There is Room For the Poor Daughter

Governing Xiliang is not a matter of one or two days, and Xiao Yeyang did not rush to go to Liangdu, but rested at home for half a month, so that he could accompany his wife and son.

After a period of time together, Little Fatty became familiar with Xiao Yeyang again. When he woke up in the morning, he would find Xiao Yeyang to play with him.

After Daohua ordered the move, in addition to staring at some important things, she also spent more time with her father and son.

"Xiao Yeyang, I want to make some drawing cards for Daozi, and teach him to recognize all kinds of flowers, grasses, and animals that he will encounter in life. Would you like to draw?"

Xiao Yeyang agreed immediately: "Okay!"

He missed his son's first birthday, so he should compensate his son for a birthday gift.

Thinking of his son's birthday banquet, Xiao Yeyang hurriedly asked, "By the way, what did my son catch when he arrested Zhou?"

Daohua smiled suddenly: "Your son is greedy. He grabbed all the things that Zhou Shi put together, and then put his whole body on it, indicating that the things belonged to him."

Xiao Yeyang imagined the scene at that time, and suddenly laughed: "That means our son is an all-rounder."

Although Daohua didn't really believe this, she was quite happy with a good implication.

Xiao Yeyang did what he said, and immediately picked up the pen to draw various cards for his son.

"Daddy is drawing cards for Daozi, is Daozi happy?"

Daohua sat and watched while holding the rice, pointing to the flowers in the vase to teach his son to recognize it, and then teaching his son to call his father and mother.

"Xiao Yeyang, who do you think our son will call first when he speaks?"

Xiao Yeyang said with a smile: "Then there is no need to say, I must call you first, aren't most children the first to be called mother?"

Daohua immediately smiled and narrowed her eyes. If she had left the child before, she would definitely disdain whether the child should be called father or mother first, but when it was her turn, she still couldn't avoid the custom.

"Daozi, would you like to come and listen to the mother?"

Daozi was watching Xiao Yeyang's painting curiously, ignoring Daohua at all, his two dancing arms were about to move, and he seemed to want to try.

When Xiao Yeyang saw it, he had an idea: "Daozi, my name is Dad, and Dad will teach you how to draw."

Little Fatty didn't understand, looked at Xiao Yeyang ignorantly, and stretched out his hands towards the paint constantly, jumping and jumping, and babbled in his mouth.

Xiao Yeyang was interested, shook the paintbrush in his hand, and dipped a little paint: "My name is Dad."

When Daohua saw it, she also taught from the side: "Daozi, my name is Daddy, Daddy~"

Daozi looked at Xiao Yeyang, then at Daohua, and pouted.

Usually, as long as he babbles a few times, he can meet the requirements, but today he is tired of jumping, and he has not touched those colorful things.

Daohua rubbed her son's head with a smile: "Call Dad, and call Dad to play."

Henry Zhang also raised a picture of a parrot that Yang had just drawn.

There is a parrot hanging under the roof of the main courtyard, and Daohua will take her son to take a look every day.

Seeing the parrot card, Daozi immediately babbled and pointed to the door.

Before the ink was dry, Xiao Yeyang put the card aside and drew the next one.

Daohua nodded, stood up, and was about to take his son to Gujian's yard to check in.

Now the old man has to see the little chubby every day, otherwise, he has no appetite for eating.

Daozi seemed to realize that his mother was going to take him away, but he hadn't seen enough, and he was suddenly unhappy and shouted in protest.

Daohua comforted her softly, and continued to walk out with her son in her arms.

"father!"

When Daohua was about to reach the door, Daozi shouted, so shocked that both Daohua and Xiao Yeyang were stunned.

Xiao Yeyang regained his senses, walked over in three steps and two steps, hugged his son in his arms, and said with ecstasy: "Son, call me Daddy again."

It's a pity that Daozi felt that he was safe and would not be taken away by his mother. He didn't give face to his father at all, and just kept thrashing in the direction of the table.

At this time, Daohua also recovered from the surprise, looked at her son with a smile, and pointed at the desk: "Daozi, I'll call you Dad again, and I'll take you over to play. Come, follow my mother, call me Dad, Dad~"

Daozi was a little reluctant and pouted, seeing that Xiao Yeyang didn't move, he called out weakly, "Dad!"

Daohua saw that her son could really speak, and hurriedly said: "Daozi, my name is mother, mother~"

Daohua was very disrespectful, turned her head, and lay directly on Xiao Yeyang's shoulder.

When Daohua saw it, she was angry and funny, and patted his butt: "You little conscience, I won't sleep with you at night."

Speaking of this, Daohua's eyes flashed, she knew how to get her son to speak.

In the evening, after washing up, Xiao Yeyang and Xiao Pangdun lay on the bed early, while Daohua sat on the collapsed and sorted things in a hurry.

Daozi couldn't wait for her mother for a long time. From time to time, she looked up at Daohua and babbled to her.

Seeing Daohua, she just smiled at her son and continued to organize things.

Daozi couldn't, so he had to continue playing with Xiao Yeyang on the bed with toys. After a while, he was sleepy. Seeing that Daohua hadn't gone to bed yet, he started babbling to Daohua again.

At this time, Daohua said: "Daozi, call me mother, call me mother, and mother will go to sleep with you."

Daozi tilted his head, his eyes blinked, as if he didn't understand Daohua's words.

Xiao Yeyang was attracted by his son, and smiled at Daohua: "My son is still young, so don't be in a hurry to teach him how to speak."

Daohua: "Daozi is one year old, it's time to learn how to speak." After speaking, she looked at her son with a smile, "Daozi, my name is mother, mother~"

Daozi's request was not satisfied, he pouted his mouth, and pushed Xiao Yeyang with his hand, as if he wanted to call him Daohua.

Xiao Yeyang smiled and taught: "Son, call me mother, your mother will come to accompany us, call mother."

Daozi looked at Daohua and reluctantly said, "Wolf~"

When Daohua heard it, she immediately put down the things in her hand, trotted to the bed, hugged her son and kissed: "Call me again mother."

Daozi likes her mother's intimacy, and feels her mother's happiness, and calls out again: "Wolf~"

Although the mother called a wolf, Daohua was still very happy: "Daozi, cry again."

Unfortunately, Daozi didn't buy it. After seeing his mother coming, he crawled to the place where he was sleeping with his hands and feet and lay down, and then yawned.

Xiao Yeyang said with a smile: "Okay, my son wants to sleep, come up quickly."

Daohua quickly took off her shoes, and as soon as she lay down, her son's limp body came over.

Daozi rubbed the rice flower, smelled the familiar smell on her mother, and fell asleep.

The next day, Guo Ruomei came to the main courtyard after breakfast. As soon as she entered the door, she asked, "I heard that Daozi will be called father and mother?"

Daohua smiled and said, "It's not very clear."

Guo Ruomei didn't care much and said, "The child is still young, just learn it a few more times." After saying that, she hugged the little chubby dimple from Xiao Yeyang's hand, and then coaxed with a smile, "Daozi, call grandma, listen to me. ."

Daozi looked at Guo Ruomei, thinking that she was playing with him, and immediately laughed, but she didn't open her mouth.