House Dad’s Literary Life

Lu Weisha’s father said well, the child’s childhood should not be only toys, televisions, but also the accompanying books with texts and illustrations. Yang Lan also wants to cultivate her interest in reading. Therefore, after eating dinner this evening, Yang Lan took out her children to buy children's books.

Because Murphy was at home, Yang Lan was not at ease. He did not take the trip to the Haihong Children's Shopping Center in the coastal area. Instead, he chose a shopping mall nearby. There is a largest bookstore in Tingshan District. Naturally, there will be children's books. Partition.

"Hey, can I go down by myself?" Yang Hao picked up the little girl for a while, and she felt that she was not enough to go shopping in her father's arms, and struggled to get down.

"Then you can't run around. It's all adults. If you don't pay attention, you will knock you down." Yang Hao had to put down the cockroach and groan in his mouth. As the prostitute grows up day by day, there are good and bad, and now she is no longer obsessed with her father's arms.

However, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it. It seems that it is gradually not so skinny. After listening to her father’s “frightening”, she really did not run around. She also put her little hand in the big hand of Dad. .

"Hey, I want you to pull me." I don't know what I am enjoying. I smiled and said to my father, and the sweet voice still has a strong dependence on Dad.

Yang Lan held the small hand with a knitted glove and looked at the little girl's beautiful smile. The mood suddenly became cheerful.

They came to the children's book area of ​​the bookstore, a dazzling array of books, and a colorful pattern on the cover, which suddenly made the eyes look good. The little girl left to look at it, right to see, and forgot to move.

"Hey, come see, what is this?" Yang Lan saw some familiar faces in the best-selling book area, and laughed happily, and picked up his eyebrows and said.

The little girl is still in a state of distraction with extreme distraction. She looks at other beautiful patterns and moves to her father's side.

This little confused, giving people the feeling is like no defense, I am afraid who saw it, can't help but want to take her away.

"What do you think of this?" Yang Xiao smiled and took a fairy tale book from the shelf and shook it.

"What is it?" Big eyes looked at Dad with confusion.

"Look at this, do you recognize the word above?" Yang Lan pointed to the title of the book and said to him.

I finally went back to God and concentrated on the cover. Immediately, the little girl raised her head in surprise. The little hand with gloves still said the word "曦曦" and said to her father: "Hey, this is my name."

But soon, the little girl had self-doubt again: "No, my name is Yang Lan."

"These two words are oh!" Yang Xiao smiled.

"It’s my name too!" He finally made the final judgment. He looked up at Dad with some surprises. It seemed that it was her turn to tell her own discovery. "Oh, this is my name!"

"Yes! Because this is the book that Dad wrote to you. Do you see the picture above, is it familiar?" Yang Xiao smiled and pointed to the cartoon character interspersed on the cover.

"This is Binocchio, this is Sid, this is an elephant, a long-haired elephant..." This time, the little girl finally recognized it, she said happily.

"Yeah, this is the story that Dad told you, the collection of stories. This book is called "The Bedtime Story 2", and then there is "The Story of Bedtime", the first one. There is also "Journey to the West"..." Yang Lan took a few books and said to him.

"A lot of books!" The little girl looked at her father with a smile, she couldn't understand the meaning of these, but she was still very happy.

"Lu Weisha's father said that when he returns to Sweden on vacation, he will come back to show you the story book of their country." Yang Yan said with a smile. "So we also bought some story books written by Dad, and gave them in a few days. Lu Weisha, okay?"

There is a problem. These storybooks sent by Yang Lan are all in Chinese. Lu Weisha and her father must not understand, can only be given as a cultural gift to the other party.

Of course, Yang Lan was inspired by the "Prison Break" copyright sold abroad, and personally translated his own works, the most important one is "The bedtime story of You", but the main purpose is to give those who are in the country. Film and television manufacturers have seen it, so it has not been listed for sale yet.

It is also convenient to make a physical book. Yang Lan asked Lu Benjie to arrange it. After these fairy tale books are released for sale in the country, he can also send two more copies to Lu Weisha. Of course, this may have to wait for a long time.

However, Yang Lan still tends to send Chinese books. After all, the other party is also a native language book for others. Lu Weisha can't understand, but can learn some Chinese slowly!

"Okay! Hey, is this a gift?" I didn't think so much, the little girl smiled happily and asked the question.

"Yes, Lu Weisha's father gave us a gift, and we have to send some gifts to them." Yang Lan said with a slight smile.

Lost a few books in the shopping basket, Yang Lan still did the business, looking for a children's book that he or Murphy could read along with him before going to bed at night.

However, after finishing the best-selling bookcase, Yang Lan frowned slightly.

The book here is not very suitable for watching. It is not about the story. Yang Lan has not read the story carefully, but they are almost like the stories they wrote, preferring to use words to narrative.

The densely printed small print, the gorgeous word, is obviously not a book that can be understood at this age. If you really want to see it, at least you have to wait until you are eight or nine years old. You can have more literacy.

After turning a few counters, finally, Yang Lan found a counter with the same book as the comics. What's more interesting is that there are also a lot of children who come to the mall with their parents and daddy to read the book in a relish.

There are big and small, small six or seven years old, the appearance of primary school students, the big ones are also in their early ten years, one by one holding a small book, or standing in front of the bookcase, or sitting cross-legged on the ground, or half-necked in the buttocks Sitting on the edge of the bookcase, looking very invested, Yang Lan walked by them with a donkey, and they did not lift their heads.

I curiously looked at these little brothers and sisters, and there was a longing for them in my eyes. I don’t know if she thought it would be interesting to read a book, or simply a herd mentality, but this kind of atmosphere really made the little girl want to follow They are eager to read.

However, compared to other bookcases, the bookcase was a little crowded in front of it, and the little girl carefully followed her father, step by step, and was afraid to step on someone else.

"Which one do you want to see?" Yang Lan put the shopping basket on the heights, just looking for two books to turn up, and asked casually.

In this environment, I couldn't help but stick to my father. After hearing my father's question, she raised her small head and looked at her father with some confusion.

"I don't know..." the little girl whispered.

Such a small voice, she is also afraid of disturbing those little brothers and sisters who read books seriously, it seems that reading is really a very sacred thing.