House Dad’s Literary Life

The singer who has never met a talent, which world has it, even if the world entertainment industry is extremely developed, the singer’s universal ability and quality are higher than that of Yang Lan’s past life, but there are also idol singers who are famous by their values. Because of the poor value of the face, there is no ability to sing the strength of the opportunity.

Yang Lan did not know that the film that he had made in the past life had been popular in the north and south of the river. What kind of opportunity would it be for a singer like Xu Wei?

Of course, it is still too early to say this!

When the media talked about Yang Lan’s return to music and the new music variety show will not hit the street, Yang Lan did not care. On this Saturday afternoon, he still took the hustle and bustle to the beach in the coastal area. Game on.

Today, the father and the daughter, because after the arrival of the summer, as the only beach in Jiangcheng, this has become the most lively place in Jiangcheng. For security reasons, Murphy and Xiaoyan did not follow.

"Clean it! Put on the hat." Under the tree by the beach, wearing sunglasses, wearing a white vest with the same ordinary people, beach shorts, Yang Lan, is rubbing sunscreen, this is Murphy thousand In order to prevent her daughter from becoming a little black girl, Yang Lan still carefully grasped the small arms exposed and evenly spread.

I can’t wait any longer. I saw the little girl in a bathing suit pulling a small handkerchief, wearing a wide-brimmed sunhat, one hand holding her pink keg, one hand holding a plastic shovel, and rushing Run ahead.

The little girl had a pair of thin long legs, and she ran very fast. She slipped a few small footprints on the beach. Far away, there was a giggling laughter: "粑粑Come on, hurry up!"

Yang Hao pushed the sunglasses and smiled and followed.

Yang Hao, who is alone, may attract the attention of the opposite **** because of his height and size, but there is a little girl around Yang Lan running around happily, which makes Yang Hao’s attention greatly reduced and his identity reduced. The danger of exposure.

For a while, on a beach with a little less people, Yang Lan and Aunt found a place where they could settle down to find shells.

"Just here!" said eagerly to talk to Dad.

"Good!" Yang Xiao smiled and squatted down. He took the small shovel and shovel the sand in front of him. He also picked out a few shells from the inside and gave a demonstration to the donkey. "Look, There are a lot of shells here, but the two are not very nice and have a missing corner."

"I am also looking for!" He was squatting lively, and he was very impatient.

The little girl was not satisfied with finding a shell on the beach where her father opened. She held a small shovel and digging the sand in a model. Perhaps she was a little greedy, the shovel dug deep, and the little girl snorted and slammed the sand.

At the moment when I turned it out, there was still some cockroaches, and Yang Lan smiled and stretched her hand.

However, I still found it very interesting. She smiled slyly and said, "Hey, look for it, I am looking for it!"

Also a clear division of labor, divided their respective territories...

After he finished speaking, he squatted down on the beach. Two white little hands were drawn in the bunker she dug out, looking for beautiful shells. After a while, the little hands were stained with sand. It became no longer clean, but I didn't care.

"Look slowly! Don't worry, don't pay attention." Yang Lan did not rest assured.

Although I didn't want my father to intervene, but after a while, I was excited to come to Dad!

"Hey, hey! Look, I found a super big shell!" He joyfully ran to show his trophy to Dad.

In fact, it can't be said to be super big, because it is just a slightly larger fan-shaped shell than ordinary small shells. It is very common. The appearance is rough and linear. The inside is smooth and delicate. The sand inside has been pulled clean by the small hand. .

"Congratulations, hey, you got your first booty!" Yang Xiao smiled. "This is good, put it in your keg!"

"Hey, hey, look for it quickly." He smiled happily, twisted his head and continued to rummage on her site.

Of course, Yang Lan can't look at it. He also kneels down to help him dig shells.

This one-meter-eight-big man, like a child, dug sand on the beach, how to look funny. However, if you bow down to the scorpion cow and play with your daughter, who can say what?

挖 Today, I dig a shell on the beach, she feels that she has entered a new world!

The shells are so amazing, strange, no one looks the same! In addition to the scalloped shells, there are small curved shells like snails, and even long pointed spiral shells!

Of course, to say good-looking, you still prefer the kind of fan-shaped shells with smooth appearance and inner inside, not only because of the beautiful, it looks shiny and beautiful, but also like a layer of grease, it feels very comfortable to touch!

He and his father worked together and dug on the beach for nearly an hour. The pink bucket was half full and picked up and heavy.

But this is the result of her own efforts. I can satisfy my heart. She is full of energy and she is holding a small bucket. She does not need her father to help.

"Let's go!" Yang Yu took a slap on the small shoulder and said, "Let's wash the shells and wash the sand, you will find them more beautiful!"

There is a bathing place on the beach. Yang Lan has a faucet that washes his feet outside and washes the shells. However, the little girl plays with water more than the shell.

I saw her holding a large shell, placed under the water, suddenly splashed, and spilled on her own face.

The little girl squinted and wrinkled her little nose to evade, while she giggled and had a good time.

Yang Lan was very careful to wash. In order not to take the sand from the beach home, he washed the sand on each shell and put it in a plastic bag.

"Hey, why aren't there shells here?" I was so satisfied that I remembered this question and asked curiously.

After eating it, she felt that the shell of the skull was similar to these shells.

"Because these shells are dead cockroaches or shells left by other mollusks, they were originally living in the sea, but these shells were washed by the sea to the shore, and they were dug for you." Yang Lan explained. .

There are still many problems. No, she picked up a spiral shell and asked, "Hey, why is this different from those?"

"They are different shells. This is a long spiral. It starts from the beginning. As it grows up, the shell that protects it will grow larger and larger in this direction." He explained.

"Oh, then, is this the same as the snail?" I finally thought of the reference.

"Yes, like snails, these shells are small houses where they live and grow, but snails grow up on land. These are grown up in the sea." Yang Xiao explained with a smile.

On the way back, I asked a lot of questions. To tell the truth, Yang Lan didn’t know much about shellfish. The only knowledge reserves were about to be hollowed out by her daughter.