House Dad’s Literary Life

"You are doing very well today, and it is manifested in three aspects." Yang Lan shook three fingers in front of her daughter.

With a small mouth, grabbed Dad's hand and pressed down the next two, leaving only one middle finger.

Yang Lan looked straight at his fingers, and some of them were crying and laughing, but pretending to say nothing: "First, when Dad gives you tactics, you listen very carefully and then learn very fast."

"I learned faster than Xiner." The little girl whispered, her mood has not recovered.

"Yes!" Yang Lan saw that he had turned his second finger. Although the **** and the ring finger were standing side by side, they were somewhat unsuitable, but they seemed to be more pleasing than the vertical middle finger.

He went on to say: "The second one is very good. When Dad can't call you a beat, Dad didn't think that you stood up bravely, shouting beats to Xiner, and then neatly neatly with a small team. Move forward."

"Hey, let me call you!" The little girl seemed to be in a better mood, and she shyly shy in her father's arms.

"Yeah, but Dad didn't think you could finish it. It was really a surprise." Yang licked her daughter's small head and helped her untied the ponytail. The spread of the hair was like a black waterfall.

At this time, the ink-year-old who had already hosted the last cooperative competition, couldn’t worry about the granddaughter who had just gotten wrong. The flag was forgotten to get it back. He found it.

However, the ink crane year saw Yang Lan holding his back and sitting on the back, unable to stop, and looked at the father and daughter thoughtfully.

"There is the last one?" He turned his father's third finger, and finally he had a little strength in his voice.

"The last one, Dad wants to praise the spirit of fighting between you and Xiner." Yang Yan said with a smile. "Do you see it? In addition to the team that won, there is another team. They are very confused. They fall down halfway." Abstained, but you and Xiner are great!"

Unconsciously, Yang Lan was also contaminated by a certain Taiwanese chamber by Murphy. He said: "Although it is backward, it has been trying to catch up with the last."

I smiled a little embarrassed.

"Do you know?" Yang Lan said, tidying his hair and letting it not knot, and softly said, "The spirit of fighting and not admitting defeat is more precious than your victory."

"Why?" he asked in confusion.

"Because I lost this time, but you dare to fight hard, work hard, next time, it is possible to win!" Yang Lan incarnate for the chicken soup master, said, "But if you win now, you don't know If you have defects, you will not work hard, and you may lose the next time."

I didn't know how to nod. I don't know if she can understand it, but Yang Lan knows she can understand this. Now, the little girl doesn't cry, nor does she have the sadness that she didn't want others to see.

Yang Wei smiled slightly and took the little girl down. He also stood up and said, "Well, if there is nothing, then go play with your friends? I heard that today’s fun games, and What shooting game, Chen Shiyun is going to the competition, do you want to cheer her up?"

"Hey, let's go together." Although he came back with enthusiasm, but after all, he just cried, sticking to his father, and walking forward, while holding his father's hand, said.

"Good!" Yang Lan is naturally a hundred willing.

However, turned around, Yang Lan saw the year of the ink crane standing in care.

In the year of the year, the ink cranes put away the complicated expression just now, and they squinted and said to Yang Lan: "Don’t you cry?"

"Well, don't cry, you are very strong!" Yang Hao shook his hand and shook hands, smiling.

"Do not cry, just a small game, lose, lose, no big deal!" Mo Henian's attitude towards life is still a bit different.

I felt that I was crying, I was a little embarrassed. She pulled her father's big hand and covered her eyes. Then she screamed with a small mouth and said, "Don't say it, don't say it!"

Yang Lan laughed: "Good, don't say."

"Hey, come over!" Mo Henian called out.

I put down my father's hand and looked at my grandfather with some doubts.

In the year of the year, Mohe year shook his small flag and smiled. He said, "Come, Grandpa rewards you with a flag in order to reward you for completing the game."

"Really?" The little girl happily let go of her father's hand and ran to the grandfather to pick up the small flag.

"Hey, I like to play this." He shook the small flag and played happily. It seems that the lively and lovely little girl is back!

Yang Lan looked at this scene, and some were not convinced. My heart secretly said: "Really, this flag is not your own!"

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The afternoon games ended in a laughter, and the sports events organized by Chuntian Kindergarten were quite interesting. In addition to the aforementioned ones, there were other paper towel contests, throwing table tennis matches, etc., and Yang Hao was forced. I participated in the paper towel contest and enjoyed it.

After returning home, he told her mother about the gains and losses of today's game, and told her mother honestly that she cried after losing the game.

"Crying is normal, and Ma Ma does not blame. On the contrary, he has not spared time to go to see the game of the cricket and cheer for it." Murphy said with some self-blame.

After dinner, when Murphy and Yang Lan were washing dishes together in the kitchen, they told him what Jie Jie had said to her today.

"I know, I will deal with this matter, don't worry." Yang Lan nodded thoughtfully, he did not have too much explanation, and Murphy did not ask.

If it is a sly, such a young and beautiful girl, Murphy may also pay special attention to the details of their understanding, but even if Jie Jie ... ... men's complex relationship, Murphy is not interested at all.

Yang Yan had been grinding for a long time, and sent a text message to Jie Jie, asking him to find a way to help him to "Mouth Teacher", which is the contact information of Niu Meiling and the number one suspect in Yan Jie's eyes.

The acting is about to play a full set, and Yang Lan puts out the gesture of finding a "mouth teacher".

Although he did not explicitly say that he would forgive Yan Jie, but Yang Lan gave a signal of easing, this young master is still reliable, Yang Lan does not want him to continue to sneak into others, and it is not good to make him nervous!

As for the "teacher", although he sneaked Murphy and his own photos, in some respects, he can be said to be the source of all troubles, but Yang Lan does not want to be like him.

Although "Mouth Teacher" tracks sneak shots for money, he is a principled person. If the information is sold, he will not give it to a second person.

Yang Lan likes people with principles. Moreover, he knows that sometimes killing and killing does not necessarily solve the problem. Since this "spoken teacher" has caused trouble for himself, then Yang Lan intends to compile him.

Yang Lan will not personally come forward, but intends to sign a contract with "Mouth Teacher" through the post-microwave technology behind the micro-casting, like other contracted self-media people, bind them to their chariots.

This is the main meaning of Yang Wei's micro-casting. He hopes to use this platform to gather more people to help Murphy to promote the promotion. Of course, it is a positive propaganda.

With micro-broadcasting this big killer, Yang Lan believes that Murphy will not have to work hard to run the notice and do business.

However, this "mouth teacher" now gives Yang Lan another way of thinking.

Is he not a paparazzi hunter? Give him a chance to support him as the first Chinese paparazzi. Of course, in exchange, this teacher must use his influence and the relationship between the paparazzi to reduce reports and hype about himself and Murphy and his family.

Even if there are some things that "mouth teacher" can't make it, then there is an early ventilation, and you can't let Yang Hao be too passive.