House Dad’s Literary Life

Let Yan and Xiao Yan play for a while, Murphy will want to blast people, let Yang Lan bring the scorpion back to the master bedroom: "Okay, okay, don't tease your brother to play, today he is already happy." You can tease him again, and you can't sleep until you are too excited. You can't sleep."

"Ma Ma, then I will play with my brother tomorrow, okay?" The little girl said with some reluctance.

"Tomorrow, you can play with your brother when you come back from school," Murphy said.

Yang Wei smiled and touched her daughter's small head and said, "Go, Dad takes you to read."

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At the moment, it was nearly nine o'clock in the night. In the master bedroom of Yang Lan's family, she clung to her father's arms and read and communicated with her father's paintings and words on the album.

In fact, not only Yang Lan, but many young parents are also entangled in stories by their own children, or hope that parents can be more accompanied, in the arms of fathers and mothers, children can sleep peacefully, into a sweet dream!

However, at this time, in the Chengzhong Village of the Licheng District of Jiangcheng City, a young building in the same building as the building where Yang Lan used to live, a young mother was dragging her tired body and coming up from the stairs.

Fortunately, open the door, have warm lighting, and the care of her mother.

The mother helped her through her bag and shouted with concern: "Ying, have you eaten?"

Yu Ying, 28 years old, a single mother from a small city in Sichuan Province. After graduating from high school, she went to work at the Magic City. At the age of 20, she married her boyfriend because of pregnancy. Five years ago, because of long-term family conflicts (mainly born) Her daughter, her mother-in-law is not satisfied, she is also tempted by her mother-in-law when she is confined, she is not willing to have a second child, causing even greater contradictions.) And her increasingly fierce dispute between husband and wife, she divorced with her daughter to Jiangcheng.

Five years later, my daughter, Yu Wei, has been in elementary school at the age of seven. Yu Ying also made a foreman from a small hotel from a small waiter, and her income has improved.

However, the income of a single mother is limited. In order to pay the sponsorship fee and let her daughter attend a better private elementary school, Yu Ying is reluctant to change the rented house. She still lives in the village.

Why do you want to go to a private elementary school? Because she does not have the property of Jiangcheng, the **** hukou policy restricts her choices, and the cheap private primary school management is chaotic and the teaching quality is poor. Now Yu Ying, who has regretted it, hopes that her daughter can have a good future, so Even if you sell iron in the pot, you should let your daughter go to a good school to study.

Fortunately, at least now Xiaowei has already read the second grade, and the family is barely able to go...

And when she goes to work, she has a mother at home to help her bring her children, buy food and cook, without her worrying too much. It’s just hard work in the catering industry. It’s normal to come back so late. Yu Ying’s time with his daughter is not that much.

“Eat!” Yu Ying smiled at her mother. She asked, “Is Xiao Wei resting?”

The mother shook her head and said: "She just finished her homework."

At this time, the bedroom door was also opened, a little girl wearing a sweater and her face was reddish and she was looking out of the small head. She heard the movement.

"Xiao Wei, look, what did your mother bring to you?" Yu Ying smiled, and took a bag of new books from her mother's bag hanging on the door of the cupboard and shook her daughter.

Actually there are surprises? Yu Xiaowei, who had seen her mother already very happy, rushed up. The voice asked a little bit: "Mom, what is this?"

Yu Xiaowei is a bit introverted, probably because she is not accompanied by her father. Especially at school, she rarely talks to her classmates and quietly studies at her desk.

Yu Ying is both distressed and helpless in this situation. She can only use her party's vacation as much as possible to accompany her daughter.

Of course, Yu Ying also thought about changing jobs, but what can she do? Or is there a better option? For many years, I have been working in the catering service industry. In other good industries, she has no experience, changed jobs, and the cost from scratch is too great. Moreover, the private primary school where my daughter is now has a large sum of money for the annual sponsorship fee. I can't afford it.

Yu Ying also has no special skills. Because of the partiality in high school, the language is particularly good. I don’t know if it’s a good language. But how can people ask her to be a high school graduate in an industry like “Editing”?

Far away, Yu Ying hugged her daughter and handed the unopened book to her. She said with a smile: "The bedtime story of You," the mother’s boss told her that this book is very beautiful and suitable for you. The children read, so at noon today, my mother sneaked out and bought it for you!"

"Thank you mom, you have worked hard!" Yu Xiaowei cleverly held his mother's neck and whispered.

Yu Ying smiled comfortably, feeling that the tiredness of the day is worth it!

Yu Ying helped her daughter to open the plastic film and let the little girl take it herself. She still needs to take a shower and wash clothes!

It’s equal to Ying’s busy, it’s already more than ten o'clock in the night. When the mother saw her busy, she came out of the bedroom and whispered: “It’s already asleep, you are lighter!”

Mother sleeps in the small bedroom next to it, the small bedroom is only enough to put a bed, there is no room to move, and there is no window, dark and dark, if you do not open the door to sleep, you must suffocate, now it is spring, over the stage The time is warmer and there will be some dampness...

But what is the solution? This is life!

Yu Ying accompanied her mother and watched her mother lie down. She inexplicably felt some noses sour and quickly said: "Mom, are you warmer? Do you want me to take another bed for you?"

After a period of concern, Yu Yingcai returned to the master bedroom. The bedroom was not too big, but the next wardrobe and a desk could be placed. In the morning, a little sunshine could be seen outside the window.

Yu Xiaowei was already asleep in the bed, and there was a "sleepy story before her" that she had brought to the little girl. Yu Ying squatted, sitting on the edge of the bed and watching her daughter's sleep.

Yu Xiaowei and Yu Ying are the same as the beautiful ones. They are also a beauty bill. However, what makes Yu Ying feel distressed is that after her daughter fell asleep, she still had some frowning brows.

The child's sensibility and introversion made Yu Ying feel distressed. She also wanted to spend more time with her children, because the book said that most of the introverted and autistic children gradually locked themselves in one because of the lack of parental love. In the cage of thinking.

Perhaps if she has more time to communicate with Xiao Wei, Yu Xiaowei can become more cheerful and lively.

But now, Yu Ying still has to clean up her mood. She has no other way but to maintain the status quo.

I couldn't sleep for a while, Yu Ying turned on the desk lamp, sat at the desk, and looked at the fairy tale book that my boss said was very good.

I have to say that these fairy tales are really wonderful. After Yang Lan’s writing and finishing, Yu Ying’s reading is also very interesting. Especially after she saw the story of Cinderella, Yu Ying was so "big" a mother, I think this story is very interesting!

"There will be no Cinderella story in reality?" Yu Ying said with emotion. "And, not every prince will love his wife after getting married... I think so, is it a bit too radical? Hey, Or let Xiao Wei retain more beautiful illusions? Can't let her small age bear the same pressure as me."

Yu Ying relished and looked at it. Suddenly, a piece of colored paper floated down.

"what is this?"