House Dad’s Literary Life

After her and her friends performed the "Song of the Pig", the parents of the audience were applauding the children. Although they did not applaud their own applause for each show, everyone’s approval still allowed The children’s nervous expressions were all relaxed, and they burst into a big smile.

Yang Lan went to the backstage and received her own niece. The excitement of her cockroaches has not passed. She took off her props and she was not afraid of cold. She was stalking her father. If Yang Lan took her, let her wear a down jacket. The little girl may have caught the cold without knowing it.

After getting dressed, Yang Lan touched the back of the cockroach and saw if there was any sweat on the back and it was really sweaty. But Yang Lan forgot to heat his hands, and the result was cold and cold, and he reached in, and the little guy "ah" and "ah" screamed.

"Dad's fault, Dad is not right!" Yang Lan was embarrassed to apologize to her daughter, and quickly squatted for a while before picking up a small towel and wiping her sweat, otherwise she might catch a cold.

The indoor temperature is not too high or low, but the little girl is still sweating, showing how serious she is.

But she didn't feel tired at all. She was still enthusiastic. Although she was frozen for a while, she could not stop her desire to speak: "Hey, I told you that I have a place to jump wrong."

When I talked to my father, I held a small plastic flower from the teacher.

"It doesn't matter if you jumped wrong. Your performance today is very good. Who will notice that you jumped wrong?" Yang Lan realized that he was a little wrong and could not teach his daughter to ignore his own problems, he added. "You just need to remember where you are wrong, and change it later!"

"Yeah! No, no." The little girl was still sweet at first, but soon she found the loophole in her father’s words and giggled. "No, it’s already done, it won’t jump. It is."

"Who said it? You didn't show it to you, maybe we will go home during the Spring Festival, and you have to jump to see it?" Yang Xiao smiled.

"Then I will look better, I will jump to see you!" The little girl came back and said seriously to Dad.

Yang stunned for a moment, but it was the daughter’s unintentional language disease. However, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him. He looked at the girl who was full of vitality, and the corner of his mouth evoked the curvature of the bend.

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The performance of "The Song of the Pig" was very successful. At least many of the parents who had not had time to accompany the children for rehearsal and watched the children's show for the first time were full of praise.

After the party, they also found Yang Lan, hoping to get a copy of the audio, if there is a video recorded on the show, it is even better! They also want to leave a growing memory for their children!

Of course, in fact, it can be said that it is more thorough. After all, Yang Lan is also a big star. His children can sing the music created by Yang Lan with his children. In the future, there is also a capital that can be boasted by family and friends! This is all human nature, nothing wrong.

Yang Hao simply promised them to upload the audio and program videos on several music websites in the name of the studio of Fei Fei, and set it to be free to download and browse. This is the song, Yang Lan directly open, Free for these children and their parents, of course, except for commercial use.

However, Yang Lan seems to have underestimated his influence!

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On New Year's Day, there is no need to go to kindergarten. Today, the weather is good, the sun is shining, and the temperature during the day is warmer. Yang Lan took Murphy and the children back to the small building of the coffee shop, strolling and strolling, and changing the environment to change the air.

Seeing that Yang Lan suddenly appeared, Ding Xiang, who was walking back to the bar with a plastic tray, panicked.

"Happiness?" Yang Yu took the door to Murphy, who pushed the horizontal stroller, and looked at it in a casual manner.

Ding Xiang, who was not good at lying, realized that it was wrong. Under the panic, he almost accidentally dropped the plastic tray on the ground. After a while, she bent over and caught the tray, hugged her arms and said, "Yang Da Ge, Huanhuan Happy her... she is upstairs."

In fact, Ding Xiang was annoyed when he said this.

What is this lie? Is it so level? If Yang Lan glanced upstairs, wouldn’t he have all the stuffing?

“Really upstairs?” Yang Lan asked meaningfully.

