Just a little like + extra

Dad is gone, but she is still here.

One day, she will be able to go back with enough savings to open the agreed upon restaurant.

Tears had already been shed in those two years, Yu Huan took a deep breath and smiled at himself in the mirror, plugged the phone into the small speaker in the corner, listened to the music and continued to clean the areas that needed to be wiped.

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"In an ordinary disco, we shake in an ordinary way, and the ordinary passers-by next to me are in an ordinary way. My ordinary soul is out of my body in an ordinary way, burning in an ordinary way~ Hey, ordinary you are mopping the floor in an ordinary way. , the ordinary I look at you through an ordinary mirror~~~"

While mopping the floor, Yu Huan twisted along with the rhythm, and made an impromptu movement with himself during the interlude.

There is no one who does not love beauty, especially girls, who always want to appreciate themselves when standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror on the front wall.

Even if the person in the mirror looks ordinary and moves stiffly, he can laugh at himself and indulge himself at the same time.

Self-entertainment is talking about Yu Huan now.

Crazy enough, enough trouble, Yu Huan thought of the little guy downstairs, he didn't dare to let him stay downstairs by himself, he packed his things and sauntered downstairs humming a little tune.

The children are sitting on the coffee table watching TV intently.

The cartoons that three-year-olds like, of course, won't attract Yu Huan's attention.Apart from variety shows, she likes to watch all kinds of food shows and chef competitions. She has no interest in these talking sheep or pigs.

If it turned into slaughtering pigs and sheep, maybe she could sit down and watch it carefully for a while.

"An'an, are you too close to the TV?" What Yu Huan really cared about was whether the kid was sitting too far in front.A pair of beautiful eyes, but it would be bad if you look short-sighted later.

An An turned her head to look at Yu Huan, blinked and nodded, and climbed down from the coffee table with hands and feet and nestled back into the sofa.

"Look! This is an apple." "Look, this is an apple!"

A boy's immature voice deliberately made by a voice actor came from the TV.

Yu Huan looked at the TV in surprise and then at An An, "Mom showed you this?"

Of course, what surprised her wasn't that she had to say a line twice, but that An An's children were watching bilingual cartoons.

An An nodded blankly, "That's right, sister Xiaoyu, do you want to see it?"

no, do not want.

Regardless of Yu Huan's years of studying in school, strictly speaking, her English level is not as high as An An's Chinese level.

What if An An didn't hear something clearly and asked her to repeat it, what would she do?

She can understand Apple, but if there is pineapple, grape, dragon fruit or something later, where will she know what to say.

"No, you can see for yourself." Yu Huan quickly shook his head, took two steps out and then turned back, "An'an, do you understand all this?"

An An imitated Yu Huan, shaking her head while turning the tune of 'hmm'.

"Some can understand, some can't."

"So do you like watching this?"

"like!"

Don't understand but still like it?What's wrong with this?

"Why do you like it?" Yu Huan asked.

An'an is in trouble now.

If he likes it, he likes it, and his mother never taught him that he has to give a reason for liking it.

Seeing the child's tangled expression, Yu Huan was also happy, "Okay, if you like it, continue watching, I'll go and peel an apple for you."

"Yeah! Apple, Apple, sister Xiaoyu peeled the apple for me."

It's a quick learner.

The apples, two rings bigger than a fist, were peeled, cut into pieces, put into a small bowl and squeezed together.

Looking at the bowl of apple slices, Yu Huan suddenly remembered the picture of Teacher Gu holding a tablet to explain knowledge to An An, and An An's English pronunciation that was not so accurate just now, and then thought of himself who often fell asleep on the table.

Suddenly feel a little blush...

What about being an adult, sometimes, an adult is not even as good as a three-year-old child.

"Apple, Apple." Yu Huan said softly and smiled.

An An's pronunciation is not accurate, and her pronunciation is not much better than An An's.

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"Sister Xiaoyu! The performance is over!"

Yu Huan fell into a drowsy sleep on the sofa, but was woken up by An An shaking his arms.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

An An pointed to the TV, "It's over."

What Gu Luoyao found for An An was an on-demand program, a list of [-] episodes, and it would be gone after it was played.Yu Huan took the remote control, rubbed his eyes and yawned, "What else do you want to watch?"

"Don't read it, my mother said, after reading it, there will be no more."

What is there after reading it?Isn't there so much more, I want to see more.

Yu Huan didn't react, and stared at An An in a daze.

An An was thrown backwards along the sofa slide, and ran back to the bedroom. After a while, she ran out again with a big schoolbag, panting from exhaustion.

"Sister Xiaoyu, let's build a car."

Your car is covered...

Things like building blocks can become works of art if they are played well, but if they are not played well...that is a pile of wooden blocks.

Yu Huan has never been interested in this kind of game since he was a child.

She doesn't want to move about building blocks, building sand castles, hosting house wine, peek-a-boo and so on.

At that time, she would rather catch two fish, or dig out wild vegetables and fry them.

"The big truck is coming, Didi, get out of the way." An An pushed a pile of building blocks said to be 'big truck' over, and rushed straight towards the building blocks in Yu Huan's hand.