House Dad’s Literary Life

Chapter 666 Cheerful and smiling Xiaoluo (14)

I couldn't go back to my hometown to play with my grandfather and grandma. Xixi was sad for a long time yesterday, but after a sleep, the little girl's mood has returned to optimism and cheerfulness - there is nothing unhappy about her father and mother by her side Woolen cloth?

There is always a colorful river meandering in the fairy tale town, tainted with the perverse atmosphere of magic, but twists and turns in love... The day before the New Year's Eve, this morning when the New Year's taste was not too strong, in Murphy In the gentle singing, the prelude started.

Yang Yi went out. Before the New Year's Eve and some shops closed, he hurried to buy some materials for the New Year. Speaking of which, this is also the first Spring Festival that he has personally managed as the head of the family, so Yang Yi has to live this year more delicately.

Murphy was idle and had nothing to do, so she brought Yang Yi's guitar and played and sang some songs for Xixi and Xiaojiao to listen to. Although she doesn't play guitar often, she is a musician anyway, so she has mastered this basic skill. No, the tune of Fairy Tale Town, Murphy easily dialed it out.

Xixi listened happily on the side, and she was dancing on the sofa. If she came across something she was familiar with, the little girl would sing along with her mother.

I heard that Peter Pan is not very big. Murphy shook his head gently, looking at his daughter with a smile in his beautiful eyes.

Xixi jumped forward and rushed to her mother's side, her long hair floated a little to the temples, the little girl thought it was very funny, she giggled twice, this laughter made her rush to sing, she didn't There was no time to breathe, and the sound seemed a little breathless.

I only heard Xixi croaking: Jack has a harp and magic... I heard that there is a candy store in Mmm, and Cinderella lost her beloved glass slipper...

There are also places where words are forgotten, but even more mischievous is her singing, which perfectly interprets the word cynicism.

No, it's out of tune! Murphy couldn't help laughing and said with a smile.

Ah, ah, ah, ah! I don't know if I am very happy listening to my mother's singing, and now lying in the small shaker next to me, Xiao Jiajia is also dancing and grinning, happily expressing with childish vowels own emotions.

I can't hold the little guy all the time, so the family placed a small blue shaker with four feet in the living room, which looks like a small boat suspended in the air and can be gently shaken in small increments.

Xiaojiao was lying in the shaker, because he was right next to his mother, he could easily look at his mother and hear his mother and sister sing.

Hee hee! Mama, my brother is laughing! Xixi slipped off the sofa excitedly, sat on the carpet, and looked at her brother in the shaker.

Although singing is very interesting, my brother is more fun!

I saw the little girl holding a balloon hammer with a yellow handle and a red cartoon pattern, and gestured and gestured in front of her brother.

However, Xiao Jiao couldn't reach out and grab it, he could only watch, the fleshy little arm twisted slightly, grinned with a small mouth without teeth, and let out a series of laughter happily.

Brother, do you want to play? But you don't even know how to play! This bad elder sister giggled, teasing Xiao Jiao.

Murphy watched from the side and couldn't help but feel happy for the warm interaction between the siblings.

However, she also saw that Xiaojiao was still having a runny nose, not much, but thinking about how she looked when she had a cold, she could know how uncomfortable Xiaojiao is now in the cold.

I have to say that although Xiaojiao has a cold, his mental state is not bad. The little guy seems to have a very optimistic attitude. When he had diarrhea before, his body was weak, but in the arms of his father and mother, the little guy would still tease and tease. He opened his big eyes and smiled Yah, ah.

If he learned to speak, would he be happier to express his emotions with new words?

Of course, I still had to blow my nose. I saw that Murphy first used a small towel to help the little guy wipe off the snot outside his nose, and then tore off some medical cotton balls from the coffee table next to him and twisted them into the shape of a small stick. , Gently put it into Xiaojiao's nose, and smeared the snot from his nasal cavity.

Murphy was doing it very seriously, and Xixi was watching with interest.

And Xiao Jiao, who was lying in the shaker, didn't know why, so he looked at his mother with wide eyes, and at her mother's face that made him feel comfortable.

After a while, he was inexplicably amused again, and laughed in a dance.

Don't move, there's still the nose here. Murphy lightly pressed the little hand raised by Xiaojiao in a funny way, looking at this smiling baby, he really couldn't be in a bad mood!

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About noon, Yang Yi came back from the big shopping. However, he was busy preparing lunch. Although Murphy could help wash and cook the rice, Yang Yi still had to do the cooking, so all the things he bought could be sorted out in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, on the table in the side hall, Yang Yi prepared the pen and ink. He cut out a large piece of red paper inlaid with gold and laid a thick stack on the table, as if he wanted to sell Spring Festival couplets.

Baba, what are you doing? Xixi was very interested, she followed behind her father's buttocks, watching her father Zhang Luo.

Baozi also followed behind Xixi's ass. This guy is now Xixi's follower. Of course, he is also very interested in Xiaojiao, but the big master doesn't let him play with Xiaojiao for the time being.

You Baba want to write Spring Festival couplets, let's see Baba's writing, okay? Murphy came from the living room with Xiaojiao in his arms, sat on the chair next to him, and said with a smile.

Okay! In fact, there was no need for her mother to say, the little girl had already climbed up on the chair with great interest, stood on the chair, propped up the table, and looked curiously at her father dipping the brush in the ink on the inkstone.

Yang Yi's face is a little serious. He knows calligraphy and has learned it in his previous life. However, in comparison, his calligraphy is only decent. And it's been a long time since he wrote big characters, so Yang Yi pondered for a while, and then waved his arms.

Good luck, auspicious star arrival, all the best things come to the door... Wealth is coming! Murphy looked at Yang Yi's writing, and read it out word by word.

Yang Yi used the square and upright European style regular script, which looked neat and steady, and the strokes were as steep and rugged as a broken wall and cliff! Of course, compared to running script and big seal script, this regular script is easy to identify!

After writing a Spring Festival couplet, Yang Yi paused, looked at the words he had written, and shook his head regretfully. He had not written calligraphy for a long time, he seemed a little unfamiliar!

Murphy originally watched it with relish, and was full of pride in her heart. She felt that Yang Yi was really versatile and knew everything, but when she saw Yang Yi shaking her head and throwing away the written Spring Festival couplets, she couldn't help but scream in surprise.

Why throw it away? Isn't it well written? Murphy asked.

Xixi is also confused, but she still doesn't understand what her father is doing, so she just looks at it in confusion.

The writing is very substandard, the brushwork is stiff, and the tip of the pen is too sticky when I close it. I will write another one! Yang Yi laughed.

Well then... Murphy said regretfully.

Then, Murphy looked at Yang Yi's writing again, and read: The sky increases the years and people increase the lifespan, the spring is full of heaven and earth, the world is full of blessings, and all phenomena are renewed...

This time, Yang Yi's writing made him a little more satisfied, and he didn't throw it away.

You all recognize this character? Yang Yi pointed to the Chinese character Sui in the Spring Festival couplet with some surprise, which is the traditional Chinese character for Sui. door and other characters, the traditional characters of this age are much more complicated.

I lived in Hong Kong City anyway, okay? Murphy giggled, Besides, do you think I'm so stupid? Even if I don't recognize it, I can tell from the context!

Yang Yi forgot about this, he smiled and shook his head, and continued to write.

He prepared a lot of red paper for the Spring Festival couplets, just to throw away some poorly written ones. Xixi watched her father write in large letters with all her attention. She wondered if her serious attitude could plant a seed of seriousness in the little girl's heart.