House Dad’s Literary Life

In the righteous grandfather's request, Dad can't help to call the beat, and the voice of his father's applause is also drowned in the sound of cheering around.

I was a little panicked, but she managed to remember Dad’s guidance. She was not confident but very strong and shouted: “One, two, one, two...”

The little girl’s shouting sounds like a clear stream in this noisy environment, not loud enough, but very clear.

At the beginning, at the starting point, the three teams were a little confused. Every child wanted to fight for the first place, which led to inconsistency with their own partner speed. The rope pulled between them and hit a piece, causing a burst of laughter from the children watching.

After all, Yan and Lanxin did not have any special training. Just Yang Lan’s assault **** could not make the two little girls form special muscle memories. So at the beginning they were also inconsistent and squeezed together.

The three teams, the first one to adjust are the brothers and sisters of Wang Xiwei and Wang Xiwei. The two children should have been practicing at home, and they also have enough tacit understanding. They quickly adjusted and ran forward.

"Come on! Hey, Xiner, come on!" Yang Lan was on the side, anxious, and nervously holding his fist, unable to help shout, but he can still cheer.

It seems that the screaming of the beat has played a role, Lan Xin gradually adjusted over, the two little girls held hands and began to catch up.

The third team was slower. It was two little boys who grew almost high, but one ran fast, one ran slow, and the two bumped each other. They also pulled each other and fell on the runway. on.

Because I lost my balance first, I struggled for a while, then I fell, so I didn’t fall too heavy, and this dress was thick in spring, and it didn’t hurt at all. It’s that they feel a little shameful, and the children next to them are Haha smiled.

"I don't want to play." One of the little boys wowed up.

They basically lost the possibility of winning the championship. The rest is the competition between Yan and Lan Xin and Wang Xiyu and Wang Xiwei's brothers and sisters!

Wang Xizhen and Wang Xiqi’s brothers and sisters were actually unhappy, but they were very stable. My brother was on the shoulders of his sister. His sister took his brother’s waist and ran step by step, reflecting a high tacit understanding.

And Lan and Lan Xin tried to catch up, but Lan Xin ran the same unhappy, when the fold returned, Xiaopang began to gasp.

"One, two, one, two..." Looking at the front, the voice was a little anxious, and the beat was unknowingly quick.

"Hey, hey..." Lan Xin followed mercifully, but couldn't help but gasp and cried. "Slow down, slow down?"

I want to be as consistent as possible with my friends, but I look at the opponents in front of me.

The little girl didn't know what to say, she could only yell at the beat, but she was a little faster, and felt the tension brought by the ropes. Her partner didn't run fast, she could only slow down.

Can not say that Lan Xin does not work hard, she is also trying to take her own chubby legs, but it is not fast!

At the beginning, this group also showed a good trend, but gradually, with the problem of Lan Xin's physical strength, they slowed down, leaving that distance, it seems that they can't catch up.

"come on! Come on!"

In the last few meters, the children on the side of the field were no longer confused. They seemed to be infected by the "fierce" atmosphere of the game. Together with the parents, they shouted deafeningly.

But unfortunately, in the banner of the ink crane year, Wang Xizhen and Wang Xiwei's brother and sister first arrived at the end, and Lan and Lan Xin were a few seconds slower.

These few seconds, it is to give up the victory...

Lan Xin gasped on her knees and gasped. She couldn’t see any expression, but she stood there motionless. She looked at the happy Wang Xiwei and Wang Xiwei’s brothers and sisters, and they showed envy in their eyes. The sly, the little figure is a bit lonely.

Yang Yan sighed and walked over, and shouted: "It doesn't matter, you are already great!"

Mo Heinian also saw this scene. He waved the flag and shouted: "Let us dedicate our applause to the champion of this game! Then the children’s performances are also very good. After catching up, they are defeated. Do you give them applause too?"

However, no amount of applause, no more comfort, seems to be unable to be heard.

When Dad untied the ropes on her body, the little girl leaned down into her father's arms with some emotions. The little hand grabbed the clothes on her father's chest and fiddled with the buttons on it.

Yang Lan is still seeing this look for the first time. Usually she is the pistachio of everyone. The sweet smile is enough to make everyone feel better. But today, the little girl seems to cry, but she doesn’t cry. A pair of people who are strong but sad in their hearts.

If she cried, Yang Lan still felt normal. He patted the little girl's back gently and said: "It doesn't matter, I won't win this time, let's come again next time!"

Lan Xin was a big heart. She opened her arm and shouted loudly: "Uncle Yang, do you hug me too? My father and mother did not come."

Yang Xiao smiled and put Lan Xin in his arms.

At this time, the little friends of the company came over, Chen Shiyun, Nan Zhaoyu, Yang Qiqi, and the mother of Wu Yi and Chen Shiyun.

"Hey, Xiner, don't you feel bad, right?" Yang Xiaoqi whispered.

"Yes, you have been working very hard, and Auntie is in the eyes, very good!" Wu Hao slaps his hands and smiles.

"I am not very upset!" Lan Xin in the arms of Yang Lan, rushed to Yang Qiqi for a face, a few children giggled.

However, these seem to have no effect on the embarrassment. The little girl buried her face in her father's arms and didn't want others to see what she was missing.

It may be that the father and the daughter are connected with each other's minds. Yang Lan can roughly understand her daughter's thoughts. He entrusted Lanxin to Wu Yi, and then he took a stone chair and sat down in the corner of no one.

“Is it sad?” Yang Lan put her daughter on her lap and gently pulled up her little face. She asked softly, “Well, there will always be a win or lose.”

The mouth screamed, and the tears that had been for a long time finally rolled down. She squinted and whispered in her chest: "But, I want to win."

"Dad knows that you want to win, and Dad wants you to win. This is a very positive idea." Yang Hao praised it a bit and then said, "But winning or losing is a common practice. When we encounter failure, we cannot use it. I am not happy, crying, but I want to be positive. I will lose if I lose this time, but next time I want to win back, do you say it?"

He nodded, but still shed tears, tears and tears, this big cat looked distressed.

"Don't rub your eyes with your hands." Yang Lan grabbed the little girl's hand and pulled out the wet wipes for children. These were usually kept on the body and wiped her.

The little girl pouted, the pear blossomed with rain, and she could see her sadness and grievances. However, Dad wiped her tears, and the little girl was very useful. Gradually, the chest that had been undulating because of sobbing subsided a lot.

Yang Lan said softly. "Although I lost today, my father still wants to praise you. Do you want to hear my father's praise?"

"Thinking..." He pulled his father's hand, and the little head was attached to it. Then the little girl moved her little ass, so that she could squeeze into her father's arms and find a complete dependence.

The fifth chapter is to be late, ask for the monthly ticket, Xiao Han wants to rush to the top ten.