Take your daughter to eat the poor and rich

Xiaobai was watching TV in the living room by himself, and saw that the two fathers had disappeared. After searching around, only the door of this room was closed.

Zhuang Yao opened the door of the study, Xiaobai stood outside the door, raised his head and asked, "Dazhuang's father, where is my father?"

"I'm here." Bai Muhang's voice came from behind Zhuang Yao.

"Dabai." Xiaobai was a little sleepy watching TV: "I'm going to sleep."

Zhuang Yao bent down to pick up Xiaobai, and walked into the room: "Daddy hasn't bathed yet, so Xiaobai should go to bed first, okay?"

Xiaobai said, "I'll wait for Dad."

Zhuang Yao hugged Xiaobai with one hand, took off the slippers on Xiaobai's feet with the other hand, and put Xiaobai on the bed: "Xiaobai goes to bed first, Dad will be here soon."

Bai Muhang followed into the room, took a change of clothes, and said to Xiao Bai: "I'm going to take a shower, you wait on the bed for a while."

"Okay." Xiao Bai consciously covered his stomach with a quilt.

Bai Muhang went to the bathroom.

Zhuang Yao sat by the bed, touched Xiaobai's forehead with his big hand: "Would you like to listen to a story? Daddy tell you a story, please?"

Zhuang Yao has researched some children's bedtime stories on the Internet, and he has memorized the fairy tales and fables that little girls like to hear. Zhuang Yao has made preparations.

"Okay." Xiaobai asked happily: "Dazhuang Dad, can you tell me about the wolf coming?"

The wolf is coming Zhuang Yao heard this story from his teacher when he was a child in school. Although he hasn't heard it for many years, he still remembers a little bit.

He nodded and said, "Okay, Dad will tell you."

Xiaobai looked at him expectantly.

Zhuang Yao has never told a story. He is used to reading documents, and his tone is not warm when reading. He has never told a story, so he doesn't know how to describe it.

But Xiaobai wants to hear, he will try his best to speak well.

He has to learn to be a good father.

Clearing his throat, Zhuang Yao lowered his voice. Although his words were still a little stiff, he could hear a hint of softness in his deep voice: "Once upon a time there was a kid herding sheep. One day he felt very bored while herding sheep on the mountain. He He just wanted to lie and play tricks on everyone, so he yelled at the villagers at the foot of the mountain, "Wolf is coming..."

"That's not right." Xiaobai said, "Father Dazhuang, you're wrong. It's not like this when the wolf comes."

Zhuang Yao thought for a while, and said: "Dad is right." The version he heard when he was a child was almost like this. Maybe the explanation was not good enough, but the general meaning was not wrong.

Xiaobai shook his head and said, "Father Dazhuang, you are wrong, it is different from what Dabai said."

Zhuang Yao was puzzled: "Is Dabai's father different from what I said?"

"Well," Xiaobai nodded and said, "Dabai said that it was a kid herding sheep. He was hungry when he was herding sheep on the mountain alone. He was very hungry, so he secretly ate the sheep. Fried lamb chops , Roast the leg of lamb, sprinkle with cumin and pepper, it's so fragrant!"

Zhuang Yao: ...What kind of bizarre bedtime fable is this?

He actually, kind of wanted to hear the follow-up.

So he asked, "What else?"

Xiaobai said: "He was full, and then told the villagers that the wolf is coming~ the wolf is coming~~ the wolf has eaten the lamb. Then the villagers came and found that the lamb was eaten up, and the villagers were very sad "Xiaobai spoke very slowly, but he said each word clearly, and his thoughts were very clear: "The next day, the kid was herding sheep on the mountain, and he was hungry again, very hungry, so he secretly They ate the sheep and made them into sheep scorpions! They are delicious!"

"Dazhuang's father, do you know about sheep scorpion?" Xiaobai had never eaten sheep scorpion, he only heard about it from Bai Muhang and her.

