House Dad’s Literary Life

The children played in the villa, and Yang Lan wore a straw hat and supported the ladder. He accompanied the year of the crane to pruning branches and flowers in the yard. I have to say that the weather is really hot today. Although Yang Lan and the old man are wearing loose hats, but with the big sun, the backs of both of them are soaked.

"Dad, do you want to take a break? Let me help you cut it!" Yang Lan stood on the lawn, holding the ladder and said with a smile.

"No, you are young and young, you haven't done heavy work..." Mo Henian gasped a few times.

Yang Lan listened to only smile, not dare to talk back.

Laozhang’s temper is a bit stubborn. In fact, there are special gardening workers in the villa area. Every week, they will come over to trim the flowers and plants. However, the frequency of this kind of tree trimming is not so high. Generally, the car is driven once in a month or two!

Of course, if you like, you can always come over and help you organize the gardening at any time.

However, the ink country farmer of the Year of the Year, used to be self-sufficient, used to work with other cowboys, and rolled up his sleeves to do it himself.

It has to be mentioned here that although the ink crane year and Yang Chonggui are more stubborn and do not like to spend extravagance in life, they still have a little difference. The ink crane year loves to go to the details, while Yang Chonggui, although a rural old man, but his There is still a proud young master in the bones!

The same is the kind of gardening work. If Yang Lan proposes that the whole family will mobilize their sleeves together and get them done, the two fathers may work hard, but as before, if Yang Lan is proposing to let the workers work, the ink crane The annual meeting is suspected of this. Anyway, I feel that others are not doing well, and Yang Chonggui estimates that he will nod his head and walk away with his hands. The posture of the big family master will be inadvertently revealed at this time.

Of course, this is a bit far away, and Yang Lan still has to find a way to convince the old man.

"Dad, I am also out of the countryside. If you don't, you should take a break and drink a cup of tea in the shade next to the tree. See how I am doing? You have experience, pointing me around, isn't it better? ?" Yang said with a smile.

After the ink crane year listened to a pondering, this idea is really good, teach this kid, or wait for him to go back to the country, who will work? Moreover, by the way, you can also grind the temper of this kid.

Hey, what happened to the billionaires? Still not my son-in-law?

So, the year of the ink crane came down. He drank a few teas under the awning shed next to him, and he couldn’t help himself. He came over and helped Yang Lan to hold the ladder, pointing to Yang Lan, while he had a ride with Yang Hao. Chatting with the sky.

"Hey, it’s too small, I won’t say it. How do you plan to arrange your education?" Mo Henian asked. "The domestic development has been good these years, but to say education, I always feel that it is a little worse. In these years, there are few relatives in Baobei who have come to understand me and said that they should send their children abroad. If you intend to send her abroad to study, I can also contact you for a good school. In these years, help the family. The people help, and know which schools are good and which ones are not good..."

Although Yang Lan does not think that foreign countries are good, but the father is indeed a good intention, so he took a moment to smile, and replied with a smile: "Dad, she is now studying in the country, in fact, very happy, you Seeing so many of her friends, let her change to the rice country at once, it is estimated that she will not adapt, can not bear these good friends. In addition, we also arrange for her to be the best private school in the country, teaching resources and Not bad, so I think, if you want to broaden your gaze for the purpose, let her finish the basic education in the country, and later study, and then go abroad to consider it!"

The ink crane year was not very concerned. He nodded slightly and agreed to Yang Lan’s arrangement.

"Children really need more communication. The children on our farms often go to the town with the children in the town. This is better than the children who are bored at home all the time in the city. You see In the country of rice, there is so much autism." Mo Henian said and said, he felt it.

I don’t know whether it’s sweating or sentimental. He gently wiped his eyes and said: “Before I was abroad, Murphy also said that she was worried that she didn’t have a father. She didn’t dare to play with other children, afraid she was autistic, now I saw that she had so many friends coming to the house to find her to play, and I was very happy, I was relieved."

Although the old man did not criticize Yang Lan, but in this case, it still revealed this resentment faintly. In the past two years, it has faded a lot, but when I think of it, Mo Henian is still not happy.

Yang Lan was silent and said softly: "Dad, you can rest assured that we are now heading in the right direction. Now it is very good. In the days to come, it must be better."

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The autistic girl worried by her grandfather is now surrounded by a group of friends.

"Hey, hey, I have to take a photo with the giant panda!" Nan Zhaoyu, who is wearing a cowboy hat, screams and walks with her card camera, and eagerly puts it on A large panda doll at the bedside.

Lan Xin, who was carrying a stack of bookshelves, saw it. She immediately yelled: "No, no, this is what I will shoot later. I have to take a cowboy photo with the giant panda!"

"Well, you take pictures with the giant panda, I am looking for something else." Nan Zhaoyu, a Buddhist boy, had to pout and change his target.

It was very enthusiastic to help him find a doll. In her super-large bedroom, the most important thing is the variety of dolls.

"Zhao Yu, how about this? I once bought it with me, 18 dolls of the little monk!" He took out eighteen dolls of the size of the palm from the cupboard with great enthusiasm, with Nan Zhao. Yu shook.

Don't look at these eighteen Arhats. The monks don't look good. In fact, they come from a very hot domestic cartoon. Every little monk has made a cartoon image, very cute, and very popular with children.

In order to buy these 18 little dolls, but after grinding with my father for a long time, let Dad agree to use a small amount of gold coins to change the whole set of dolls.

"Yes! Hey, you can help me!" Nan Zhaoyu really liked it. He stood at the desk with great interest, his hands in his pockets and his shape.

At this time, Lan Xin finally turned out a can of nut snacks that he had put on the shelves for the first two days. There were almonds, cashews, and peeled macadamia nuts. The taste was very good.

Lan Xin worried that she would take her home. Mom and Dad didn't give her food. She was hiding here. However, she was very generous with her good friends, and she was so big, Lan Xin felt that she would give it to everyone. Nothing. So, after the little girl took it out, she was just like her own home, and she greeted the little friends to eat.

"Xin Er, you can help me take a little, I want to take pictures!" Nan Zhaoyu looked at everyone to eat and praise, but also a little embarrassed, and quickly cried.

"Come here!" Lan Xin grabbed a few cashews and ran around. She glanced at Nan Zhaoyu's standing position with her pockets and said warmly. "Come, you open your mouth, I give you eat!"

Nan Zhaoyu opened his mouth, and Lan Xin directly put the cashew nuts in his hand to the mouth of Nan Zhaoyu. Suddenly, Nan Zhaoyu had only a squeaky voice, and his mouth was bulging, and he could not speak.

He was busy with the little monk. She looked up and saw this scene. She couldn’t help but giggled and said, "Zhao Yu, you can’t take pictures like this! It’s too ugly!”

Nan Zhaoyu still can't talk, can only chew hard and look embarrassed.

At this time, Lu Xiaoyu swayed and came to the dressing table in this large bedroom near the bathroom.

“Hey, hey, what is this?” Lu Xiaoyu screamed in surprise, and she found a set of makeup tools she had seen in the room she had not seen before in the dressing table.