probably a big winter. It is also very enjoyable to have a warm hot drink.

Ding Xiang greeted, the new guest is a student with glasses, but the glasses are almost as thick as the bottom of the beer bottle. The dress is also slightly old-fashioned, the rough-textured plaid shirt, the gray-blue open trousers, and the detachment are like the characters on the photo more than 30 years ago.

But if he said that he was poor, Ding Xiang certainly did not agree. The watch worn by this person and the leather shoes on his feet were not cheap. It is not particularly rich, but it should also be the level of middle class, much better than the previous Ding Xiang. It’s just that his aesthetics are estimated to be a fight with the mother of a little actress who participated in the Beijing Olympics...

Ding Xiang introduced him to the coffee in the store. The boy frowned. He pushed his glasses and squinted and looked at the menu for a while. He said with a look: "How expensive is the coffee in your store?" It’s a lot more expensive than the East Gate!”

Ding Xiang encountered a lot of problems. She smiled patiently and explained: "It is like this. Our shop sells freshly ground coffee, hand-ground coffee beans, and baked..."

Before I finished Ding Xiang, the boy interrupted: "I told you the price, what do you talk to me about coffee? You talk about it, is there a small number of guests in the store?"

Ding Xiang is a bit stunned.

"Less is right!" The boy did not wait for Ding Xiang to answer, and he looked proud and said to himself. "I will give you an analysis of what is the reason, don't be too grateful, please ask me for a cup of coffee. it is good!"

He couldn't see the expression of Ding Xiang's speechlessly: "According to the Bourbon Water Theorem, it seems that you don't understand the economics of this profession. Anyway, you only need to know that you are doing business business, but selling it. What is it? Freshly ground coffee?"

"Of course, what kind of freshly ground coffee you sell is not tight, but in the price range of ten to twenty, what products can you compete with your competitors for the customers who are spending only in this range? No! ”

The movement over there also attracted Yang Lan’s attention, but he did not interfere. How big is it, give it to Ding Xiang to handle it!

"We have cupcakes." Ding Xiang could not help but say.

"I am talking about coffee. What kind of cake do you have with me?" The boy hated the expression of iron. "I am going to buy coffee. You recommend cake to me. Are you stupid or I am stupid to buy you?" Cake?"

Today, this boy has put on a picture of an expert. I want to convince Ding Xiang to sell instant coffee. It’s a long time, but it’s also a good character. If you change someone else...

"Although you said something a bit reasonable, but I am really sorry, we only sell instant food in the store, ah, it is only selling freshly ground coffee." Ding Xiang was said to be dizzy, almost confused, "This is The rules set by our boss."

"Foolish and stubborn, can't teach, can't teach too!" The boy looked at Ding Xiang with a look of disdain, but he still saved money. "Forget it, give me a cup of 30 Mocha, no time to go to the East Gate." Yes, I told you so much, have you been inspired... Hey!"

The boy who wanted to discount the points of the machine seemed to be suddenly screamed when he stepped on his foot. He turned his head and lowered his head. Through the thick glasses, he glared at the ground and fell a bit. .

It turned out that Yan and Lanxin chased and ran, and ran past, one did not pay attention, and he hit his leg.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, slamming and hurting?" Ding Xiang hurried out and squatted down, picked up the cockroach from the ground and apologized to the other side.

"I'm sorry, would you do it? I almost cramped my calf!" The boy's face was so scared that both Lan and Lanxin were nervous. Lan Xin also nervously leaned against Ding Xiang's arms. .

"I'm sorry..." He whispered, and she felt that she was in trouble. But my heart was a little wronged by the other side, and the little girl fell hurting her ass. Now she is scared, nervous, and worried. She only saw her licking her mouth and crying.

Yang Lan did not intend to pay attention to this matter, he felt that this boy is a funny, too lazy to ignore. But Ding Xiang’s voice attracted the attention of his reading.

Did you fall?

"Where is the little girl, is there any education?" The boy was somewhat unreasonable, pointing his fingers, licking his face and licking his face, then turning the spear to Ding Xiang, "Where is the coffee shop?" Quiet, elegant, healthy, and hygienic places, how do you allow these uncultivated little hoes, and these stinky cats to come in? I think your store will not last long?"

"Small cockroaches are not stinky!" He has already whispered, and she grievously turned her head and Ding Xiang's sister.

"Zhangkou is not educated, do you live on the dog? You can't insult the dog..." Yang Lan's voice passed over, cold, even if he said a joke, it was not funny at all. The words are murderous. "You will swear again, see if I will tear your mouth!"

My daughter, I am reluctant to give up, do you still teach me?

Thinking of this, Yang Lan was angry and when he got up, he slammed a punch on the table, and a thin crack appeared on the solid wood table.

Seeing the burly figure of Yang Lan, the boy suddenly swallowed the rest of the cockroaches back into his stomach.

Yang Lan came over and ignored him. He knelt down and hugged him into his arms. When he looked at his daughter, the ice on his face melted. He smiled softly and asked softly. : "Where did you fall?"

In the father's arms, there was a lot of relief. The little girl was relieved. She pouted and touched her little **** and said, "The **** hurts."

Yang Lan gave her daughter a sigh, then kissed her little face and smiled and listened to her daughter’s voice. She said in her ear: "Don’t be afraid, Dad will give you anger. No one in the world can be fierce. Our family."

Just when Yang Lan was tender to his daughter, the boy was relieved, but he did not dare to provoke Yang Lan. The two men were tall and poor and didn’t know how many orders of magnitude.

"Forget it, I don't care about you!" He turned and walked outside the door, while his mouth whispered hard. "This kind of broken shop, sooner or later, close the door!"

However, Yang Lan’s ears are very flexible, and he can hear them clearly. However, he is not in a hurry to stop people, just go, let the guy run forty-nine meters.

I saw that the boys had slipped out. Yang Lan also looked at Lan Xin with a look of disappointment, comforted him, and then handed the two little girls to Ding Xiang: "Ding Xiang, you take care of me and you." child."

"Yangda, what are you going to do?" Ding Xiang took a moment to pull Yang Hao's hand.

"Reassured, some people have a cold brain, I let him bubble soup, calm and calm." Yang Xiao smiled and patted Ding Xiang's hand, and then rushed to cry but the pear girl with the rain squeezed the eyes "When you close your eyes, dozens of times one to thirty, Dad will come back soon."

I learned one to thirty in kindergarten before the number of ticks. The little girl wiped her tears and unknowingly nodded.

"Xin Er is also, you have to squint your eyes!" The scene may be very cruel, children are not suitable, Yang Lan also took a shot of Lan Xin's small head, and took a while to go out.