he can fly

ten.

a kitten,

he has blue eyes,

Also in a good mood,

He went from east to west.

From north to south,

I want to find a place - Mouse Country

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Yan Tang was supposed to be going to City H for a meeting this weekend, some kind of Internet security conference, don't ask his full name, he can't remember it either.

Anyway, it's not too important to think about it, he waved his hand and asked Chen Shan to go for him.

It doesn't matter to Chen Shan, besides work, she usually works out, and her little sisters are also busy with their own things, and it's not a long holiday that she can't invite someone out to play.

Yan Tang told her to go, and when the expenses were reimbursed, she would consider it a two-day trip to H City.

"No, I'm going to City H, what are you going to do?" When Chen Shan was about to leave with the documents, she suddenly realized that things were not that simple, "You are a widowed man, what can you do in City C?"

She scanned Yan Tang up and down, and asked with a frown.

Yan Tang replied without raising his head, "I want to take Ai Bao out to play."

Only then did Chen Shan remember that there was an extra child in Yantang's family.

"Hey, look at my memory," Chen Shan clicked her tongue twice, "I'm really getting older, Mr. Yan."

Before Yan Tang raised his head to fight back after speaking, Chen Shan walked out of the office quickly on high heels.

I haven't heard others say that I gained weight, that means I didn't gain weight, and Chen Shan firmly believed in this.

Yan Tang watched her leave quickly, shook his head, and focused on the documents in front of him again.

He is a man of steel who doesn't care about her like a weak woman.

On the weekend, Ai Bao stayed in bed again.

Seeing that he was sleeping comfortably, Yan Tang didn't want to wake him up. He thought about washing up sooner, eating faster, and driving faster. This time would save time. Let Ai Bao sleep a little longer, and there would be no delay .

So it passed minute by minute.

When Yan Tang woke up Aibao at 09:30, it was only an hour before the activities of this week's Lexing Children's Club started.

Ai Bao was still bleary-eyed and confused about the situation.

Fortunately, Yantang's hands were fast enough to grab the dazed Ai Bao, change his clothes, wash and wash, and then pack them into the car. The total time did not exceed 15 minutes.

"Ai Bao, eat the two bean paste buns in the bag, and drink the milk." Yan Tang was busy starting the car, and his mouth was not idle.

Ai Bao hugged the breakfast packed in a kraft paper bag, and he oh, indicating that he understood.

But he didn't seem to understand the situation, and he was a little confused.

After Yan Tang called him "Ai Bao" a few more times, he came back to his senses and pawed at his little curly hair.

"I know, I'm eating buns." Ai Bao said, fumbling out of the oiled paper bag to take out the buns packed in two small paper bags.

Yan Tang bought buns from the second breakfast shop in Ximen this time, and the buns were a lot bigger than before.

Ai looked at Baozi, then at his palm, and fell into deep thought.

"What's the matter, Ai Bao?" Yan Tang caught a glimpse of Ai Bao staring at the steamed stuffed bun, unable to eat, and asked suspiciously, "Does the steamed stuffed bun have any peculiar smell?"

Ai Bao came back to his senses, he looked at Yan Tang and shook his head, "No wow."

Ai Bao looked at Yan Tang strangely and asked, "Why is it bigger than my hand? The last time I saw it was half the size of my palm, has it grown up?"

Yan Tang is quite comfortable with communicating with Ai Bao.

"That's right," Yan Tang replied, turning the steering wheel, "You haven't seen Baozi for a few days, and Baozi will grow up if he eats well every day."

"So you have to eat well to grow up." Yan Tang said persuasively.

Ai Bao didn't know why, "But Baobao has gained weight."

He lowered his head and gnawed a few mouthfuls of buns, turning the round shape into a long oval shape.

"This is growing up!" Ai Bao said vaguely while chewing on the steamed stuffed bun with a puffy face.

He held the oval bun in front of Yan Tang's eyes and shook it.

Yan Tang was speechless for a while.

