House Dad’s Literary Life

To write Spring Festival couplets, it is necessary to post Spring Festival couplets. Yang Yi left the stack of spring couplets for one night. The next morning, the sun was shining outside, and she was ready to post the Spring Festival couplet with the door of the curious baby Xixi villa.

Of course, before that, we must first paste.

“Look at Dad, so slap on the paste, brush around this circle.” Yang Yi guides her daughter, then hands the small brush to Xixi. “You come to the other one, and the cross-link Paste the paste, be careful not to brush too much, and don’t brush too little…”

Xixi had long wanted to help her father, although in her consciousness, these jobs are not all tired, but try new things, and can help Dad.

I saw the little girl standing on the stool, holding the table with my left hand and longing out the right hand holding the small brush. Fortunately, Yang Yi found her negligence and quickly came over to Xixi to bring the paste closer.

“Oh, it’s weird!” Xixi saw the paste for the first time. This slimy feeling made Xixi feel a little bad.

“It doesn’t matter, the paste is brushed up, and after it’s dry, the couplet is firmly attached to the wall,” Yang Yi said.

Xixi brushed for a while, after all, people were thin and brushed, and after brushing a whole couplet, she had to turn around, but accidentally, her left hand was pressed on the paste she had just brushed.

“Oh, oh!” Xixi saw that his little hand was like the broth of the porridge. It was sticky, picked up and loosened. It felt so uncomfortable. She had to look at her father with pity, asking for help, “Papa, What to do? A lot of paste.”

In fact, it was fine with a little paste. It was good to wash it behind, but Xixi’s reaction was a bit big. Yang Yi had to take her to wash her hands. After washing under the warm hot water, the little girl’s little hand was red again. Tender and tender.

Still clean and comfortable!

Although she didn’t like the paste, Xixi’s work attitude was not vague. She continued to help her father brush the Spring Festival couplet and finally finished the brush.

Yang Yi took Xixi first to the villa door to paste the Spring Festival couplet: “The right side is posted on the left side, the left side is posted on the left side. Dad told you yesterday which one is the upper line. Do you remember?”

“Hey, I know that there is Steamed Bun. Wang Wangwang’s word is Shanglian.” Xixi followed behind Dad and said, she remembered that when Dad said it, he also made such a joke. Because of this, Xixi remembers to be extra clear.

Steamed Bun shook his tail, and he ran on the side of everyone, and let out the wind. It was the happiest one. However, I heard the name of the little master calling me, and the sound of the bark, clever yellow. The dog slowed down and looked around with a puzzled look.

But no one explained it to him.

Yang Yi puts other Spring Festival couplets, carefully facing down, the back side of the paste facing up, placed on the short wall, and then picking up the piece of “His Lifeplace Millennium”, posted on the top, also It is the direction of the right hand.

“You help Dad to hold down the Spring Festival couplets, let’s aim at the four corners and let it stick vertically.” Yang Yi directed Xixi to help.

“Okay!” Little girl ran up happily, helping Dad hold down the two corners, so that even if the small figure is not high, you can do it for everyone.

Xixi still doesn’t like paste very much, so she uses her fingers and carefully presses the red paper. She doesn’t dare to press the whole hand, for fear that the squeezed paste will get on her hands.

Sticking to the couplet at the entrance of the courtyard, Yang Yi and Xixi moved to the gate of the villa. At this time, Mo Fei will slap the key to the man.

“Xixi, and Dad, look at the camera and laugh at one!” Mo Fei is going to take a picture of Yang Yi and her daughter.

“Hey!” Little girl, while helping to follow the Spring Festival couplet, while looking back, Ming Hao favors.

Although wearing winter clothes, but little girl energetic, brilliant, by the Spring Festival red paper and bright sunshine against the red cheeks, it seems that the spring breeze, flowers ten miles, not as sweet as her smile…

“snap!” Mo Fei seized the scene and settled down.

When Mo Fei took a few photos, he came back with satisfaction, and the little cockroach lying in the shaker began to call up. I don’t know if I feel a little bored.

“You also want to play with your sister, right? You want to help your father, and you want to take pictures with your mother, right?” Mo Fei smiled, holding two small hands and shaking him to shake him from childhood When he got out of the bed, he hugged him in front of him and said to him intimately with him.

