Chapter 666
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She didn't go back to her hometown with her grandfather and grandmother. Yesterday, Xi Xi was sad for a long time. However, after sleeping, the little girl's mood returned to optimism and optimism. What's wrong with her father and mother around her?
"There is always a colorful river winding in the fairy tale Town, contaminated with the perverse breath of magic, but twists and turns in love..." On the day before the Chinese New Year's Eve, the morning of the new year's Eve, which was not too strong, opened the curtain in Murphy's gentle singing.
Yang Yi went out, he took advantage of the new year's Eve, some shops have not closed, quickly to buy some new year's supplies. Speaking of it, this is also the first spring festival that he personally organized as the head of the family, so Yang Yike has to make this year more delicate.
Murphy had nothing to do, so she took Yang Yi's guitar and played and sang some songs to Xi Xi and Xiao Zhen. Although she didn't often play the guitar, she was also a musician at least. This basic skill was mastered. No, Murphy easily dialed out the songs of fairy tale town.
Xi Xi is happy to listen to the side, and she is also dancing on the sofa. If she meets the part she is familiar with, the little girl will sing along with her mother.
"I heard Peter Pan is not big..." Murphy shook her head gently, and her beautiful eyes looked at her daughter with a smile.
Xixi fluttered forward and rushed to her mother's side. Her long hair floated to her temples. The little girl thought it was very funny and giggled twice. The laughter made her rush to sing. Before she could breathe, her voice seemed a little short of breath.
"Jack, he has harp and magic It's said that there is a candy house in there. Cinderella has lost her beloved glass shoes... "
There are also places to forget words, but what's more naughty is her singing, which perfectly interprets the word cynicism.
"No, it's out of tune." Murphy said with a smile.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" I don't know if I'm very happy listening to my mother's singing. Now I'm lying in the little rocking bed next to me. She's dancing and grinning. She's happy to express her emotions with her immature vowels.
We can't hold the baby all the time, so we put a small blue rocking bed with four legs fixed in the living room. It looks like a boat hanging in the air, which can be gently shaken by a small amplitude.
Little mango is lying in the rocking bed because she is beside her mother. She can easily look at her mother and hear her and her sister sing.
"Hee hee! Ma Ma, brother, he's laughing Xi Xi slipped down from the sofa, sat on the carpet, and looked at her brother in the cradle.
Although singing is very interesting, but my brother is more fun!
I saw the little girl holding a yellow handle, red cartoon design balloon hammer, in front of her younger brother.
However, he couldn't reach out his hand to grab it. He could only look at it. His small arm twisted gently, grinning his toothless mouth and laughing happily.
"Brother, do you want to play? But you can't play The bad sister also giggled and played with Xiao Zhen.
Murphy watched and couldn't help but feel happy for the warm interaction between the two brothers.
However, she also saw that she still had a runny nose, not much, but when she thought about her cold appearance, she could know how uncomfortable she was now in the cold.
It has to be said that although Xiao Pei has a cold, his mental state is still good. He seems to have a very optimistic attitude. When he had diarrhea, he was weak, but the little guy would still tease and tease in his father's and mother's arms. He opened his big eyes and laughed, "ah, Ya".
If he learned to speak, would he be more happy to use new words to express his emotions?
Of course, we still need to help Xiao Fan blow his nose. Murphy first uses a small towel to wipe the nose off the little guy's nose. Then he tears some medical cotton balls from the tea table next to him, twists them into the shape of a stick, and gently reaches into the nose of Xiaocuo to get the nasal mucus in his nasal cavity.
Murphy did it carefully, and Xi Xi was watching with interest.
But lying in the shaker, the little one did not know, so he looked at his mother with big eyes and her face that made him feel comfortable.
After a while, he himself was inexplicably happy, dancing and laughing.
"Don't move, and this nose." Murphy laughingly gently pressed the little hand that she lifted up. Looking at the smiling baby, she was in a bad mood!
……
At about noon, Yang Yi came back from a shopping spree. However, she was busy preparing lunch. Although Murphy could help with rice washing and cooking, Yang Yi still had to do the cooking. Therefore, all the things bought back could not be sorted out until the afternoon.
In the afternoon, on the table in the side hall, Yang Yi prepared his pen and ink. The large gold inlaid paper was cut by him and spread on the table in a thick stack, which looked like selling Spring Festival couplets.