If Chen Shan were here, she would definitely affirm Ai Bao's growing up speech as the truth.

After all, what grows horizontally is the flesh, and what grows vertically is the years. If it has been growing horizontally but not vertically, it must be because the growth period has not yet come.

But Yan Tang is not Chen Shan after all.

"Of course not," Yan Tang said, "Whether it becomes long or round, it's all grown up."

"Isn't it only growing up that grows?" Ai Bao asked.

While drinking the milk, he asked, his mouth puffed and sucked, and his little face was brightly confused.

Yan Tang stopped at a traffic light.

"Ai Bao, think about it, how does the fish grow up? Is it round like a bun?" Yan Tang asked Ai Bao.

Aibao thought for a while, then nodded.

"There are squares too," he added.

Yan Tang was silent for a while, "Fang Fang should only have yellow squares... SpongeBob SquarePants, it's not a fish."

Aibao let out an oh, and he remembered that SpongeBob SquarePants really wasn't a fish, and a fish wouldn't raise a little snail named Xiaosnail.

"All right then," he said.

"So you have to eat well, right?" Yan Tang continued to drive, and taught Ai Bao by the way, "You will grow up if you eat a lot. If you only eat half a bowl of rice like you, you will not grow up. "

"Then I've become round, will Yan Yan still like me?" Ai Bao asked suddenly.

He is enjoying the middle of the thickest bean paste in the bean paste bun.

The thin bean paste sandwich was so sweet that his eyes narrowed, looking very comfortable.

Yan Tang was surprised that Ai Bao would ask such a question.

Such questions are more like girlfriends asking boyfriends, boyfriends asking boyfriends, and girlfriends asking girlfriends.

But he looked at Ai Bao's round and bright eyes, and he knew Ai Bao had no other intentions.

It's just that Aibao likes to play straight balls a lot of times, and asks some questions that ordinary people can't ask directly.

Yan Tang also answered him very naturally, "I like it, Ai Bao is round, I like it too."

Pity him for being a man of steel, a veteran in the world. He has never said a soft word to anyone since he was a child. Now that he has been with Ai Bao for a long time, he can say anything that feels goosebumps all over his body before, without changing his face.

As a result, Yan Tang finished speaking, but Ai Bao remained silent.

Yan Tang turned to look at Ai Bao again to see what he was doing, but saw Ai Bao holding the oil paper bag high to cover his face, preventing Yan Tang from looking at him.

"Ai Bao? What's the matter?" Yan Tang stretched out a hand and pushed the oil paper bag between him and Ai Bao away.

"Hey, Ai Bao has melted now, and is no longer here." Ai Bao raised the oil paper bag again to cover his face.

After speaking, he poked his head out from behind the oil paper bag and took a peek at Yan Tang, who happened to be caught by Yan Tang's eyes.

So Ai Bao moved the oil bag a little more to cover his face again.

"Then why did Ai Bao melt again?" Yan Tang didn't force Ai Bao to show his face, but continued to ask patiently.

Ai Bao didn't speak, he seemed to suck a few more sips of milk.

After a while, Ai Bao put down the oil paper bag. He aimed at Yan Tang and said in a low voice, "Ai Bao was a little embarrassed just now."

Yan Tang suddenly burst out laughing.

Some low-pitched laughter came from his throat, and a rare smile appeared on his face, which had always been so expressionless.

Yan Tang scratched his hair smoothly, revealing his full forehead.

"Are you still embarrassed now?" Yan Tang asked jokingly.

"A little bit more," Ai Bao replied, "I also like Yan Yan, even if Yan Yan is round."

He spoke very seriously, the eyelashes on his big eyes didn't flicker, and he looked straight at Yan Tang.

This made Yan Tang, a man of steel, a little embarrassed.

He touched his chin and hummed.

Then he changed the topic again, and chatted with Ai Bao about the scripts he had been reading for the past few nights.

Yan Tang asked Ai Bao how he felt about this script.