As if this was a fair conversation, the fish looked at the mother for a while, and finally opened his mouth. “Ah, ah” laughed, I don’t know why I am so happy!

……

The New Year’s Eve is busy and fulfilling. After all the preparations, in the evening, Yang Yi took out a string of red firecrackers and hung it on the tree in the yard.

“Papa, don’t we set off firecrackers? I’m scared…” After Xixi saw the firecrackers, he remembered the thoughts of his father’s family last year, when Dad went to set off firecrackers, he was worried that his father would be blown up, and this firecracker Still so big, she was even more afraid, and she grabbed Dad’s clothes and pleaded with enthusiasm.

Yang Yi looked back strangely and saw her daughter’s tearful eyes, as if she did not give up the idea of ​​setting off firecrackers, she would cry.

Yang Yi couldn’t help but feel happy. He smiled and touched Xixi’s little head and said, “Little fool, what do you think Dad is taking? Is this really firecracker?”

Yang Yi pulled the Xixi’s small hand and let her touch the red firecracker. The hard plastic texture was suddenly touched by the little girl.

“This is a fake, just a model. After we plug it in, turn on the switch, it will make a sound of firecrackers, but it is not really firecrackers.” Yang Yi and Xixi explained.

“Can’t it explode?” Little girl asked in confusion.

“Of course not, there is only firecrackers. We have a Chinese atmosphere for the New Year. It is called the New Year, right?” Yang Yi said with a smile.

It’s not that Jiangcheng’s ban on firecrackers and fireworks, Yang Yi’s main reason for not buying real firecrackers, or because of the firecrackers, will produce a strong smell of gunpowder. He fears that this taste will catch Sakura and he will use fake firecrackers. .

Xixi just let go of her heart. After she came down from her father’s arms, she not only broke into laughter, but also curiously rounded around the fake firecrackers, letting Dad show how the firecrackers sounded.

Yang Yi plugged in the socket that was pulled out, and the red firecracker hanging on the tree flashed red light, and the sound of the firecracker exploded.

At first, the red light and the sound that suddenly came out scared Xixi. The little girl hurriedly hid behind Dad and looked for the shield she trusted. But soon, she found that there was no movement, no threat. Little girl is brave enough to explore the little head.

It really won’t explode!

However, under the gradual fall of the night, this flashing fake firecracker is also pretty good!

Xixi glared at her eyes, took her father’s hand, and let her approach and look at it.

At this time, a dark figure came from the yard, and when it was near, the yellow hair of Steamed Bun was seen under the light of the yard.

“Wang, Wang!” Steamed Bun seemed to be scared by the sound of the firecrackers, screaming at the firecrackers.

“Steamed Bun, don’t call!” Yang Yi snorted, worried that Steamed Bun would scare the child.

“Giggle, Steamed Bun thought it was also a real firecracker!” Xixi bent down with a wink, hugged Steamed Bun’s neck and calmed it up. “Steamed Bun, don’t be afraid, this is a fake firecracker bought by Papa, not really.”

As it turns out, Steamed Bun is a stock of foxes and tigers. Just next to Yang Yi, screaming at the firecrackers, but my heart is very scared.

No, when Xixi held it, the guy twisted his head and drilled into Xixi’s arms, whispering “wuuu”, as if he was aggrieved.

Yang Yi inexplicably thought of a sentence: “Who is not a baby yet?”

On the contrary, the little fans in the house snorted and snorted. Although the firecrackers in the room were separated by the door, the sound was not so loud, but the little guy seemed to be not afraid at all.

You know, other kids will be afraid of firecrackers!

But Xiao Yan was so sure to drink milk in her mother’s arms and enjoy his New Year’s Eve dinner.

The firecrackers sounded for a while, and Yang Yi also pulled out the electricity and prevented it from disturbing the people. Of course, the red firecrackers remained in the trees and could be used again in the early morning and tomorrow.

“Happy New Year!” Although it is just a family of four, but there are fathers, mothers, and younger brothers who are licking their fingers. They also help themselves for a busy day. The taste is also very good. Xixi smiles happily. Do not stop, follow the father and mother together to lift a small cup filled with soda, and bless each other.