House Dad’s Literary Life

When the weekend arrived, I also had a holiday. Yang Lan, who had been busy for a few days, decided to give herself a holiday, mainly to accompany her daughter, so she was very willing to shut down the coffee shop.

However, he did not learn a certain Mr. Yuan, and posted a note on the door of the store to take time off. This article did not even have the idea of ​​making an excuse.

What surprised Yang Lan was that Murphy also came over. Murphy, who didn’t know when he figured it out, also suspended the recording work that was being recorded in full force, and reunited with Yang Lan for two days on weekends.

The previous Murphy was a workaholic!

When she was preparing for her return album, she really stayed in the studio all day and night, and even sent her to Yang Lan’s home to take time to get free!

"I don't know why... Maybe after the failure, I understand that the music needs to come slowly. The people who accuse me are not wrong. They work hard and do not want to." Murphy answered Yang. When she was puzzled, she was a little confused.

I saw her leaning against the fence and looking at the starry night sky. He continued to whisper: "Maybe because I realize now that music and family are equally important. I don't want to put all my energy into my work, but Ignore the growth of my daughter."

"And me?" Yang Lan grabbed Murphy from behind and tied her with her fingers.

"Hey!" Murphy was not confused at this time, but he narrowed his head in a playful manner and squeezed into Yang’s arms and said, "There is no reason for you, you guess!"

Yang Lan’s arms are still very warm!

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On Saturday, they stayed at home, listening to the story of the kindergarten, squatting three little short British, and then waiting for sleep at night, Yang Lan and Murphy were romantic again.

The story of the night cannot be described.

On Sunday, Yang Lan has a special arrangement!

"We went to climb the pavilion mountain and then barbecued on the mountain!" Yang Lan prepared for the barbecue ingredients and equipment, charcoal, and announced with great interest.

"Okay!" The little man was the best, and she bounced and cheered. "I like to play!"

"But if you are grilling in the mountains, will it cause mountain fires?" Murphy was playing with the wind and rain that was bought yesterday, and he was worried with a spray of water.

"There is indeed this risk." Yang Xiao smiled and said, "But you can rest assured that in the mountains, I am an expert, there is me, there is no risk!"

"Go, go!" He was screaming and proclaiming his sense of existence, excitedly screaming.

In this case, Murphy did not have any more opinions, she smiled and nodded.

Just when Murphy packed up his clothes, when Yang Hao sorted out the barbecue ingredients to be brought, he ran over.

"Hey, can we take them with them?" The little girl thought very well. When she took her father's hand, she asked a little worried. "If we are not at home, they will be very scared." ""

Yang Lan took a small head and smirked gently. "Of course, we have to bring them together. But, hey, can you shoulder the responsibility of taking care of them?"

I must bring the kittens, because Yang Lan is going to play almost a daytime after they leave. If the kittens are left at home, I am afraid that the kittens will be hungry during the day.

I was very happy when I heard it. The little girl stood up and stretched her face. She was seriously committed: "I can, oh, I will take care of them!"

The book is right, don't treat children as children who don't know, and give them some "small tasks" that they can do. They can create unexpected surprises for adults!

After a while, Yang Lan took the big mountaineering bag that packed the good things to the living room, and he was surprised to see that he was stuffing the kittens into his little bag.

At the same time, the three little British short or lying, or sitting, or leisurely pace, around the little girl, looked up.

"What do you put on the kitten's toys?" Yang Lan came over, glanced and asked with a smile.

Yang Lan took out a fluffy cloth mouse and threw it in her hands. This immediately caught the attention of the kittens. Even the cockroaches turned over from the ground and stood up. Looking at the cloth mouse that rolled in the air with big eyes.

But she didn't, she picked it up, took her father's hand, and grabbed it: "Don't do it! I'm so hard to pack it up!"

"Do you want to take it outside and play for them?" Yang Lan saw his daughter nod. He smiled and touched the little guy's head and said, "That doesn't take too much, just go out for a while, take it. They can't play much."

Her eyes widened a little confused. She scratched her head and said with a grin. "So, what should I do?"

"Come, Dad will pack it for you, let's take a few toys, bring them the cat food they eat at noon, and the milk that the kittens want to drink." Yang Lan comforted the little girl and then helped her to make some big chunks. I can't use the toy that I can't use.

On the table, a little scorpion playing with a cat accidentally rolled down, and suddenly caused a fight for three kittens.

"Hey, Xiao Yan refueling, Xiao Yan refueling!" His attention was drawn to the past, the little girl couldn’t watch Dad clean up, turned and joined the battle group, her cheerleaders not only did not be a referee, but also often helped Xiao Yan Pull the frame too!

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At ten o'clock in the morning, I finally set off!

Yang Lan drove the car, carrying Murphy and the cockroach, and the three kittens in the cage behind the car, heading for the depths of Tingshan.

Tingshan said that it is small and small, and that it is big and big.

Small is Tingshan, which is bordered by Jiangcheng Communication University. This is the main mountain, but it is not as tall as Huangshan and Taishan. It is a small mountain!

It is also reasonable to say that it is big, because the entire Tingshan is a small mountain range, followed by mountains and valleys, forming a small mountain range with the Tingshan.

The place where Yang Lan drove to the car was another relatively gentle hill. At present, the Panshan Highway was repaired, but the corresponding scenic spot has not yet been established. It is sparsely populated and is a good place for self-driving tour.

On the road, the winding road was only the car of the tyrant, and Yang Lan opened the window and opened the ceiling, really taking the wind.

Murphy was sitting in the back seat, and they were in a very good mood. Murphy also patted his hand and sang a song: "Time is slowly screaming, you walk slowly, I want to accompany my baby, sit The boat, running along the river..."

The little girl also patted her hands and smiled and shook her head with a smile. Yang Lan drove the car, smiling slightly, and listening quietly. The world’s unrecognizable songs are sung in the clear voice of Murphy, and it’s also melodious.

I don't know if the people in this mountain have entered the end of life in the autumn, or they are intoxicated by the songs. They have no sound. The warm breeze passed, and only the rustling sound of the leaves was echoing with the song.

Can not be described, such a simple description should not touch the line?