The little sweet cub of the age is milky and fierce

Chapter 88 Making Tangrams

"Of course, my dad did all of these." Yoyo proudly raised her head, with a little puppy showing off in her rising tail.

Bai Zeyu took the rabbit head and the fish in his hand and looked at them carefully. The three things had smooth cut edges, regular shapes, and they looked decent.

Although the work is simple, the craftsmanship is enough.

Bai Zeyu thought about his plan to make money, but he didn't know if Yoyo's father would trust him as a four-year-old child.

"Have you ever played Tangram?" Bai Zeyu asked Yoyo.

"No, what is a tangram?" Yoyo is very interested in unknown things. The name of the tangram is quite nice, but I don't know what it is, so it's fun.

"Come on, I'll make you a tangram for you to see."

Bai Zeyu brought Yoyo into the room and drew the shape of each piece of the tangram on the paper with a pen.

Their scissors were put away by Zhao Xiuzhen, and Bai Zeyu tore them by hand.

Yoyo looked at the neatly torn piece of paper, and the curious look in her eyes gradually deepened.

"What are these?" Yoyo stretched out her little finger and tapped the torn pieces of paper, how do you play with these little pieces of paper?
Do you tear it like Bai Zeyu?

Yoyo's fingers were about to move, and she touched a small square piece of paper that was closest to her. When she picked it up, she wanted to tear the piece of paper like Bai Zeyu did.

Bai Zeyu listened and it was quiet here, remembering that the last time she was so quiet in her own room, she was painting on the wall, so this time it is so quiet, what kind of demon is Xiao Feifei going to be?

He turned his head to look over and caught Yoyo who was about to tear the paper. He quickly stopped, "Put down the paper in your hand, and sit next to me now."

Let her sit beside him, I don't believe that she can still be a sneaky demon.

Yo Yo obediently put down the paper in her hand, sat next to Bai Zeyu, and then her little mouth couldn't stop.

"Bai Zeyu, are you done? What the hell is going on with this? Is it tearing like you?"

Yoyo was talking, and his hand touched the piece of paper that Bai Zeyu had torn up again.

Bai Zeyu was just trying to prevent Yoyo from getting started again. He took another piece of paper for Yoyo, "Tear this off."

Yoyo learn to tear paper like Bai Zeyu, let's start simple, tear a square.

Yoyo is beautiful, but the reality is tragic.

Looking at the jagged piece of paper that she tore out, Yoyo blushed, and quickly shoved the paper ball into her palm.

I didn't see it, I didn't see it, Bai Zeyu didn't see anything just now.

Yoyo recited in her heart, trying to hypnotize herself.

But how could Yoyo's little actions escape Bai Zeyu, who is always watching her. He knew that Yoyo was just a little Philip with a strong self-esteem, so he pretended not to see it and showed her the torn tangram.

"Look, this is a tangram, and we can use it to make a lot of patterns. You see, this is a small house."

Bai Zeyu put a triangle and a square on top of each other to form a small house.

"Look, it's a kitten."

Bai Zeyu used all seven pieces of paper to make a kitten.

Yoyo was pleasantly surprised to see a few ordinary pieces of paper turned into cute kittens in Bai Zeyu's hands. She opened her mouth wide and reached out to touch the kitten.

"I want to fight too!" Yoyo raised her hands high, indicating that she would try too.

"Okay, you come."

Bai Zeyu disturbed the kitten and asked Yoyo to make up the pattern by himself.

Yoyo first learned from Bai Zeyu's previous practice, spelled out the house, and then spelled out the kitten.

Both were spelled out, Yoyo felt a sense of accomplishment, and became more interested in tangrams.

"What else can be spelled out?" Yoyo urged Bai Zeyu to continue to spell the pattern, so that she could continue to learn.

Bai Zeyu did not continue to fight. He took the piece of paper and said, "The jigsaw puzzle made of paper is not strong, it is easy to break, and it is easy to lose. If it is made of wood, it will be strong and durable."

Yoyo turned Bai Zeyu's words in his head twice and understood what Bai Zeyu meant.

"You want my dad to make tangrams for us, right?"

Bai Zeyu feels that the current Xiao Fei is too clever. If only she could be so clever all the time.

"Well, is your dad at home now?"

Bai Zeyu wanted to chat with Lu Aiguo in person, and he wanted to cooperate with Lu Aiguo.

"At home, he went to talk to grandpa. Bai Zeyu, are you going to my house? Did your mother let you go?"

Yo Yo is very sensitive. Although she doesn't know what to say about some things, she understands it in her heart.

Because of the death of their family, many people are very taboo in their family.

"My mother doesn't care about that. Let's bring Tangram to your house."

"Okay."

Yoyo's little hand swiped and pulled all the toys and tangrams he brought into his little pocket, grabbed Bai Zeyu's hand and led him to his house.

When the two cubs arrived at Lu's house, Lu Aiguo had already returned from Old Man Lu and was talking to Ru Fengying about the conversation between him and Old Man Lu.

"Dad, I'm back!"

Yoyo shouted happily.

Lu Aiguo listened to Yoyo's shout, and the expression on his face relaxed. His daughter's voice made him very happy.

"Yoyo is back!" Lu Aiguo went up to meet him, hugged Yoyo, and then saw Bai Zeyu who came with Yoyo.

"Bai Zeyu is here too, come in."

Yoyo patted Lu Aiguo's arm and told him to put himself down.

"Dad, I want to show you something good!"

"What good stuff?"

Lu Aiguo had a look of anticipation on his face. The girl had something good to show him, which proved that she was thinking of herself.

"It's this jigsaw puzzle, have you ever played it, Dad?"

Yoyo took out the tangram, the pieces of paper were a little folded in her small pocket, she flattened them all and showed them to Lu Aiguo.

Lu Aiguo had never heard of this, "No, what's the fun with this?"

Yoyo heard that Lu Aiguo had never played, and immediately turned into a little teacher, "I teach you, I can play!"

Yoyo spelled Bai Zeyu's two patterns for Lu Aiguo, and Lu Aiguo thought it was quite interesting.

He fiddled with it for a while and found that it was quite fun.

When Ru Fengying saw that the father and daughter played and left Bai Zeyu out, she talked to him on the side and learned that Bai Zeyu made the jigsaw puzzle.

She grabbed Lu Aiguo and boasted to him, "Look at how smart Xiaoyu is, he made this thing himself."

"I saw this in an old newspaper. My dad said that tangrams existed a long time ago. Uncle Lu, can you make tangrams out of wood?"

Tangram is an invention of our ancestors and a traditional toy. Bai Zeyu dare not take this credit.

"It's made of wood? Okay, do you want it? Uncle will make it for you."

When Lu Aiguo was new to woodworking, he would not refuse anyone who came and asked Bai Zeyu enthusiastically.

Bai Zeyu thought about seeing what kind of jigsaw puzzle Lu Aiguo made first, and then it would be good to discuss cooperation with him.

"I want it, Uncle Lu, help me make one, and I can draw a picture for you."

Bai Zeyu's mature performance made him not look like a four-year-old child, but with a little adult comparing him, Lu Aiguo and his wife didn't care too much about his differences.

(End of this chapter)