House Dad’s Literary Life

Because of some "fantastic" misunderstandings, I put down the habit of going to Dad when I encountered a problem, and decided to figure out how to cut the paper.

I saw the little girl sitting at the table, looking at the paper that had just been broken by her face, and the look of the eyebrows that had been pulled down, this poor little appearance, looked very distressed.

She tried to try again, but the effect was not obvious, and the paper was torn and twisted.

The cards that come out of this way can not look good!推 Push the broken part to the other side of the coffee table.

"How did you do it?" With a small head, he tried hard to remember.

At this time, the memory of the little girl has shown its effect. She remembered that when Dad used to do manual work with her, she first folded the paper.

"Hey, why are you doing this?"

"Because of this folding, we can press the impression here, and when it is torn open, the paper will crack according to this trace, and it will be neat."

In the camp of the mind, the father’s conversation with her was echoed.

In fact, I was just asking about it at the beginning. I was watching my father doing things next to me. If I didn’t say a few words, it was really boring. But Dad patiently answered her question. I didn't expect that after so long, this answer came in handy!

The little girl who found the way showed a happy smile on her face. She rushed to origami. In order to compact the crease, she also picked up her small **** and struggled to press the weight of her body on the little hand.

The coffee table is still strong...

After a while, there was a cheerful cry from the living room: "Okay!"

The little girl squeezed the two pieces of cut paper, left to look, right, and smiled with satisfaction. In fact, when she folded, she did not align the corners. The cut paper was still not completely symmetrical, but she couldn't see it. She felt that she was very neat!

I happily jumped out from the coffee table and hugged the buns that had just been inexplicably aggrieved. Le Taotao said: "Buns, you are right! We don't have to find help. I have to make it all. Then, give it to you! Then, then you will say, hey, you are really amazing, great!"

The little girl said, she was intoxicated in this imagination, and she danced and danced.

The buns are unknown, but it doesn't think too much. The little master is happy, and it is also happy. It seems that it thinks the little master is playing with it, and he happily picks it up next to him, and the tail is very cheerful.

......

Murphy took the shower and the fragrant little cockroach downstairs and saw himself squatting in front of the coffee table and holding a pencil to write and draw.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Murphy curiously scraped the past.

I didn’t pay attention to it very seriously. After I heard my mother’s voice, I looked up and looked at my mother with bright eyes. “I’m doing my homework!”

"Do you work alone? Do you want to teach you?" Murphy asked with concern. She has not passed with Yang Langou, thinking that Yang Lan is busy cooking to be without accompanying.

However, at this moment, I am very satisfied with the state of my own exploration, and I am bent on doing this homework, and I will be praised by my father. I saw the little girl waved again and again: "Don't, don't, I said I have to do my homework!"

Murphy raised his eyebrows in surprise and smiled. "Okay, then you do it yourself."

However, at this moment, Xiao Yan found a small body from his mother's arms, his small hand stretched out, and his voice shouted: "Street Street..."

I don't know if he wants to play with his sister, or he is curious about his sister's pen or something else.

"Can't bother my sister to do homework, let's go and see what we have done for us today!" Murphy stood up and smiled and walked toward the kitchen.

After a while, the kitchen door opened with a strong scent of broth, the buns could not help but climb up from the ground, spit tongue, looking at the direction of the kitchen.

I am still working hard to deal with my homework.

......

When Dad finished the meal, he completed her homework. Just finished, the little girl couldn’t wait to drop the pen and ran to the kitchen and took her father’s hand: “Hey, I’m done!”

The little eyes she had hoped for didn't know how much she expected her father's compliments.

Yang Lan came out with her and looked at her homework. He first looked at the top, awkward math homework.

“A puppy?” Yang Lan saw the number of twists and turns written on the paper, and some corresponding paintings, some of which pointed inaccurately at the pattern above.

Obviously, the trick of not learning to write is to use the combination of graphics and text to do this assignment. Just like the letter she wrote before, Yang Lan also encouraged him to use his painting skills to do his homework. Otherwise, how can these little girls who have just started school go through these homework assignments?

"A dog is a steamed buns!" said Xiao Xiao.

She couldn't wait for Dad to guess, and spoke to her father: "Then, then there are two eyes, the eyes of the buns, three cats, little cockroaches, little gray, and cockroaches..."

It is also difficult for her to actually draw a specific object, although it can not be said exactly the same, but the level of painting has improved a lot in recent years, especially the integration of cartoon style, Yang Lan feels that the painting is quite Good to recognize!

"Yes, your math homework is doing very well, fully exerting your imagination, and you have painted so many paintings yourself. You see ten pillows. You still have ten pillows on it. Dad believes you are sure. I did my homework very seriously." Yang Xiao smiled and touched his small head. "After doing it, is it a sense of accomplishment?"

Laughing and screaming, I am sorry to admit it.

Just when Yang Lan looked at the homework and praised him, Lan Xin came with her mother! Murphy pressed the remote control door lock of the yard, and Lan Xinxing took the lead and ran over.

"Xin Er, have you finished your homework?" Yang Lan greeted Wu Jingjing and asked Lan Xin casually.

"What homework?" Lan Xin ran away from Yang Lan, throwing a sentence, and then ran to the side.

"Today's class, the teacher's homework!" Yang Lan actually looked at Lan Xin's absent-minded look, and already had the answer in his heart.

“Where does she do her homework!” Wu Jingjing said with a wry smile. “When she got home, she sat in front of the TV and watched the cartoon, yelling that she was not willing to move. If she didn’t say that she would come to your house to eat, she would not move. butt."

Yang Lan looked at Lan Xin, who was smiling with no heart and lungs, and shook his head helplessly.

"Isn't Big Brother yet returned?" Murphy asked curiously and Wu Jingjing. "Isn't he finished the meeting?"

Wu Jingjing smiled and pointed to Yang Lan and said: "Then you have to ask your husband, he said that he wants to buy an island or something, and let our family Lao Lanzhi go to Jinling."

"I still want to buy an island?" Murphy asked in amazement as he asked Yang Lan.

Yang Lan gently nodded and said: "Lan brother went to the capital to meet this time. It is said that there are many new policies to pass. Like private lease of islands, the length of land can be extended to one hundred years. I will discuss with him. We rented it at the training island next to the land in Jinling, and it was better to develop it with a piece of development."

Murphy also asked casually, she was not interested in Yang Hao's business.