House Dad’s Literary Life

Time has quietly entered March, and the continuous spring rain began to invade this small town in the south of the Yangtze River, which brought a lot of inconvenience to people's travel, but the drizzle in the air like a catkins is also the mountains and rivers before and after this coffee shop. It adds a bit of charm.

Yang Lan came back from the outside. In the car, he saw the flower buds, holding a paper umbrella, busy in the mud, a deep, shallow foot to the delicate flower seedlings covered with plastic film Murphy .

Of course, Yang Huan and Lin Muan are also wearing raincoats to help Ding Xiang have classes on Monday morning. However, in the crowd, Yang Lan saw her wife.

The flowers are still not open, but people here are more fancy!

Perhaps because of this oil-paper umbrella, or perhaps because of Murphy's graceful posture in the rain, Yang Lan remembered the beautiful modern poem "Rain Lane" of the past life, which was holding a paper umbrella, alone, and squatting. Resentful girl.

Of course, Murphy did not complain. She looked up and saw Yang Lan from the car. She waved her hand and said, "Yang Hao, come over and help us pull the corner!"

Yang Wei smiled and walked over to help them get better.

Back upstairs, Yang Lan helped Murphy to take an umbrella and hang it on the balcony. Murphy changed his home pajamas and then ran with a soft dry towel to find Yang Lan.

"Help me wipe my hair." Murphy handed the towel over, his eyes were as crystal clear as the gems, and he looked at Yang Lan, smiling.

In fact, she can wipe it herself, but after determining the relationship with Yang Lan, Murphy likes the feeling that two people are tired.

When Yang Wei rubbed his hair on Murphy, he thought about it and said to her: "Tomorrow, you can go to the company with confidence, and things have been solved."

"What?" Murphy has not responded.

"Niu Meiling's ideological work, I have already made people pass, she can calmly treat your departure, although it is impossible to completely relieve it, but at least not as excited as before." Yang Lan said softly.

“Really?” Murphy turned his head in surprise and looked at Yang Lan.

"Well, I can get together, I think it is very difficult." Yang Hao smiled.

"This is enough. I didn't expect Ling Jie to be like me as before. Just don't turn against it. If you meet later, you can nod your head and say hello, that's enough!" Murphy said with some gratitude.

"Thank you, husband." Murphy turned and hurriedly held Yang Lan, and some tears appeared in his eyes.

What did Yang Hao use? Murphy didn't ask, she was a bit clever at this point. She knew that Yang Lan could tell her, but she couldn't say it. She asked, but brought trouble to Yang Lan.

"A fool! Thank you for what? Your business, isn't it mine?" Yang Xiao smiled and patted Murphy's head gently.

Soothing Murphy, a sentimental, Murphy, Yang Lan came to the study, he pulled out a u disk from his pocket.

Yang Lan stared at the u disk and played it for a while. He shook his head and placed it in a dark space on his bookshelf.

......

Time returned to this morning, after Yang Lan sent to kindergarten, he went to the "old place" and met with Jie Jie.

Yan Jie was very proud to tell Yang Lan about his achievements, just like the invitation, no, he is asking for merit, and also put the u disk that Niu Meiling had put in his laptop in his laptop and showed it. Some of the anecdote information he got after "hard work".

"Mu Ziang boss, this information is only worth 500,000, not to mention that my dad later gave me some financial compensation." Yan Jie waved his hand and smiled and said, "However, what is this? It’s not a bad thing to spend money with money! Boss, I’m doing well this time?”

Of course, this Yang Lan is very satisfied, and rewards!

What to reward? Naturally, it will not be money. Yan Jie is not short of money. Yang Lan gave the complete score of "The Night" with the lyrics to Yan Jie.

However, the second song, Yang Lan is only singing again, the scores, lyrics he temporarily intercepted.

"This song is not useful to you now. With your current singing, you can't control this song. It's launched, but it ruined it." Yang Lan said faintly to Jie Jie.

Yan Jie likes the second song very much. It is not only the sad expression of the lyrics, but also the same thing as "That Night", even better, because the song, the melody is moving, it is unforgettable from beginning to end. From beginning to end, it can be said that it is a climax, it is impossible to stop!

Yang Hao had just used the hoarse voice to make this song vividly. When Jie Jie was listening, he couldn’t help but want to follow the two scorpions.

However, Yan Jie also understands that the "Mu Zi Ang" boss is right. This song is not something he can control, and he is unable to keep up with the smashing of the scorpion...

"What should I do?" Yan Jie said with a sad face. "Mu Ziang boss, can you give me this song! I think this song is tailor-made for me!"

Tailored? Yang Lan actually wants to kill this teasing, but he still resists. This guy is sometimes a bit idiotic and a bit silly, but it is still useful at the crucial time.

Moreover, Yang Lan also feels that "cultivating" Jie Jie is a very interesting thing. He would like to see, this little white mouse, no, this embarrassment, under the head of a "Divine Comedy", how can it be? Achievement!

"Reassure, as long as Murphy can leave Tianmei as usual, this song, I will still cash it for you, I have never said anything before!" Moreover, we are not cooperating once." Yang Lan smiled and said.

"Right, the two songs are released separately, which is good for you and can last for a long time. I suggest that starting today, you will learn to sing aloud, and when I give it to you, You can also sing it. And, a little bit of singing, I have something to give you in the future, don't worry that you ruined my work!"

Yan Jie’s character is very fragile, and he can’t listen to other people’s jealousy, especially to persuade him to learn to sing and learn this. In the past, Du Lun was very acquainted with him. If he was unhappy, he would never mention the second time. But now, the instructions of Muziang’s boss, Yan Jie is annoyed again, and he has to listen honestly.

What's more, he really wants to sing a second song, and it is hard to think about it.

Moreover, I think that I can sing this song on the stage in the future, and then many fans in the audience are fascinated and cheered, and Jie Jie is excited.

I saw him biting his teeth and said: "Well, Muzi is the boss, I am learning. When I go back, let me ask me to find a music teacher. I don't believe it. I can't sing this song!"