"Baba, what are you doing?" Xi Xi is very interested. She follows her father's buttocks and looks at his father.Baozi also follows Xi Xi Xi's bottom. This guy is now Xi Xi's follower. Of course, he is also very interested in Xiaotiao, but for the time being, the master has not allowed him to play with Xiaoxi.
"You want to write Spring Festival couplets, let's have a look at Baba writing, OK?" Murphy came from the living room with her little cot in her arms, and sat down on the chair beside her.
"Good!" In fact, it is unnecessary for her mother to say that the little girl has already climbed onto the chair with enthusiasm, standing on the chair, supporting the table, and looking curiously at her father dipping the ink on the inkstone with a brush.
Yang Yi's face is a little serious. He knows calligraphy and has learned it in his previous life. However, by comparison, his calligraphy can only be said. Qin, Qi, calligraphy and painting are not comparable to his Qin and painting. But also has not written the big character for a long time, Yang Yi brews for a while, only then sinks the wrist to brandish.
"Good luck, good luck, good luck There is a lot of money coming in Murphy looked at Yang Yi's writing and read it word by word.
Yang Yi's regular script in European style is square and upright. It looks neat and steady, and its strokes are as steep as a cliff! Of course, compared with running script and big seal script, this regular script is easy to identify!
After writing a spring festival couplet, Yang Yi stopped and looked at the words she had written. She shook her head regretfully. She didn't write calligraphy for a long time, which made her look strange!
Murphy used to read it with relish and pride. She thought Yang Yi was really versatile and knew everything. But when she saw Yang Yi shaking her head and kneaded the couplets into a ball and threw them away, she could not help but exclaimed in surprise.
"Why throw it away? Isn't it well written? " Murphy asked.
Xi Xi is also very confused, but now she still can't understand what her father does, so she just looks at it in confusion.
"The writing is out of standard. The writing technique is stiff. When I close the pen, the tip of the pen is too sticky. I'll write another one." Yang Yi said with a smile.
"Well then..." Murphy said with regret.
Then, Murphy looked at Yang Yi's writing and read: "Heaven increases years, people live longer, spring is full of heaven and earth, fortune is full of doors, everything is renewed..."
This time, Yang Yi wrote a little to his satisfaction, and did not throw it away.
"Do you know the word?" Yang Yi pointed to the word "Sui" in the Spring Festival couplets in surprise. This is the traditional Chinese character of the year. Yang Yi wrote such a traditional Chinese spring festival couplet a little sullen. Compared with "door" and other characters, the traditional characters of this year are much more complex.
"I've lived in Hong Kong City anyway, OK?" Murphy giggled. "And, you think I'm so stupid? Even if you don't recognize it, you can see the context! "
Yang Yi forgot about it. He shook his head with a smile and went on writing.
He prepared a lot of red paper for Spring Festival couplets, just to throw away some poorly written ones. Xi Xi was absorbed in watching her father write big characters. She didn't know if her father's serious attitude could plant a serious seed in the little girl's heart.
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She didn't go back to her hometown with her grandfather and grandmother. Yesterday, Xi Xi was sad for a long time. However, after sleeping, the little girl's mood returned to optimism and optimism. What's wrong with her father and mother around her?
"There is always a colorful river winding in the fairy tale Town, contaminated with the perverse breath of magic, but twists and turns in love..." On the day before the Chinese New Year's Eve, the morning of the new year's Eve, which was not too strong, opened the curtain in Murphy's gentle singing.
Yang Yi went out, he took advantage of the new year's Eve, some shops have not closed, quickly to buy some new year's supplies. Speaking of it, this is also the first spring festival that he personally organized as the head of the family, so Yang Yike has to make this year more delicate.
Murphy had nothing to do, so she took Yang Yi's guitar and played and sang some songs to Xi Xi and Xiao Zhen. Although she didn't often play the guitar, she was also a musician at least. This basic skill was mastered. No, Murphy easily dialed out the songs of fairy tale town.
Xi Xi is happy to listen to the side, and she is also dancing on the sofa. If she meets the part she is familiar with, the little girl will sing along with her mother.
"I heard Peter Pan is not big..." Murphy shook her head gently, and her beautiful eyes looked at her daughter with a smile.
Xixi fluttered forward and rushed to her mother's side. Her long hair floated to her temples. The little girl thought it was very funny and giggled twice. The laughter made her rush to sing. Before she could breathe, her voice seemed a little short of breath.