Their most recent reading is "A Cat with Blue Eyes," written by Egon Mathiesen from Denmark and translated by Yi Debo.

It's a small book, it looks quite thick, and it was finished in a few strokes.

There are few words and simple pictures, but it is catchy and interesting to read.

Aibao said that cats with blue eyes can fly, but cats with yellow eyes can't, so cats with blue eyes can find the mouse country, but cats with yellow eyes can't.

Yan Tang thought about it for a while, and felt it was wrong. It seems that there is no mention in this script that cats with blue eyes can fly, right?It just said that the blue-eyed cat rode on the back of the dog, and was led by the dog over mountains and mountains, and found the mouse country.

But he didn't deny Aibao's idea either.

So are cats with blue eyes cute?he asked.

Ai Bao nodded, shook his head again, and said it was very cute, but not as cute as me.

Yan Tang laughed again.

The two of them chatted casually, and I chatted for a while, Yantang turned a few corners, lined up two or three traffic lights, and after a while, they arrived at the downstairs where the Lexing Children's Club held the event.

Nine fifty-five, just in time.

The venue of the Lexing Children's Club is generally set on the top floor of the Children's Palace in C City.The top floor has a wide view, which divides the game area and parent area, as well as other teaching areas, experience areas, parent-child areas, etc.

Yan Tang has seen the process. Usually, parents bring their children to sign in from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], and then the children are brought to the game area by the teachers of the club to play games together. The children play with the children, and the parents are taken to the teaching area. , learn how to get along better with your own children.

Then came the parent-child interaction. The teacher watched the parents and children complete an assignment together.

Sometimes the assignment involves gluing together beans of different colors to make a collage, and other times it involves coloring an egg.

Yan Tang took a look at the sign-up this time for an experience event, and today's event is generally the same.

Lexing Children's Club is a paid club. The first experience is free, and if you want to participate in the activities later, you need to pay for the lectures.

Therefore, the families in this club are generally families who are willing to bother with children with intellectual disabilities, and they will not be families who are overwhelmed by life.

This kind of club is not so much to allow children with mental retardation to get better care, but rather to allow more families raising mentally retarded children to hug each other for warmth and encourage each other.

After all, taking care of children with intellectual problems is equivalent to pouring one's love into a black hole. No matter how thick and deep the love is, it has not received any feedback for a long time. Under the response, no matter how sensible it is, it will make people feel sad. exhaustion, frustration, and even despair.

"Ai Bao, when you go in, a female teacher will take you to the game area. You and the children play first, and I will go to you later." Yan Tang zipped up Ai Bao's coat, and put Xiao Huang Take the duck scarf off for him.

He guessed that the heating was turned on in the activity area, and if Ai Bao was still wrapped in a scarf, his face would be flushed with heat.

Ai Bao wore a thick and velvet yellow loose sweater today, with a striped sweater inside the sweater, and autumn clothes inside the sweater.Yan Tang also put on two sets of his trousers, a pair of black fleece trousers and a pair of thin long johns.

Looking from a distance, Ai Bao is holding Yan Tang, like a big yellow fat duck stepping on two thin legs, swaying and walking next to Yan Tang.

Yan Tang told him a few words in the elevator.

Ai Bao responded humbly, he opened his almond eyes and looked around, his little curly hair swayed from side to side, he didn't know how much he listened to.

The elevators in the Children's Palace are a bit old, not only the doors are slow to open and close, but also the elevators go up and down slowly.

Fortunately, it is a sightseeing elevator with glass doors. Ai Bao stared outside with a curious face. He looked at the trees, the streets, and the cars and people on the streets getting smaller and smaller. Small, not far away, the gray hair of an old man who is leaning on candied candied haws sticks is also slowly shrinking with the red ones.

But he himself is getting higher and higher, higher and higher, higher and higher...

Just when Ai Bao felt that he could still grow taller, with a sound of "ding dong—" the top floor arrived, and the elevator opened.

Yan Tang led him out.

Aibao quietly said goodbye to the old elevator.