House Dad’s Literary Life

Murphy didn't stay for a long time. After she drank the coffee, she hurried away.

After all, she will send it to her because she is going to Beijing, Modu, Yangcheng and other cities to participate in commercial activities. She can't go home for two weeks! In desperation, she gave her father care.

Yang Lan is naturally unable to ask for it. There are little guys in the house, and there is a lot of desertion at home. It is a lot more fun!

However, the happy hours of the father and the daughter are always short-lived. A little fat man ran away with a sad face and screamed downstairs: "Da Yang, open the door to me, I am so miserable!"

Finished, the words are coming back!

"What are you doing? Didn't you test?" Yang Hao had to go down and open the door to him. He asked inexplicably, how did the little fat man who had been angry before coming back with frustration?

"I didn't test well. They had prejudice and felt that I was fat and short." Guo Ziyi complained. "My simulated performances and essays are the best. As a result, in the performance of individual talents, two judges said I am too young, it is better to come back next year!"

“There are still such standards?” Yang Lan frowned.

Guo Ziyi is fat, and people grow up...not so handsome, but Yang Lan thinks that this kid is really talented, and he is still young, only sixteen years old, maybe he will grow taller and his body will be cut down. A good skin!

You know, every fat man is a potential stock!

Guo Ziyi long sighed and said: "There is no way, the teachers are paying attention to the handsome niece, how can I behave, I am afraid it is difficult to get into the eyes."

Yang Hao silently, when he just wanted to ponder how to comfort the little fat man, Guo Ziyi called out with a big fuss: "Ah? How can there be a little girl?"

Yang Lan looked back and saw that he couldn’t sit still and ran to the stairs. He was looking out for a cute little head and looking down! But it was shocked by the sound of Guo Ziyi, and he shrank his head back.

"She is my daughter!" Yang Lan felt very speechless about Guo Ziyi's fuss.

"Do you have daughters?" Guo Ziyi was even more surprised. "Is it still so big?"

In his view, how can Yang Yucai's age of twenty-seven years old be such a child of four or five years old? Are the soldiers very early married?

"I don't have a daughter who is normal?" Yang Lan did not explain the meaning. After going upstairs, he called the little guy over and gave a shy drill to the back of his father's thigh. "This is Guo Ziyi, Guo Shushu, Temporarily borrowed from our home, and then this is my daughter, Yang Lan, you can call her."

He was too embarrassed to say hello, Guo Ziyi shouted dissatisfiedly: "What is Guo Shushu? Calling his son, and calling his uncle to call me old."

"It’s called Uncle!" Yang Lan took a small head and took a look at Guo Zi. "You call me Yang Big Brother, isn’t my daughter calling your uncle wrong?"

I still listened to my father’s words. The voice was soft and whispered: “Guo Yan.”

Guo Ziyi’s heart is very broken at the moment, but it is only because of Yang’s arrogance that he can only tears as an uncle.

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Because of Murphy's identity, she had never touched a stranger since she was a child, so she was very shy in front of strangers. Even when Dad was preparing for lunch, she insisted on staying in the kitchen with her father.

Poor Guo Ziyi, originally seen that she is so beautiful and cute, she also volunteered to help take care of her, but now, her self-esteem is once again hit.

"Is it really too fat and ugly? The examiner teacher doesn't like it, even Yang's daughter also dislikes me..." Guo Ziyi was lying on the sofa in the living room, feeling that he was already a waste.

Fortunately, Yang Lan’s hearty lunch made Guo Ziyi get help.

"Tomato fish fillet soup, Dad knows that you don't eat spicy food, so you use the little tomato you like, sour and sweet, and eating fish will become smarter!" Yang Xiao smiled and introduced her daughter one by one. I heard Guo Zi’s intention to swallow.

"This is the meat and soy sauce, the oyster mushroom, this is the Beijing sauce pork, this is a special, called the pot of tofu, a special dish in the Lu cuisine, there is stuffing in the tofu..."

"Don't say it, I can't help but eat it!" Guo Ziyi held the bowl, holding chopsticks, and said his eyes red.

Originally, I was still happy and smiling, but the hungry appearance of the little fat uncle made the little girl feel threatened. I saw her licking her small mouth and stretching her small arm to stop. She said, "I can't do it. This is what I gave it to me."

"But you can't finish it," Guo Ziyi called.

In fact, I am still very happy to share with others, but today Guo Ziyi’s attitude makes the little girl dissatisfied. She plays a small temper: “I will not give you food!”

"Well, it’s all awkward. I’ll try to taste a pot of tofu first.” Yang Yu spoiled her daughter with a piece of tofu and smiled and sat down beside her.

Guo Ziyi did not mean to be awkward with the little girl. Just, watching Yang Lan not help himself, the food on a table seems to be far away from him, so sad!

"It's delicious!" He ate the crispy and tender pot of tofu, and he couldn't help but tell his father.

However, she did not forget Guo Ziyi, who was rejected by her. The little girl squinted at her eyes and looked at Guo Zi’s frustrated appearance. She pulled her father’s sleeve and gestured to her father’s head. She snarled in Dad’s ear: "Hey, hey, poor, or else, let me eat it?"

"Yeah, you are uncle Guo’s exam today, very sad!" Yang Xiao smiled and whispered to her daughter. "But, so much delicious, would you like to give him food?"

Of course, Yang Lan will not be unclear and will not condone this smug, but perhaps because of the childhood of his past tragedy, he does not know how to reason with his children, so it seems that his education is special.

However, what makes Yang Lan happy is that her daughter is too kind, and playing a small temper is only a short time, but now she is worried about Guo Ziyi.

"Is it unhappy? I will give it to him to eat. I can't eat so much." The little girl said in Dad's ear.

"Then you said to him, sorry, Uncle Guo, let's have dinner together." Yang Hao encouraged.

I was a little nervous, but she still had the courage to say, "Guo Yan, don't be unhappy, let's eat together!"

The voice of the little angel was very beautiful, and it was passed to Guo Ziyi’s ear, like a scorpio.

"Thank you!" Can have a delicious food, Guo Ziyi's grievances have been thrown away, he smiled happily, can't wait to start eating.

"Hey! The fish fillets are delicious, the tofu is delicious, and the Beijing sauce pork is better!" Guo Ziyi used a spoon to smash a large spoonful of Peking Sauce, stir the sauce and rice, and gorge it up.

Looking at the eating of the little fat uncle, you are also appetizing!