Zhuang Yao: "...I know."

Xiaobai was a little greedy, and asked childishly, "Is it delicious?"

Zhuang Yao: "..." He didn't eat it either, he just knew it.

"Daddy will take you to eat another day, okay?" Zhuang Yao's eyes lit up when he saw Xiao Baiqian.

Xiaobai said, "Dazhuang, you are the best!"

Zhuang Yao: "The story is not over yet, what's next?"

"The kid lied to the villagers again." Xiaobai said: "After he finished eating the sheep and scorpions, he told the villagers that the wolf is coming~ The wolf is coming~~ The villagers took sticks and went up the mountain to beat the wolf. They didn't see the wolf, kid It was said that the wolf ran away after eating the sheep, and the villagers were very angry when they heard that."

Zhuang Yao didn't speak, Xiaobai continued: "On the third day, the kid was hungry again, and he wanted to eat a lamb secretly like the previous two days, but he didn't know that the villagers were worried that the kid would be killed by wolves. He ate it, and hid secretly on the mountain to protect him. When he was eating sheep, he was discovered by the villagers. The villagers were very angry and asked him why he cheated. The child cried and said that he only ate sheep when he was hungry, and he would never eat sheep again. He dared not lie, he apologized to the villagers, and then offered them a roast whole lamb, and the villagers forgave him."

Xiaobai looked at Zhuang Yao and said, "Father Dazhuang, have you ever eaten roasted whole lamb?"

Zhuang Yao: "... have eaten."

Xiaobai looked at Zhuang Yao enviously: "Is it delicious?"

"...It's okay." Every year at the company's annual meeting, there will be roasted whole lamb. Zhuang Yao has tasted it, and the taste is not bad. There is neither preference nor dislike.

Seeing his daughter's longing expression, Zhuang Yao suddenly had the urge to take her to eat roasted whole lamb right now.

Xiaobai imitated Bai Muhang's tone when he told her a story and asked, "Father Dazhuang, do you know what this story tells us?"

Is there a central idea in eating sheep?

On the many ways to eat lamb?

Zhuang Yao said: "I don't know."

Xiaobai told Zhuang Yao: "This story tells us not to lie, children who lie will pay the price."

"... at what price?" All the mutton was eaten in his stomach.

Xiaobai gave Zhuang Yao a "You don't understand this? ', and said: "The kid who is lying wants to invite the villagers to eat roasted whole lamb. Roasted whole lamb is very expensive, and this is the price."

Zhuang Yao: "...Did your father tell you this?" The adaptation of the unrecognizable story can still be brought back to the theme, which is also amazing.

Xiaobai nodded and said, "There is also the story of the little match girl and Snow White, Dad Dazhuang, do you want to hear it?"

Zhuang Yao sighed, "No need, go to sleep."

When Bai Muhang came back from the shower, Xiaobai happily said, "Dabai, Dazhuang's father said he would take us to eat sheep and scorpions!"

Bai Muhang was stunned, and looked at Zhuang Yao puzzled, "What kind of sheep and scorpions are you eating in such a hot day?" He was not afraid of getting angry.

Zhuang Yao looked at him inexplicably, and said, "Xiaobai just told me a story."

Bai Muhang: "??"

Zhuang Yao said: "It's about different ways to eat sheep, add some cumin and pepper." It's delicious.

Xiaobai almost drooled when he said it.

Bai Muhang: "..."

Zhuang Yao really didn't know how Bai Muhang taught Xiaobai to be so well-behaved and sensible. Wouldn't he be too hungry to fall asleep after telling such a fantastic bedtime story?

Zhuang Yao went back to his room to take a shower.

Bai Muhang lay on the bed with only the bedside lamp on.

Xiaobai nestled in his father's arms and said, "Dabai, even Dazhuang's father can't tell stories."

Bai Muhang thought to himself, girl, your father made it up.He said: "Well, he can't talk like a father."