"Jack, he has harp and magic It's said that there is a candy house in there. Cinderella has lost her beloved glass shoes... "
There are also places to forget words, but what's more naughty is her singing, which perfectly interprets the word cynicism.
"No, it's out of tune." Murphy said with a smile.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" I don't know if I'm very happy listening to my mother's singing. Now I'm lying in the little rocking bed next to me. She's dancing and grinning. She's happy to express her emotions with her immature vowels.
We can't hold the baby all the time, so we put a small blue rocking bed with four legs fixed in the living room. It looks like a boat hanging in the air, which can be gently shaken by a small amplitude.
Little mango is lying in the rocking bed because she is beside her mother. She can easily look at her mother and hear her and her sister sing.
"Hee hee! Ma Ma, brother, he's laughing Xi Xi slipped down from the sofa, sat on the carpet, and looked at her brother in the cradle.
Although singing is very interesting, but my brother is more fun!
I saw the little girl holding a yellow handle, red cartoon design balloon hammer, in front of her younger brother.
However, he couldn't reach out his hand to grab it. He could only look at it. His small arm twisted gently, grinning his toothless mouth and laughing happily.
"Brother, do you want to play? But you can't play The bad sister also giggled and played with Xiao Zhen.
Murphy watched and couldn't help but feel happy for the warm interaction between the two brothers.
However, she also saw that she still had a runny nose, not much, but when she thought about her cold appearance, she could know how uncomfortable she was now in the cold.
It has to be said that although Xiao Pei has a cold, his mental state is still good. He seems to have a very optimistic attitude. When he had diarrhea, he was weak, but the little guy would still tease and tease in his father's and mother's arms. He opened his big eyes and laughed, "ah, Ya".
If he learned to speak, would he be more happy to use new words to express his emotions?
Of course, we still need to help Xiao Fan blow his nose. Murphy first uses a small towel to wipe the nose off the little guy's nose. Then he tears some medical cotton balls from the tea table next to him, twists them into the shape of a stick, and gently reaches into the nose of Xiaocuo to get the nasal mucus in his nasal cavity.
Murphy did it carefully, and Xi Xi was watching with interest.
But lying in the shaker, the little one did not know, so he looked at his mother with big eyes and her face that made him feel comfortable.
After a while, he himself was inexplicably happy, dancing and laughing.
"Don't move, and this nose." Murphy laughingly gently pressed the little hand that she lifted up. Looking at the smiling baby, she was in a bad mood!
……
At about noon, Yang Yi came back from a shopping spree. However, she was busy preparing lunch. Although Murphy could help with rice washing and cooking, Yang Yi still had to do the cooking. Therefore, all the things bought back could not be sorted out until the afternoon.
In the afternoon, on the table in the side hall, Yang Yi prepared his pen and ink. The large gold inlaid paper was cut by him and spread on the table in a thick stack, which looked like selling Spring Festival couplets.
"Baba, what are you doing?" Xi Xi is very interested. She follows her father's buttocks and looks at his father.Baozi also follows Xi Xi Xi's bottom. This guy is now Xi Xi's follower. Of course, he is also very interested in Xiaotiao, but for the time being, the master has not allowed him to play with Xiaoxi.
"You want to write Spring Festival couplets, let's have a look at Baba writing, OK?" Murphy came from the living room with her little cot in her arms, and sat down on the chair beside her.
"Good!" In fact, it is unnecessary for her mother to say that the little girl has already climbed onto the chair with enthusiasm, standing on the chair, supporting the table, and looking curiously at her father dipping the ink on the inkstone with a brush.
Yang Yi's face is a little serious. He knows calligraphy and has learned it in his previous life. However, by comparison, his calligraphy can only be said. Qin, Qi, calligraphy and painting are not comparable to his Qin and painting. But also has not written the big character for a long time, Yang Yi brews for a while, only then sinks the wrist to brandish.
"Good luck, good luck, good luck There is a lot of money coming in Murphy looked at Yang Yi's writing and read it word by word.
Yang Yi's regular script in European style is square and upright. It looks neat and steady, and its strokes are as steep as a cliff! Of course, compared with running script and big seal script, this regular script is easy to identify!
After writing a spring festival couplet, Yang Yi stopped and looked at the words she had written. She shook her head regretfully. She didn't write calligraphy for a long time, which made her look strange!
