House Dad’s Literary Life

After digging a lot of shells, after careful selection, Xixi will be able to make beautiful pen holders for the three teachers! Just when Xixi was working as a pen holder with Mom and Dad, the other side of Jiangcheng was Yu Xiaowei, who was two years older than Xixi, and sat next to her mother, listening to her story.

“… Xiaobubu once again sat on the high soy sauce bottle. He was smugly thinking: Haha, my original courage is really too small! Actually, falling from such a high place, it is not a fall. Follow the head, there is no problem at all! Instead, this is quite fun, I have to try again…”

Yu Ying slowly recited her manuscript.

She has written several chapters of the story. She used to be behind her own doors and did not show it to others. However, after several modifications, Yu Ying gradually gained some confidence in herself. She felt it necessary to share with her daughter and see her daughter. like or not!

Yu Xiaowei is also one of the audiences of this story. Yu Ying also told Yu Xiaowei about this story. However, at that time, Yu Ying’s thinking was rather confusing, and the structure of the story was very fragmented. The level of excitement was naturally far less than it is now. Her carefully conceived and revised version!

No, Yu Ying and her daughter sit side by side in the brightly lit bedroom desk, she reads it according to the manuscript, and Yu Xiaowei is also engrossed.

“…Oops! The little cloth is too hard, can’t control myself, and actually drives the soy sauce bottle to fall down!”

The voice that my mother suddenly raised, suddenly made Yu Xiaowei nervous, little girl pouted, her eyes rounded.

“This time, Xiaobubu smashed into the small bowl of fruit with a soy sauce bottle. The small bowl was knocked out and rolled on the floor. The white rice was sprinkled on the ground!”

If Xixi is listening to the story, I will definitely hold my father’s hand and blabla say it, but Yu Xiaowei doesn’t like to interrupt, she just listens nervously.

Later, Yu Ying talked about the fruit because the small cloth was wasting food and angry, and said that the grain was hard, and while reading the manuscript, she did not forget to remind her daughter of the importance of this reason: “Mom is in the hotel. Work, there are many guests who don’t eat clean, and there are a lot of meals left, which is really wasteful, but we can’t learn them. Just like fruits, we understand that every rice is hard to come by.”

Yu Xiaowei nodded slightly, she hesitated and said: “Mom makes money very hard.”

Yu Ying stunned, she didn’t expect her daughter to be so sensible!

It may be difficult for others to understand her mood at the moment, but be aware that Yu Ying actually went to work one day today, and had a little free time to accompany her daughter at night. Even after she fell asleep, she continued to write!

After suffering and tired again, Yu Ying has been alone in the past years, and has not complained to anyone, just knowing it.

But at this moment, when she talked about the hard work of the farmer’s uncle, the daughter was more concerned about the hardships of her earning money to support her family. Yu Ying suddenly became blind.

Stronger, but also the softness of the heart is touched at this moment!

“Thank you, Little Wei, my mother is very touched, and it’s worth the hard work!” Yu Ying hugged Yu Xiaowei and made a calm smile. “Let’s tell the story!”

Next, Yu Ying talked about the contradiction between the small cloth and the fruit. The angry little cloth found an opportunity to escape from the fruit of the fruit and start its adventure…

Yu Ying’s manuscript only wrote that Xiao Bubu was taken away by the mouse, but when she finished, it was almost time for Yu Xiaowei to sleep!

“Little Wei, how do you think your mother’s story is written?”

Yu Ying sat by the bed and helped Yu Xiaowei to lie down to cover the little belly. Now the weather is not hot or cold, no need to open the fan, but still need to cover the quilt, so as not to catch the cold, by the way, pretending to ask Road.

Yu Xiaowei looked at her mother, her eyes softly groaned and whispered: “Good, I like it.”

“Oh, that’s good, you like it, mom is happy!” Yu Ying is really happy, although her daughter doesn’t talk much, but she is very smart, and she is honest, she doesn’t like to lie, she said yes, it means not bad. Where to go!

However, she couldn’t be too smug in front of her daughter. Yu Ying took a deep breath and pretended to say seriously: “Little Wei, my mother told you a very important thing, that is, you can’t learn small cloth, you can’t So capricious.”

Yu Xiaowei looked at her mother and listened carefully.

“If you have a contradiction with your mother, we can slowly solve it and communicate with each other. We must not leave it like a small cloth, and leave home.” Yu Ying said, and she moved the truth, she took some The nasal voice said, “If you suddenly disappear, my mother will be sad.”

Yu Xiaowei, who was lying in bed, had already leaned over. She nodded slightly, hesitated, and extended a small hand from the quilt and gently grasped her mother’s hand.

……

At Yang Yi’s home, when Yu Ying and her daughter read their own manuscripts, Yang’s handicraft factory has announced the end of a day’s work. In fact, the production of the pen holder is just a small head, but Xixi is also about to take a bath and sleep, so the rest will be completed tomorrow and it will be fine.

After the shower, Xixi, as usual, climbed into bed and waited to read with Dad before going to bed.

However, Yang Yi has other arrangements today.

“Xixi, you see, what gift did Dad bring to you?” Yang Yi smiled and shook a small box and showed it to Xixi.

“Wow! There are gifts!” Xixi happily rolled over on the bed and stood up on the little quilt.

Yang Yi handed the small box to Xixi. Xixi sat down and rested on his lap. While opening, he curiously asked: “Papa, why do I have a gift? Is this my birthday present?”

“No, there is still one month for your birthday. When we go to Grandpa’s house to give you a birthday.” Yang Yi smiled. “Dad suddenly wants to give you a present, so there is a gift!”

Actually…Yang Yi just debugged the electronic components in the Buddha statue and tested it for a few days. After doing it, I wanted to put it on Xixi, but as for why I gave Xixi a gift at this time, Yang Yi really Did not think of a good reason.

Xixi didn’t really care. She grabbed the red rope and pulled out the little Buddha statue inside. She was surprised and said: “Wow! Papa, what is this? So beautiful!”

In fact, when Yang Yi took her to Hanshan Temple last time, Xixi had seen Guanyin Buddha statue, but Xixi did not recognize it now, this is too small! She likes this Buddha statue, on the one hand because Yang Yi’s carving is exquisite, and on the other hand because the wood’s reddish-brown color and natural texture are really beautiful!

Yang Yi took a moment to explain to Xixi the role of this Buddha statue pendant. Like the function of calling, Yang Yi gave Xixi a demonstration.

Little girl had a good time. In the end, Yang Yi said it for a while before he advised Xixi to understand that the call function was only to make her encounter the situation that was previously mentioned by Teacher Cai of Huijia Primary School, or when it was dangerous. In order to use it, Xixi is still trying to put it down.

“You usually want to call Dad, you can use cell phone directly!” Yang Yi smiled.

“But I think this is more fun!” Xixi pouts little mouth, did not realize that Dad was worried about some potential dangers.

“This is what we will wear after we get up tomorrow. Now Dad tells you a story, then go to bed early, okay?” Yang Yi said softly.

This situation was also expected by Yang Yi. Xixi did not have much crisis awareness.

Therefore, he wants to tell Xixi a famous story about the past life. From the story, tell Xixi that the world still has many unknown dangers. Some strangers may be guilty of speculation and need to be vigilant at any time.

Of course, the most important thing is to ask for help from Dad!

“Okay! I like Papa to tell the story!” Xixi just looked at the Buddha statue, but now he is lying back in the bed with joy and looking forward to his father.