House Dad’s Literary Life

(小寒 front row tips: I suggest you listen to the song to see this chapter.)

Time flies, and the blink of an eye is on April 11th. There is only one day left before the wedding of Yang Lan and Murphy. Because some of them have to be formalized, the Murphy family has moved out of Yang Lan’s house since yesterday and has lived in a hotel in the county seat.

According to the rules of the Chinese wedding ceremony, before the picking up, Yang Lan could not see the bride.

But in the evening, I lived with my mother and called to say that I was a father. Just in the county town, Yang Lan, who was welcoming her friend in the county, also missed Murphy in her heart. She took this excuse and came to the hotel where Murphy lived.

In the middle, the friends and relatives of the Murphy family, Mo Xiaojuan and several sisters met, and they also confessed that Yang Lan did not follow the rules, but they could take the thick face of Yang Lan, no way, smiled and sent Yang Yu into Murphy. s room.

"Hey!" He opened the door to Yang Lan. The little girl knew that Dad had come. Because Yang Lan went downstairs, she called again. No, not waiting for her mother, she ran over with joy, and opened her door to her father on tiptoe. When she saw her father, she cried happily and asked her father to pick herself up.

I have already showered, I am wearing my pajamas. When I finish reading my most missed father, I have to go to bed early, and I will get up early tomorrow!

"Hey, I want to sleep with you tonight." The little girl didn't see her father for a day, but she could stick to her father's neck and couldn't bear to let go.

"Not tonight, my father will return to the country tonight, I will come over to pick up my mother and you tomorrow!" Yang Hao pinched the small mouth of the little girl and laughed.

"Then can I go back with you?" he asked.

"How can I? Don't you want a mother? Mom live alone here, it will be very lonely." Yang said softly, "Mom must live here tonight, because this is the wedding request!"

Thinking about it with a small head, a little wronged, but still very cleverly said: "Well, I can accompany Ma Ma, but I want you to hold me for a while."

"Well, hold you for a while." Yang Lan took a little effort and hugged her on her chest, then kissed her little head with her side face and shook it.

Murphy came out of the bathroom. She had just showered. She had just heard the movement of Yang Lan. Now she can see Yang Yan and her daughter sticking and can't help but smile.

"Have you got them from Big Brother?" Murphy asked softly as he rubbed his hair.

"Well, I have arranged for them." Yang Lan nodded. "What about you? Are the relatives coming from the family all arrived?"

Murphy’s parents still have some relatives coming to attend her wedding, from the port city to the island, and they are far away, which is not easy.

"In fact, I don't have to worry about it, Xiao Juan has helped to receive it." Murphy was a little embarrassed and nodded.

At this time, he suddenly raised his head from his father's arms and said like the little man: "Okay! I am holding enough with you, hey, you are going to hold it!"

She thought that her mother was like her, and she really wanted her father! Of course, I didn't miss it, but my mother didn't have her so much.

This innocent discourse made Yang Lan and Murphy squint and smiled at each other.

Although it was a hotel room, but because of a sum of money, the room was also marked with a red plaque, the atmosphere was very warm. More importantly, at this moment, a family of three gathered together, smiling happily, and very homely.

He was very serious. She came down from her father's arms, then stood on the big bed and pushed her father to go to her mother. She said, "Ma Ma, I will give you the cockroach!"

Murphy couldn’t help but laugh. She deliberately shouted: “What do you want to give me to me? Yang Lan is my husband!”

I felt that my mother was very interesting. The little girl rolled up on the bed and laughed with a quilt.

However, Yang Lan really wants Murphy very much. Looking at Murphy, who has white lips and red lips after showering, Yang Lan’s heart is filled with thousands of tender feelings. He picks up a comb from the dressing table and gently Said: "Let me come!"

Although in front of her daughter, they are also embarrassed to really hold each other together, but combing their hair for the heart is another embodiment of warmth.

Murphy saw Yang Hao’s tenderness, and her bright eyes were full of love, nodded gently, and put down the towel in her hand.

Yang Lan took the comb, pulled up Murphy's wet hair, gently combed the hair that was gathered together by the water, and then swayed, and the moisture of the fragrance floated into the air and plunged into his nose. in.

again and again. Although it is repeated, Yang Lan does not feel boring at all. Looking at the beauty in the mirror, but the beauty in the eyes is unconcealed.

"Sing me a sing!" Murphy said suddenly, her voice was full of attachment.

"What song to sing?" asked Yang Lan.

"Tomorrow, I like it very much, I sing with you." Murphy's voice is soft and soft.

"Tomorrow will not work, that is the show we want to perform." Yang Lan shook his head, but looked at Murphy in the mirror, suddenly came up with an idea, said with a smile, "I sing a new song for you, you are not I heard that there was an idea, but now that I have inspired it, I will perfect it."

Murphy groaned, and some of them rejoiced "hmm".

Without accompaniment, you can only sing, but for the singers of Yang Lan and Murphy, the singer can sing like a singer!

I saw Yang Lan, while brewing his hair, and brewing it, gently squatting.

"I want, you are by my side, I want, I will dress for you..." (Note 1)

Murphy’s body trembled softly and looked at Yang Lan with some surprise.

Yang Lan’s singing is very special, because this accent is not the same as modern pop songs, but Murphy is still very keen to hear it. The singing of this song is very characteristic of the old era magic music!

You must know that the magical music at that time was the peak of Chinese music at that time, just like the status of Hong Kong music at the end of the last century. Many classic songs have been sung so far, and Murphy also likes it.

What makes Murphy feel happy, Yang Lan actually uses the way of singing to express their present warmth, whether it is combing hair or delicate emotions.

"The wind of this night is blowing, itching, my girl, I am in my hometown, looking at the moon..."

The lyrics and melody in the back are more beautiful. Yang Lan sings with a magnetic but very clear voice, just like a glass of the best vintage, gently shaking, the red wine is rippling, and the intoxicating fragrance is flowing.

"Give you beautiful clothes, see you on the mirror, yellow, this night is too tight, time is too long, my girl, where are you looking at the sky..."

The melody of the song, the lingering lyrics, Murphy gradually heard the idiot, but also looked mad.

From the mirror, she saw Yang Lan looking at the love and infatuation in her eyes. She heard the lingering affection from Yang Lan’s soft singing.

"It’s all blaming this night, the madness of the horror, blaming this guitar, playing too cool... Oh, I want to sing a song, silently think of you, my girl, where are you, seeing the sky..."

Late at night, Yang Lan went back, and he fell asleep, but Murphy’s ears echoed Yang Lan’s voice.

Tomorrow, she will be his bride, but she can't wait for dawn!