House Dad’s Literary Life

In the early morning, the butterflies fluttered on the edge of the flower, Murphy leaned against the lush eucalyptus, and smiled at Yang Lan and his daughter practicing Kung Fu. It is a bit inconsistent to say that practicing Kung Fu is not as good as saying that Yang Lan teaches to play swords!

Still as usual, Yang Lan asked her to do a combination of several lunges to let her move open. In the past, Yang Lan also planned to gradually increase the amount of exercise, but Murphy worried that her daughter would be trained as a female man, and she was strictly forbidden to let Yang Yan let her muscles...

However, when practicing Kung Fu, I was still very serious with a small face, the little girl dressed in pink short-sleeved shorts to practice Kung Fu, plus a serious expression, there is something cool!

"Today, Dad teaches you a trick, there is no special practical effect, but it looks good!" Yang Lan said, "You should watch Dad first."

He looked at it very seriously, and Murphy also opened his eyes with great interest.

I saw Yang Hao hanging the wrist and holding the sword. He took a step forward and used the waist inertia to swing the sword. The stainless steel blade, although not yet open, is still silvery, waving, as if the light has become a line, the line is even into a face, like a flower is blooming.

"Great!" Murphy couldn't help but sigh.

Where is the power she can't say, but from an aesthetic point of view, this kind of bells and whistles is very attractive!

The same is true, and it is hard to resist the beauty. Although the little girl is still serious, she can't wait to hold a small fist and whispered, "I want to learn, hey, I want to learn this!"

Yang Lan stopped, he smiled and put the sword aside, then twisted his wrist and said: "Come, hey, let's move my wrist with my father."

Although I am very eager to take out my father's sword flower, but after these days of exercise, her patience is much better, and I am active with my father.

Instead, Murphy smirked his hand behind him, striding forward, as if he was a thief, he would smack Yang Yu’s sword. He wanted to learn to dance, but when she just lifted it, she felt the heavy weight.

"Wow! It's heavy!" Murphy exclaimed. She couldn't hold one hand and had to hold both hands.

The rumor sounded over, and the little girl proudly raised her chest and said: "Because the strength of the cockroach is great, just like Sun Wukong, it is necessary to take heavy weapons!"

Yang Lan took the iron sword from the disappointed Murphy. He smiled and said: "If you want to play, I will give you a light one for you."

"No, no!" Murphy shook his head and said, "How can I have time to play? I will start recording now!"

Well, she is going to go back to the company to prepare a new album. For the sake of convenience, she still has to live in the house in the coastal area. Yang Lan’s heart is full of sadness, but she still has to understand the hard work of Murphy. He did not make a reservation.

Yang Lan shook his head, sorted out his thoughts, and then continued to explain to him: "Our trick is called the sword, which is divided into two types, one is the wrist flower, the other is the wrist flower."

Yang Lan and Yan each stood with a sword facing each other, and they also learned that Dad lifted the wooden sword in his hand.

"Either way, you have to pay attention to the gestures, so that the **** are fastened, but don't buckle too much, keeping the flexibility between the wrist and the sword."

"But I won't turn." The little girl licked her mouth and said to her father.

Yang Lan handed the sword to his left hand, and his right hand held a small hand to teach: "Come, follow Dad's movements, slowly, cut the wrist flower. The direction of the sword is from the outside to the inside, Then go out."

Under the guidance of Dad's hands, the cockroach quickly formed a certain muscle memory, and slowly took out a little sword flower.

"It's so tired! The hands are sour." After a while, I couldn't hold it anymore. After all, it was still a child.

Murphy finally had the value of existence. She quickly took out the bottle from the bag next to her and said, "If you are tired, take a break. Girls should not be anxious to learn these rude things. Come slowly, drink first. Soy milk."

With Murphy petting, Yang Lan had no choice but to hold a sword on his side. He also spoiled his daughter, but when he was practicing alone with him, he was still not so delicate!

After learning less than five minutes, the rest time is longer, or I feel that the rest is enough. The little girl grabbed her little wooden sword and ran to find her father to continue learning.

"The problem you have just practiced is sour. The problem is that you are not doing the right way. You must make full use of your own waist to reduce the burden on your wrist." Yang Lan patted his waist with his left hand and gestured to the side. Roll up the sword flower for demonstration.

Yang Lan stopped and said to him: "Try it yourself and find the frequency and feeling of the waist turning."

The little girl is really a bit talented. She can still remember the movement of the wrist flower, and she doesn't need the father to describe it in detail. She twists the thin waist, twists left and right, and gradually finds a little feeling.

"Yes, you can speed up slightly." Yang Lan gave an appreciative look.

The little girl who was praised by her father suddenly greeted her with joy and became more and more energetic.

"Let's try the wrist flower again. This is the opposite of the wrist-cut flower. It is from the inside out." Yang Lan still did the demonstration himself, and then taught his daughter hand-to-hand.

I dropped out of school very quickly, and after a while, both movements were very skilled.

"Well, it's almost time to go back to have breakfast!" Murphy still distressed her daughter, and did not teach Yang Lan.

"That's okay, we will continue to learn coherent moves tomorrow." Yang Lan put the sword away and said with the squatting fist.

"Yes!" He also slammed his sword and gave him a fist.

The stature is taller than the children of the same age. Now the mature appearance looks not only cool, but also feels like a beautiful girl!

Murphy couldn't help but smile. She went to hold her hand and said softly: "We are smart, right? You said it with Ma Ma, saying that dropping out of school is especially fast!" Ma Ma is very happy!"

"Hey!" The little girl is now like a four-year-old girl, spoiled in her mother's arms, smiling a little embarrassed.

"But Ma Ma doesn't want to be a murderer like a cockroach. He wants to be a sly girl! Learn piano like Ma Ma, learn to sing well?" Murphy said.

Yang Lan, who followed, smiled helplessly.

He was not very fierce, but only when the emotions were out of control, they only murdered Murphy once. Usually, although he is not a mature man who will be awkward, but at least it is a good man who is gentle and jade?

"Well, I also like to play the piano." He nodded and responded.

Three people bathed in the sun, walked through the path filled with flowers and went home.