Murphy used to read it with relish and pride. She thought Yang Yi was really versatile and knew everything. But when she saw Yang Yi shaking her head and kneaded the couplets into a ball and threw them away, she could not help but exclaimed in surprise.
"Why throw it away? Isn't it well written? " Murphy asked.
Xi Xi is also very confused, but now she still can't understand what her father does, so she just looks at it in confusion.
"The writing is out of standard. The writing technique is stiff. When I close the pen, the tip of the pen is too sticky. I'll write another one." Yang Yi said with a smile.
"Well then..." Murphy said with regret.
Then, Murphy looked at Yang Yi's writing and read: "Heaven increases years, people live longer, spring is full of heaven and earth, fortune is full of doors, everything is renewed..."
This time, Yang Yi wrote a little to his satisfaction, and did not throw it away.
"Do you know the word?" Yang Yi pointed to the word "Sui" in the Spring Festival couplets in surprise. This is the traditional Chinese character of the year. Yang Yi wrote such a traditional Chinese spring festival couplet a little sullen. Compared with "door" and other characters, the traditional characters of this year are much more complex.
"I've lived in Hong Kong City anyway, OK?" Murphy giggled. "And, you think I'm so stupid? Even if you don't recognize it, you can see the context! "
Yang Yi forgot about it. He shook his head with a smile and went on writing.
He prepared a lot of red paper for Spring Festival couplets, just to throw away some poorly written ones. Xi Xi was absorbed in watching her father write big characters. She didn't know if her father's serious attitude could plant a serious seed in the little girl's heart.
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She didn't go back to her hometown with her grandfather and grandmother. Yesterday, Xi Xi was sad for a long time. However, after sleeping, the little girl's mood returned to optimism and optimism. What's wrong with her father and mother around her? "There is always a colorful river winding in the fairy tale Town, contaminated with the perverse breath of magic, but twists and turns in love..." On the day before the Chinese New Year's Eve, the morning of the new year's Eve, which was not too strong, opened the curtain in Murphy's gentle singing. Yang Yi went out, he took advantage of the new year's Eve, some shops have not closed, quickly to buy some new year's supplies. Speaking of it, this is also the first spring festival that he personally organized as the head of the family, so Yang Yike has to make this year more delicate. Murphy had nothing to do, so she took Yang Yi's guitar and played and sang some songs to Xi Xi and Xiao Zhen. Although she didn't often play the guitar, she was also a musician at least. This basic skill was mastered. No, Murphy easily dialed out the songs of fairy tale town. Xi Xi is happy to listen to the side, and she is also dancing on the sofa. If she meets the part she is familiar with, the little girl will sing along with her mother. "I heard Peter Pan is not big..." Murphy shook her head gently, and her beautiful eyes looked at her daughter with a smile. Xixi fluttered forward and rushed to her mother's side. Her long hair floated to her temples. The little girl thought it was very funny and giggled twice. The laughter made her rush to sing. Before she could breathe, her voice seemed a little short of breath. "Jack, he has harp and magic It's said that there is a candy house in there. Cinderella has lost her beloved glass shoes... " There are also places to forget words, but what's more naughty is her singing, which perfectly interprets the word cynicism. "No, it's out of tune." Murphy said with a smile. "Ah, ah, ah, ah!" I don't know if I'm very happy listening to my mother's singing. Now I'm lying in the little rocking bed next to me. She's dancing and grinning. She's happy to express her emotions with her immature vowels. We can't hold the baby all the time, so we put a small blue rocking bed with four legs fixed in the living room. It looks like a boat hanging in the air, which can be gently shaken by a small amplitude. Little mango is lying in the rocking bed because she is beside her mother. She can easily look at her mother and hear her and her sister sing. "Hee hee! Ma Ma, brother, he's laughing Xi Xi slipped down from the sofa, sat on the carpet, and looked at her brother in the cradle. Although singing is very interesting, but my brother is more fun! I saw the little girl holding a yellow handle, red cartoon design balloon hammer, in front of her younger brother. However, he couldn't reach out his hand to grab it. He could only look at it. His small arm twisted gently, grinning his toothless mouth and laughing happily. "Brother, do you want to play? But you can't play The bad sister also giggled and played with Xiao Zhen. Murphy watched and couldn't help but feel happy for the warm interaction between the two brothers. However, she also saw that she still had a runny nose, not much, but when she thought about her cold appearance, she could know how