House Dad’s Literary Life

Buns, this little milk dog is a little afraid of water. It was picked up by Yang Lan from underarms and faced with a shameful posture. The **** eyes were turning and looking at the "terrible" water flow. Panicked on the back legs.

It is a pity that the little short legs are not enough, and they can only play the effect of selling Meng, and make the front **** giggling.

Yang Lan is actually the first time to bathe the dog. This position always feels bad. He squats around and takes a pot of water to flush the toilet.

During this period, he changed his belly to the abdomen with his left hand. The little guy was too small. Yang Hao easily grasped it with a big hand. Although it wanted to escape, this magic palm was so easy to turn over. Past?

"Oh..." The buns are even weak, not as loud and powerful as their mother, but it sounds pathetic.

"Hey, hey, the buns are called! It will be called!" It was the same as discovering the New World, and said happily to Dad.

Yang Lan warmed the washbasin with warm water and put the buns inside. The little guy just landed on the ground and wanted to "break away". However, the big devil has held it down!

"Hey, give me the nozzle!" Yang Yan stretched out and said.

"I have to bathe the buns." The little girl grabbed the sprinkler and refused to give it to her father, and said with a small mouth.

"Well, let's come together." Yang Hao had to let the station come over, the little girl took the sprinkler, and Yang Lan grabbed her hand, controlled the amount and angle of the water, and sprayed it on the back of the steamed buns.

The water temperature is right, although the buns have been simmering for a while, but it has found that there is no terrible time, no more struggles. Unlike cats, dogs are not afraid of water, not afraid of taking a bath! I want to run away before the buns, is it estimated that I have never tried it?

It also curiously stretched out the small tongue and licked the water flowing from it in the basin.

After the whole body of the steamed buns, Yang Lan turned off the sprinkler and let the cockroaches get to one side. Then he took the shampoo and squeezed it out and wiped it on the buns.

The little milk dog still wants to turn it over, but Yang Lan gently touches his head while holding it, soothing its emotions.

"Bubble!" whispered as he watched.

"Yeah, bubble, so that you can wash it." Yang Lan said to the daughter while bathing the buns.

Washing the body is still relatively simple, washing your face is more difficult, Yang Lan can only wash his head as much as possible, then the face is holding the nozzle with his hand, picking up the water, to give it a face, but also carefully avoid it Eyes, nose and ears.

Despite this, when you wash your face, the buns are still struggling. It may be that the water is stained on its nose or eyes, which is a bit uncomfortable.

While watching the light in a hurry, she couldn't stand, walked and walked down, and walked down next to her father, whispering to the buns: "Buns, don't be afraid, take a shower! Soon! ”

"It’s Dad who bathes it, not a dad’s bath!” Yang Lan said as he tossed and smiled.

Although it was a little troublesome, I finally washed it. After Yang Xiao washed away the dirty water and foam on the buns, I quickly took a clean big towel, wrapped it and wiped it again.

The next step is to blow dry the hair. Although it is a soil dog, the resistance of the small milk dog is still weak. Yang Lan carefully blows all the hair and has a small tail.

In this process, the buns are not struggling, but they also enjoy the eyes.

"Hey, look, it likes us to blow dry hair to it. Do you look at its expression, is it very proud?" Yang Xiao smiled and gestured.

"Hey, I also like to blow my hair. My hair is very long and I can blow it up." He swayed his hand in exaggeration and swayed and laughed with Dad.

Almost blown, Yang Lan took the steamed buns to the side and used the washbasin and the old quilt and the old pillow to temporarily make a puppies nest. He immediately came over and played with the little one.

"Hey, look, I like to touch the buns, very comfortable!" He touched the hair on the buns, and some said with joy, she felt that the steamed buns after the shower were softer than the afternoon.

The hair on this small dog is not long or short, but it is really soft, and the little girl feels a little touched.

"Dad gives you a task. You look at the buns upstairs and don't let it run out of this room, okay?" Yang said.

The room was clean, Yang Lan dragged across the floor, but the outside of the room was dirty.

"Okay!" Nodded and nodded.

Yang Yu went downstairs to the kitchen, first went to the kitchen to get the eggs cooked by Murphy and Zheng Shuyi, and a bowl of boiled, cool porridge, then went to the back of the tool room, brought a clean, useless Big bamboo basket - this is generally used to cover chickens.

Back upstairs, the buns have climbed out of its kennel and squatted in the room. Yang Lan saw that it was also very adaptable to the new environment, and was very happy to jump around at the feet of the beggars, chasing the laces.

The little girl was turned around by her. When she saw Dad coming up, she stunned and rushed into her father’s arms and giggled. "Hey, the buns are really fun. It likes to bite my shoes here."

"Are you hungry?" Yang Lan patted the little girl's **** and smiled. He took a small bench and sat down to start peeling the eggs.

"I am hungry, hey, but I don't want to eat eggs." 曦曦 Depends on Dad's body, the little girl still has a dizzy.

"Who said that it was for you to eat?" Yang Hao laughed. He opened the peeled egg, took out the egg yolk inside, and then crushed it, mixed it with the boiled porridge, and then gestured to the cockroach. Said, "This is for buns."

Yang Lan put the bowl down in front of the steamed buns. I don't know if it is hungry. The little dog is very clever. When I smell it, I start to eat it.

"It ate yeah!" I saw it, forgot to pursue my father who didn't bring food to myself, and happily squatted to the side and watched the buns to eat.

The buns eat very deliciously, and they are not picky at all. Yang Lan thinks of the three little masters in the family. In contrast, the score is high.

However, the little guy can't eat too much. After eating most of the bowl, he won't eat it.

Yang Lan hugged the buns into its temporary nest, and then covered it with the bamboo basket that had just been brought up. This bamboo basket was full of holes and was breathable, and with the strength of the little milk dog, it could not be pushed.

"Hey, why are you keeping the buns closed?" I asked, wondering, "I want to play with the buns!"

Yang Xiao smiled and said: "Because Dad wants to take you to take a bath! After we bathe the steamed buns, the body is also very dirty. I have to wash it before I can go down to eat! Hurry up, you can make meals with Ma Ma and Xiao Yan. Now, we can't let grandparents and grandparents wait for us for too long!"

"That's okay..." The little girl is still very obedient. Of course, it may be because she is really hungry. She reluctantly looks at the little milk dog that squats on the bamboo basket.

"Let's go, let's play with it and play with it again." Yang Lan took the change of clothes, said Achilles.

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In the evening, after dinner, Mo Henian and Yang Chonggui looked at each other and said to Yang Lan and Murphy: "This afternoon, Lao Yang, I counted the days with me, counted, four in April. The 12th of the month is best for weddings, and my visa can't stay too long. This is the best day."

"So, we decided to set the big day on this day, what do you think?" Mo Henian asked.

Yang Chonggui originally planned to make a direct decision by several of his parents, but Mo Henian still persuaded him to say that he would like to ask for the opinions of young people.

“So fast?” Yang Lan and Murphy were a little surprised.

It is April 3, and there are nine days left and two more days a week to prepare. Can you catch up?