House Dad’s Literary Life

Today's Jiangcheng is drizzling with light rain. This is not surprising. The city is located in the water town of Jiangnan, and it is a city that is warm and rainy. It rained, but it was more poetic.

Of course, I am not as strong as my father, and the spring rain is cold. In the morning, my father added a thin shirt to the little girl.

The coffee shop on the corner of the street has quietly opened. I don’t like the excitement, and the world-famous Yang Lan did not make a big splash. I even chose a weekend leisure time to hang the quaint wooden signboard, which is considered a opening ceremony.

This has also led to no one knowing that there have been no customers coming to the store since the opening of the coffee shop for two days...

It’s just that Yang Lan doesn’t care.

The sky is dark, but the coffee shop is warm and home-like, light yellow and soft lighting, every corner is slightly illuminated, warm as if sitting around the fire in the winter night, especially suitable for a low-pitched narration of friends.

However, in front of the bar, Yang Lan opened the extra bright incandescent lamp. He wiped the cup with annoyance while smiling and watching his daughter draw.

The little man sat high, leaning over the clean and spacious marble bar, carefully using her colorful crayons to paint the image of the heart on the white paper.

I don't know how long it took, the little guy looked up and said happily: "Hey, look, how are I painting?"

Yang Lan has been watching, and after he has taught a few tricks earlier, he has made progress, but the painting is still very abstract.

"Yes! Is this an elephant you painted?" Yang Hao gave a thumbs up and pointed to the animal on the drawing paper that was as round as a piglet, but with a long nose.

"Yeah!" said happily. "The elephant mother has a long nose."

"Drawing awesome!" Yang Xiao smiled and licked the little guy's head.

After reading the parenting manuals, Yang Lan’s concept has changed.

He used to think that his paintings were a bit awkward, so I wanted to teach her how to paint!

However, there is something in the book: "It’s too early to learn to draw, but the children won’t draw..."

Children aged 0-7 are in an important period of right brain development, and a very important part of right brain development is "to improve with the transformation and expression of graphics, thus promoting the health of the right brain and the formation of divergent thinking. Therefore, children in this period need to express their imagination and association freely, and they cannot be constrained by fixed graphics, but should be fully expressed in rich color experience and undefined graphic changes."

If Yang Lan teaches her painting skills and ideas, her own right brain development will be affected!

Yang Lan, who was shocked by a cold sweat, converged his impulse to teach painting, but changed to support and encouragement, so that the little guy can freely use his imagination to paint what he wants to express.

And the painting is not bad!

Yang Lan began to learn to appreciate and praise: "You see how cute the elephant you painted, and you will be happy at first glance!"

I laughed happily, and the motivation was even better. I continued to bow down.

At this time, the wind chime at the door rang, and someone pushed the door open. Yang Lan realized that she had subconsciously looked at the past. But the comers did not come in, just let a little boy advance the door to hide from the rain.

"Hello!" I couldn't see anyone through the curtain. Yang Lan heard a gentle female voice, soft like the drizzle outside.

Why don't you come in? Yang Lan is puzzled.

Looking at the little boy's nervousness, Yang Hao had to come out of the bar, and he quickly squatted down from the chair, took his father's hand, hid behind his father, secretly explored the small head and saw that there should be A five-year-old brother.

Yang Lan looked at the door a little curiously. Outside the door, it was a young woman who was very eye-catching and should not be old. She was a little wolverine, holding an umbrella, but her hair was messy, she was drenched in the rain and the shoes on her feet were stained with mud. The mud spots even splashed on her white stockings, looking like a petite helpless look. Have to provoke life and pity.

However, Yang Lan did not have any delusions. He asked some questions in an incomprehensible manner: "Hello, why don't you come in?"

The young woman looked up at Yang Lan with apologetic and said: "Sorry, I just stepped on your flower and walked without paying attention."

Yang Lan didn't care. He waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. If you want to avoid the rain, come in, what a big deal!"

But the young woman was still a little embarrassed and embarrassed to say: "My shoes are dirty, a lot of mud is on it, can you trouble me to help me with a basin of water?"

"Dirty doesn't matter, I will wipe it later." Yang Yan looked at the shoe print left by the little boy just now. Although it was only rain, it still made Yang Lan feel uncomfortable. Anyway, it was dirty and dirty. It doesn't matter at all, I have to be hygienic after I have...

"Forget it, I will take you upstairs." Yang Lan thought about it and shook his head and said, "The downstairs is just a bathroom, not good to wash, there is hot water upstairs."

Without waiting for the young woman to object, Yang Lan picked up the big umbrella hanging behind the door. After he opened it, he bent down and cuddled up, then smiled and said, "Go!"

"Oh, oh, okay, thank you! Is this your daughter?" The young woman was arranged by Yang Lan, some shy, and her face was red, and her son was pulled up, and she was no longer looking for words.

From the back of the store to the small courtyard upstairs, not far from the road, Yang Lan actually got a lot of information from the mouth of the other party.

The young woman's name is Yan Xiaolan, and her son is Yan Yingkai. From the surname, she can see that Yan Xiaotong has been divorced. Her son has followed his surname. Obviously her ex-husband does not know what she has done so deeply.

Of course, Yang Lan was not interested and did not ask.

Today, Yan Xiaotong is so embarrassed because his son went to the piano class. Yan Xiaoyu took him back in the rain, but when he passed the door of Yangxuan shop, he did not pay attention to seeing the road. He stepped on the edge of the flowerbed and stepped on the mud. .

"Your coffee shop is newly opened? I didn't seem to have seen it before?" When Yan Xiaoyu came in, he refused to wear muddy shoes and Yang Hao had to settle in two small ones and then gave her. Slippers passed.

"Yeah." Yang Hao nodded.

Yan Xiaoyu was very ashamed at first, but now it seems that after being familiar with it, she is still a very talkative person. She is holding her dirty shoes behind Yang Lan: "Hey, I was at the east gate of the school and opened a flower shop……"

"East Gate? Business should be very hot, but what do you do when you come out of the store?" Yang Lan remembered the shops in Dongmen that he had seen before, and asked some questions.

"There were two college students working part-time in the store, and it was raining, no one came out." Yan Xiaoyu said softly.

Going upstairs, I saw Yan and Yan Yingkai sitting face to face across the coffee table. The little boy was somewhat introverted and bowed his head in silence. He was also afraid of life. She was restless, and then she looked at her little brother and looked at the stairs.

Fortunately, Dad came back, and he couldn’t wait to run over and hold his father’s leg.

(PS: This is just a very ordinary and very common dragon set character. At most, you can live a few episodes. Even the supporting role is not worth it! So you don't have to worry about her becoming a younger one, or having a relationship with Yang Lan. This book is a single female host. That will never happen again like "My Miss Fairy".)