House Dad’s Literary Life

“Mama, I tell you! The bookstore is super multi-person, then they all sit on the floor reading, but,…I think the ground is dirty…” When I got back, Xixi couldn’t wait to tell her about herself. The knowledge in the bookstore.

Everything seems to be very novel, whether it is those strange patterns, or those little brothers and sisters who read books, for Xixi, it is worth sharing her insights with her mother.

Mo Fei listened patiently, only smiled and said: “Show it to your mother, what books have you bought?”

Now, Mo Fei, who is pregnant for nine months, is only one step away from childbirth. When she is getting bigger and bigger, she feels a little uncomfortable when she sits. Sometimes she has to walk up, but she can’t walk too long, a heavy burden. It can aggravate the soreness of the waist and legs.

Not only that, but the stomach is too big, it will lead to easy filling of the stomach, so Mo Fei can’t eat much at a time. In order to ensure adequate nutrition, she has to eat as many times as the baby.

So, when I came back, Yang Yi went to the kitchen and cooked some fresh and delicious porridge for Mo Fei.

Listening to my mother, I want to see the book I bought. The little girl is full of energy. She turns to the shoe cabinet, picks up her feet, and takes down the bag that her father put on the top.

Then she ran over and smiled happily: “Mama, look, this is the book I bought with Papa.”

Mo Fei took the book out and looked at it locally.

Xixi climbed onto the sofa, and she squatted aside, holding one hand, one hand reaching over, pointing at the book in her mother’s hand and saying, “Mama, this is the book I like to read, and then this is Papa. And these two, or my name! Papa said to give Lovisa.”

“Mama knows, these two books are the storybooks you wrote by Papa. It’s very good, but I don’t know that Lovisa can’t read Chinese.” Mo Fei couldn’t help but smile.

……

The mother and the daughter talked hotly in the living room. Yang Yi gave Mo Fei a porridge in the kitchen, but he received a call from Yang Qing.

Yang Qing’s call so late is not bad news, but Yang Yi’s long-awaited good news, Yang Chonggui finally agreed to stay in Jiangcheng for a while!

Yang Yi has always had the idea of ​​taking the second old man to the city to enjoy the happiness. However, Yang Chonggui is not willing to “out the mountain”. Even Yang Huan admitted to the university, he did not come to Yang Huan to go to school.

Although Grandfather said that he was old because he didn’t want to leave his hometown, Yang Yi actually guessed his father’s thoughts. He may be worried that he will go to the city and expose his identity and bring trouble to his family.

However, how come?

Things have been going on for decades, and it’s not like domestic safety is like a bucket of water that doesn’t leak. It’s said that the overseas of those who are enemies are estimated to die, the old ones can’t move, and they will run all over China. Find someone?

Besides, who knows that Yang Chonggui will come to Jiangcheng? Who knows a white-haired Grandfather, the great demon who was stir up trouble on the devil’s site?

But Yang Chonggui is not willing to come, Yang Yi has no way, Grandfather is not willing to come, and the mother will not come. Dong Yue’e said: “I am going to the city. Who will take care of him?”

This mill has been grinding for half a year. Finally, with the excuse that the second grandson or granddaughter is about to be born, Yang Yi finally let Yang Chonggui loose his mouth. Yang Yi also called Yang Chonggui and said, “Are you? Don’t want to hug the grandson who is about to be born?”

Yang Chonggui agreed to come, Dong Yue’e will naturally follow, but how long they can live in the city, Yang Yi is not sure.

Yang Qing called and told Yang Yi Grandfather to change the idea.

“It is estimated that the day after tomorrow will come, tomorrow I have to go to the county to buy a train ticket for my father and mother.” Yang Qing and Yang Yi said.

“No, buy four train tickets. They come by themselves, I don’t trust. Just, you can come to us with Shuyi and have a look at Huanhuan’s school.” Yang Yi said indiscriminately.

Although the early years of Yang Chonggui have a lot of experience, but the times are different, Yang Chonggui’s experience is not necessarily used in complex modern society.

Just now, when the winter is not busy, Yang Yi simply let the family come to the city to gather together.

……

In the evening, Mo Fei slept early. Yang Yi first massaged her legs and waist to ease the soreness of her body. It was also possible to relieve Mo Fei’s anxiety caused by her big stomach and fidgeting.