uncomfortable she was now in the cold. It has to be said that although Xiao Pei has a cold, his mental state is still good. He seems to have a very optimistic attitude. When he had diarrhea, he was weak, but the little guy would still tease and tease in his father's and mother's arms. He opened his big eyes and laughed, "ah, Ya". If he learned to speak, would he be more happy to use new words to express his emotions? Of course, we still need to help Xiao Fan blow his nose. Murphy first uses a small towel to wipe the nose off the little guy's nose. Then he tears some medical cotton balls from the tea table next to him, twists them into the shape of a stick, and gently reaches into the nose of Xiaocuo to get the nasal mucus in his nasal cavity. Murphy did it carefully, and Xi Xi was watching with interest. But lying in the shaker, the little one did not know, so he looked at his mother with big eyes and her face that made him feel comfortable. After a while, he himself was inexplicably happy, dancing and laughing. "Don't move, and this nose." Murphy laughingly gently pressed the little hand that she lifted up. Looking at the smiling baby, she was in a bad mood! At about noon, Yang Yi came back from a shopping spree. However, she was busy preparing lunch. Although Murphy could help with rice washing and cooking, Yang Yi still had to do the cooking. Therefore, all the things bought back could not be sorted out until the afternoon. In the afternoon, on the table in the side hall, Yang Yi prepared his pen and ink. The large gold inlaid paper was cut by him and spread on the table in a thick stack, which looked like selling Spring Festival couplets. "Baba, what are you doing?" Xi Xi is very interested. She follows her father's buttocks and looks at his father.Baozi also follows Xi Xi Xi's bottom. This guy is now Xi Xi's follower. Of course, he is also very interested in Xiaotiao, but for the time being, the master has not allowed him to play with Xiaoxi. "You want to write Spring Festival couplets, let's have a look at Baba writing, OK?" Murphy came from the living room with her little cot in her arms, and sat down on the chair beside her. "Good!" In fact, it is unnecessary for her mother to say that the little girl has already climbed onto the chair with enthusiasm, standing on the chair, supporting the table, and looking curiously at her father dipping the ink on the inkstone with a brush. Yang Yi's face is a little serious. He knows calligraphy and has learned it in his previous life. However, by comparison, his calligraphy can only be said. Qin, Qi, calligraphy and painting are not comparable to his Qin and painting. But also has not written the big character for a long time, Yang Yi brews for a while, only then sinks the wrist to brandish. "Good luck, good luck, good luck There is a lot of money coming in Murphy looked at Yang Yi's writing and read it word by word. Yang Yi's regular script in European style is square and upright. It looks neat and steady, and its strokes are as steep as a cliff! Of course, compared with running script and big seal script, this regular script is easy to identify! After writing a spring festival couplet, Yang Yi stopped and looked at the words she had written. She shook her head regretfully. She didn't write calligraphy for a long time, which made her look strange! Murphy used to read it with relish and pride. She thought Yang Yi was really versatile and knew everything. But when she saw Yang Yi shaking her head and kneaded the couplets into a ball and threw them away, she could not help but exclaimed in surprise. "Why throw it away? Isn't it well written? " Murphy asked. Xi Xi is also very confused, but now she still can't understand what her father does, so she just looks at it in confusion. "The writing is out of standard. The writing technique is stiff. When I close the pen, the tip of the pen is too sticky. I'll write another one." Yang Yi said with a smile. "Well then..." Murphy said with regret. Then, Murphy looked at Yang Yi's writing and read: "Heaven increases years, people live longer, spring is full of heaven and earth, fortune is full of doors, everything is renewed..." This time, Yang Yi wrote a little to his satisfaction, and did not throw it away. "Do you know the word?" Yang Yi pointed to the word "Sui" in the Spring Festival couplets in surprise. This is the traditional Chinese character of the year. Yang Yi wrote such a traditional Chinese spring festival couplet a little sullen. Compared with "door" and other characters, the traditional characters of this year are much more complex. "I've lived in Hong Kong City anyway, OK?" Murphy giggled. "And, you think I'm so stupid? Even if you don't recognize it, you can see the context! " Yang Yi forgot about it. He shook his head with a smile and went on writing. He prepared a lot of red paper for Spring Festival couplets, just to throw away some poorly written ones. Xi Xi was absorbed in watching her father write big characters. She didn't know if her father's serious attitude could plant a serious seed in the little girl's heart. www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