Ding Xiang is not lying, not stupid, Yang Lan said so, she suddenly understood, and then carefully looked at Yang Lan, whispered: "Yangda, you know it?"

Yang Lan shook his eyebrows triumphantly, pointing his finger at Ding Xiang, and did not answer it positively. Instead, he said, "No ventilation!"

Ding Xiang can not understand the meaning of Yang Lan, she burst into a bitter smile, it is very difficult to help keep a secret, but also to do double-sided spies? This is too difficult for the honest Hunan girl.

At this moment, while listening to them playing dumb puzzles, I was so confused that I couldn’t help but ask: "Hey, what are you talking about? Where is the little aunt?"

Next to Murphy smiled, she gently patted her daughter's shoulder and said: "Your little aunt is going to film."

"Little aunt went to filming? Ma Ma, I want to see!" He said happily.

"This time, no, because your little aunt is filming, it is very chaotic, very dangerous. Next time, if it is not dangerous, Dad is taking you there." Yang Lan took the call and stunned for a while. The embarrassment, let her dispel the idea of ​​watching the filming in the "battlefield" of smoke.

Yang Lan did not make it difficult for Ding Xiang, but took out an album and handed it to Ding Xiang to put her on the shelf.

"Happiness?" Ding Xiang read the text on the cover of the album that had not been unsealed, and then said with some surprise, "Chen Yujie's "Happiness" album? Is this album not released today?"

Ding Xiang knows this because Guo Ziyi said when she was chatting with her.

Of course, Ding Xiang also quickly understood how stupid this problem was. She still knew the relationship between Yang Lan and Chen Yujie.

Yang Lan explained to her: "Well, this album has two songs, I wrote it to him, so he sent me a few sample dishes, I took a copy and put it in the store, you can also put As a result, the song that Chen Yujie sang is worthy of appreciation."

This record Yang Lan got it half a month ago, just waited for the record to be released and gave it to Ding Xiang, which is also a reflection of copyright.

Ding Xiang nodded and opened the record to play.

However, Yang Lan did not stay in the store to listen to songs, he still wants to do some restorative sports with Murphy today.

So I saw Yang Lan put their things in the coffee shop, took Murphy, squatting, pushed the baby stroller, carried the little cockroach and went out to the sun, and there were quite a few green dams. Take a walk.

Murphy can't do strenuous exercise now, even running can wait for a while, and the body can adapt to a certain exercise intensity.

At this stage, for Murphy, walking is the best, safest and most effective post-natal recovery exercise!

What's more, bathe in the warm winter afternoon sun, breathe the fresh air outdoors, look at the bouncing, lively and lovely daughter in front, look at the Yang Lan who is helping to accompany the baby carriage, Murphy feels himself The mood is very good!

There is no feeling of depression when I take care of my newborn baby in addition to my parents!

Walking and walking, suddenly, the front of the cockroach suddenly picked up the song: "la la la, where is the spring, where is the spring, spring is there... blinking..."

I don't know if I saw the slightly greenish greenness of the bushes in front, and the green and green needles of the evergreen trees in the front. The little girl actually remembered this song that she had never sung for a long time. Of course, The lyrics are not recorded, but also the words!

Listening to the sweet voice, Murphy’s mood is better, and she can’t help but squat.

Hearing, he turned his head and went to the side of his mother with joy, holding his mother's hand and singing with his mother, so that you can "remember" the lyrics!

It’s a pity that Xiao Yan won’t sing.

However, when she sang, she did not forget her brother. She bent down from time to time and looked at Xiaoxiao.

Lying in the stroller, the little cockroach comfortably covering the little quilt was curiously looking at the bright world with his big eyes, and from time to time came out of his sister’s head, Xiaoxiao and his sister looked at each other. At the time, I couldn't help but open my mouth with no teeth. The little tongue slightly showed a little and smiled happily.

I was also delighted to make a silver bell-like laugh, and I was so happy to tease my brother over and over again, as if I was playing hide and seek.