But Mo Fei was still a little flustered because she knew that her mother-in-law and her father-in-law were coming. When Yang Yi gave her a massage, she couldn’t help but say: “My parents are coming, we have to clean up, I saw it yesterday. It seems that the rooms are empty. It doesn’t look good. You have to add some household appliances. You have to buy clothes for your parents. Dad likes to drink tea. The tea at home is not good enough. You want to buy some. Yang Qing, they have to… …”

“Hey, I can’t help my mom now, I don’t know if Mom will blame me…” Mo Fei is as nervous as a new wife.

Yang Yi had to interrupt her and smiled and said: “Okay, they just came to play, don’t be so nervous. Besides, you are pregnant now, you are the biggest, my mom is coming, how can I let you do it? live?”

“The words are like this, but they are elders after all.” Mo Fei showed a smile.

After the massage, let Mo Fei rest himself, and Yang Yi went to the next door to accompany her daughter.

Although my father didn’t tell the story before going to bed today, he changed to read books with Xixi, but the little girl still had a deep interest, climbed into bed early, took books and waited for Dad.

“What are you looking at today? “The Adventures of Little Fish”? Or “Pug Clown”?” Yang Yi saw the little girl, like the stall, spreading all five books on the bed, and smiled.

“Look at this, little doggie!” Xixi hesitated for a while and finally chose “Pug Clown.”

Yang Yi opened the quilt and sat down on the bed, picking up a pillow and putting it behind her.

The little girl in pajamas and pajamas climbed up, and she naughtyly rolled over the bed, pressed it on the quilt, then carried the small and exquisite’s ankles, and looked at Dad with a big smile, as if Dad didn’t Reprimanding her, she won’t get into the quilt.

“Come on, sit here, can’t lie down and read a book.” Yang Yi patted her side.

Still wanting to read, Xixi had to turn over and sit obediently at Dad’s side. Yang Yi reached out and pulled the quilt over him and Xixi’s lap.

Little girl leaned back, squatting in the arms of Dad, comfortably looking for a position, and pulling a big hand of Dad, so that he can take himself.

This feeling is very warm, and it is especially safe. Xixi feels that he is lying on the bed more than himself. It is more interesting to listen to Dad telling stories.

“Come on, let’s read the book together, start from the first page!” Yang Yi turned the “Pug Clown” open and leaned slightly on his lap.

“Papa, I don’t think the pug is Steamed Bun.” Looking at the pug on the first page who had just arrived at home, the little girl twisted in her father’s arms and turned to talk to Dad.

“Because they are different, they are not the same look! But it is because it looks good, so everyone calls it a clown, not a magic clown, but a clown.” Yang Yi explained. “However, you can’t call it ugly, you can’t say other puppies, or others are ugly! Because you will make others sad, this little pug is said to be crying, you see.”

“It’s not right to do this.” Little girl seems to understand, she ordered a little head, following Dad’s words.

“Yes!” Yang Yi smiled gratifiedly. He also gently kissed Xixi’s supple hair with his left hand. “The word above says: The owner brought a new pet pug to go home, but The little pug is not popular, the parrot is flying, saying that you are ugly, you are ugly!”

“The clown is so poor!” Little girl didn’t twist and twist again. Her eyes were stuck on the book, and she was still worried.

The first page is as simple as this, and the second page is almost the same. With a few pages, it is a description of how the little pug was degraded by the partners and eventually called the clown.

Yang Yi took Xixi to look at it slowly and introduced her to the animals and common sense about those animals. For example, the colorful parrots of the feathers will learn to talk, the big squirrels with big tails like to eat, and so on… It seems that Yang Yi is more about the contents outside the book!

But Xixi still listened with gusto, and from time to time raised his own questions to Dad, just like Yang Yi told her stories before.

After reading the book for half an hour, I looked at the seven or eight pages, but the little girl was already trapped and started to fight. Of course, if Yang Yi doesn’t stop, Xixi will still see herself falling asleep because she has been addicted to the story of the pug clown.

“Sleeping, will we continue to look good tomorrow night?” Yang Yi will have gently lifted up the little girl who started to doze off, let her lie down on the bed, softly said.

Xixi put on the pillow and closed her eyes. The long eyelashes covered. Listening to Dad’s words, she was confused, almost subconsciously muttered: “Well…”

“Hurry up!” Yang Yi kissed the little girl on the forehead and turned off the lights in the room.