House Dad’s Literary Life

Jiangcheng Communication University entered the test week, but Chuntian Kindergarten did not have a final exam, but it also reached the end of the semester, when the children had to take a holiday.

Today is the last day of this semester. At the beginning, Mr. Mu talked about the news that he will not be used tomorrow after school. He also watched the children pay attention to safety during the holidays, listened to their parents, and then returned to the kindergarten after the Spring Festival.

Teacher Mu is hard to say such a long story, but I don't know how much the children can listen to. When she talks about half of the time, many children can't sit still, and the attention can't be maintained for too long.

To have a holiday, some children are happy, but some children are sad, because when they are on vacation, they can't be the same as they are now, and they can see their little friends every day.

I don’t belong to the sad group. She only came to kindergarten for a semester. She still didn’t understand what the holiday was, so the little girl was still carefree. How to play, she didn’t even take vacation. Put it in your heart.

Sad is Lan Xin, she is "old fritters".

Xiaopang’s expression is awkward today. It’s hard, she has the courage to move to the side of her, and whispered to her little friend: “Hey, winter vacation, can you play at home?”

Lan Xin’s voice is big, her whisper is equal to the normal volume of others, so I don’t notice the difference of my good friend.

"I can't go to your house to play!" He smiled with wide eyes. "Because I have to go home with me, my grandfather's house, far and far away, is very fun!"

"That's okay..." Lan Xin whispered a small mouth, and the grievances on her face added a little more. After that, she turned and walked away.

This time, some of them feel that it is wrong. Her big eyes are full of confusion. Looking at Lan Xin’s back, I can’t understand why Xiner is not happy, so I followed up.

Lan Xin went to Yang Qiqi's side, and asked exactly the same: "Kiki, winter vacation, can you play at home?"

"No, I have to go back to Guangdong Province for the Spring Festival." Yang Qiqi shook her head.

Then, Lan Xin asked Nan Zhaoyu, and Nan Zhaoyu had to go back to the country with his father. On the other hand, Chen Shiyun also glared at the place where he had to return to a good snow. Her father was a Northeaster.

"I want to go fishing with my uncle, there are a lot of fish in the ice, super big." Chen Shiyun said his past experience, but let the little friends have a lot of envy.

He also looked at Chen Shiyun enviously. She pulled the hand of Chen Shiyun and said: "Chen Shiyun, have you seen Aisha's sister? I think your family has magic, so there will be so much snow, with a lot of ice."

"Oh, I don't know!" Chen Shiyun twisted his head and smiled.

But this time, Lan Xin is even more sad, the little friends have their own holiday arrangements, and the chubby girl can only stay at home, as if abandoned by the world.

"I haven't seen snow, but, oh, my grandfather's family has flowers, flowers are everywhere." Yang Qiqi said to her.

"I don't know if my grandfather's family has snow, I don't know if I have flowers, I have never seen Grandpa." He shook his head, and the two ponytails came and went, and said to his friends, "Small My aunt and I have seen it, if Aisha’s sister is just fine, I want to see snow.”

The little girl’s thinking jumped and jumped to Grandpa and jumped back.

"Hey..." The little friends were talking and laughing, and the laughter passed to Lanxin’s ear, which had already gone aside. Lan Xin didn’t talk about it. She wanted to calm down, but she heard the little friends happy. Laughter is even more sad.

"Hey, hey..." Lan Xin sobbed in a low voice, but still passed to their ears.

Several friends gathered around, Chen Shiyun scratched his head, and she said loudly: "Oh, how did Xiner cry? We told Mu teacher!"

When she finished, she ran out.

Looking at her little friend's appearance, she was a little helpless. She instinctively was also with Lan Xin. She started with a small hand and watched Lanxin, who was tearing her eyes.

"Xiner, don't you cry, okay? Why are you crying?" He reached over and hugged Lanxin's shoulder from the side, and the beautiful little face was worried.

"Sweet children don't cry!" Yang Qiqi also learned to swear, whispered.

Fortunately, Lan Xin is a little girl who can't hide her mind. After she asked, she sobbed and couldn't wait to express her depression and choked out: "I, I, you all went home." Only I am alone, no, no one is playing with me."

"Xiner, you can come to my house to play!" he suggested.

"No, I can't go far away, hehe." Lan Xin cried, but Yan and Yang Qiqi and Nan Zhaoyu couldn't think of any way. They could only wait for Teacher Mu to come over.

......

When I got to school, it was really different. Lan Xin cried sadly.

When Yang Lan received the shackles, the little girl was a little depressed.

"What happened to you?" Yang Lan came down, using his warm big hand, and licking his daughter, the wind was blowing some cool face, and asked with a smile, "Why do you see Dad not happy?"

"It’s not that I’m not happy to see my dad!” He snorted, relying on his father’s arms and playing the ball of wool on his gloves.

"Why is that? You look at your mouth, you can hung the soy sauce bottle!" Yang Hao pinched the little mouth of his daughter's powder, and laughed.

"Oh, no, it’s Xiner crying, I’m so sad!” He was amused by his father. She smiled and avoided Dad’s hand while explaining to Dad.

Yang Lan finally figured out her daughter's troubles. The kind little girl saw that her little friend was upset. She didn't know what to do, so she was saddened.

"Xin Er is sad because he is alone in Jiangcheng. You can tell her like this..." Yang Lan snorted a few words in her daughter's ear.

"Is it really okay? Isn't Xiner sad?" With a small head, he asked in confusion.

"Well! Make sure she won't be sad anymore, go, let's talk to her, don't let her have a holiday unhappy!" Yang Xiao smiled and pushed her daughter's little ass.

The squat jumped and ran over, and she found Lan Xin who was still picking up tears and waiting for the driver of her father.

"Xiner, don't you cry, I said, I said you shouldn't be sad, I can't play with you during the holidays, but I will bring you a lot of delicious food back!" Lan Xin’s shoulder was in her ear and she said two things.

"It's delicious?" Lan Xin still had tears on her eyelashes. She suddenly stopped crying and stared at her little friend.

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"So many delicious!" Lan Xin finally smiled, she cried in surprise.

"Yeah, but you can't cry, I said, if you don't cry, give it to you! But, but you don't want me, I won't bring it to you." Wiping tears, even though the tears are smeared into my gloves, "Don't cry! Wipe off, wipe it off!"

"I didn't cry." Lan Xin was also hurriedly rubbing, and used her own clothes to wipe away the tear marks.

Finally, Lan Xin and Yan looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

Sure enough, to deal with Lanxin this snack goods, this trick is easy to use!

Yang Lan looked at not far away and smiled.