Xiaobai asked: "Dabai, I still want to hear the story of the ugly duckling. Will the ugly duckling taste better when it becomes a white swan?"

"No," Bai Muhang said, "People love the ugly duckling after it turns into a swan. It looks beautiful, can fly, and hasn't been eaten. The duck that laughed at the ugly duckling before was sold to a restaurant when it grew up, and it was sold to a restaurant to make a living. It became a roast duck."

"What a tragedy." Xiaobai said, "Dabai, can we eat roast duck tomorrow?" According to the logic of Bai Muhang's storytelling, there is a high possibility that the recipe mentioned the night before will appear on the table the next day.

Unless the ingredients for that dish are expensive.

Bai Muhang said: "Daughter, it's time to go to bed, otherwise you will be hungry later."

"Good night, Dad." Xiaobai said.

Bai Muhang tilted his head and kissed her forehead: "Good night, baby."

The child was simple-minded, and fell asleep shortly after closing his eyes.

The breathing is light and slow, and the movement is small and almost inaudible.

During the first two years of Xiaobai's birth, Bai Muhang stretched out his hand to feel his daughter's breath after Xiaobai fell asleep like a psychopath.

He always felt that his daughter didn't move a little while she was asleep, as if she was out of breath, and he liked to scare himself.

Now when I am asleep, I often reach out to touch my daughter's little hand, feeling the warmth of Xiaobai's palm.

Bai Muhang lay on the bed, not feeling sleepy.

The mind will think about what happened today.

Too much has happened today.

Work, relationship, family.

All in one night.

The transformation can be described as huge.

The person who brought him these things was Zhuang Yao.

When I thought of Zhuang Yao in my heart, the door was opened.

Zhuang Yao opened the door and came in, Bai Muhang stared at him for a moment.

"Is there anything else?" When he asked this sentence, he was a little insincere, and he seemed to guess why Zhuang Yao came here.

Zhuang Yao walked to the bed, looked at him and said, "The air conditioner is broken."

Bai Muhang: "..." I can be sure that last night was really not a dream.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Zhuang Yao thought for a while: "Remote control?"

Bai Muhang: "..." I'm asking you, not you asking me.

Zhuang Yao said affirmatively: "It's the remote control, there is no response."

"The air conditioners in the room all have the same brand and the remote control," Bai Muhang said, "Try using the remote control in our room?"

Zhuang Yao lifted the quilt and went to bed: "Try tomorrow, I'm a little sleepy."

Bai Muhang: ...you are here, what else can I say?

He moved Xiaobai a bit into the bed, leaving half for Zhuang Yao.

Zhuang Yao turned off the light by the bed, turned sideways and put one hand on Bai Muhang's waist: "Go to sleep."

Bai Muhang closed his eyes and slowed down his breathing, but Zhuang Yao's arms around his waist felt too strong, so he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

He whispered: "Can you take your hand off, it's a little hot."

"Hot?" Zhuang Yao's breathing was right next to his ears.

Bai Muhang felt hotter, and he let out a "hmm".

Hearing this, Zhuang Yao moved his arm up slowly, and finally landed on his shoulder, with his body slightly propped up, the other arm propped up on the bed, facing Bai Muhang.

In the darkness, the two looked at each other.

Each can see the tiny stars in each other's eyes.

Bai Muhang's breathing became slow unconsciously.

Zhuang Yao's forehead moved down slowly, and his lips touched Bai Muhang's lips.

"Hanghang." He called out vaguely, and sucked in Bai Muhang's lower lip.

From slowly shallow to gradually deep.

……

"Is it still hot?" Zhuang Yao let go of him and asked.

It's getting hotter, starting to get hotter from the heart.

Bai Muhang panted for a while, and said, "It's not hot anymore."

Zhuang Yao smiled lightly, kissed the corner of his lips, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

The magnetic voice seemed to have a hypnotic effect, Bai Muhang closed his eyes and fell asleep not long after.

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