House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 1209: I want to climb up step by step (three/three)

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When Xixi was learning the piano with her father, Murphy took him to the second floor in order not to disturb her sister’s piano practice, so she played with the little guy a game of reading pictures and learning pronunciation. Of course, he also taught him to speak. , but in the way of the game, Xiao still likes it very much!

It is worth mentioning that although the sound insulation of the room is good, because the location of the side hall is just above the bedrooms of Murphy and Yang Yi, there are occasionally some “magic sounds” played by Xixi. Bring it upstairs. Favorite this site┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

After an unknown amount of time, Murphy switched to a new card, but couldn’t help but listen.

“Watermelon, it’s a watermelon…” Xiao said enthusiastically.

But Mom doesn’t seem to be moving?

The little boy glanced at his mother in bewilderment, then threw his body forward, his fleshy little arms stretched out, his palms pressed on the card in his mother’s hand, and pointed at the red tomato, with his tender voice Said: “It’s a watermelon! Mama, watermelon!”

Murphy recovered, she put away the card, then smiled and rubbed her small head, and said, “Let’s play later, Baba seems to be playing the piano, let’s listen to Baba playing the piano, Are you okay?”

There is a faint piano sound from downstairs. The rhythm is brisk, the melody is beautiful, and the connection is seamless. It is obviously not something that a beginner like Xixi can play!

When Murphy first recognized it, he thought it was very strange. Why did Yang Yi play the piano by himself? Isn’t Xixi practicing?

But Murphy is someone who likes music. After listening carefully for a while, she put her questions aside and couldn’t help listening carefully to Yang Yi’s tune.

Xiao didn’t feel like he was being ignored. He heard his mother say he was going downstairs, so he happily grabbed the sheets and slipped off the bed. He stretched out his little hand to his mother, and couldn’t wait for his mother to hold hands and go downstairs together.

Yang Yi had finished telling the story, and was playing “To Alice” with his fingers flying. He heard the movement behind him, and he glanced back while playing blindly.

Murphy and Yang Yi looked at each other, their warm smiles complementing each other.

They don’t know each other’s personalities and preferences very well. Yang Yi doesn’t need to speak or make any arrangements. He just plays the piano more vigorously, because he knows that Murphy likes to listen to him. Play a new tune.

And Murphy also stood silently on the side, never thinking about taking a chair and sitting down, because she was reluctant to make a little noise to disturb Yang Yi to play a wonderful piano song that she had never heard before!

On the other hand, Xixi saw her brother approaching. She couldn’t continue to listen devoutly like her mother. Instead, she smiled, beckoned to her brother, and said in a low voice, “Brother, come and sit here!”

The little sister was dragged by her elder sister to her own chair and sat down. Although the trousers were pulled down a bit by the chair, revealing a white buttocks, but the little girl just scratched it and didn’t pull her trousers up at all, so she smiled wide-eyed She looked at her sister.

There is not much left in “To Alice”, and Yang Yi quickly finished playing it. He withdrew his hand gently, then asked with a smile, “Do you want to continue?”

Xixi couldn’t hold back a little. She hugged her brother’s shoulder with one arm to prevent him from falling, and said to her mother, “Mama, let me tell you, Baba with me. The song played has a very magical story…”

Murphy is a little strict. She raised a finger and made a “shh”, interrupting Xixi’s story, and said softly, “You can’t talk while you are teaching you a lesson!”

Xixi pouted a little dejectedly.

Seeing this, Yang Yi laughed loudly, pulled Xixi’s depressed mood, and said, “Learning the piano, sometimes it’s not just pure music for the piano, but we also use the piano to accompany it, just like my mother before. Like in a concert, Dad will also come on stage to play the accompaniment for Mom! Or you can play and sing by yourself, which is also very interesting! It’s still a while before five o’clock, Xixi, Dad will show you another song, okay? Good?”

Xixi blinked her eyes, and suddenly regained her spirits. She nodded enthusiastically to her father and said, “Okay! I want to hear Baba sing!”

“Come on then! This song is called “Snail”, and it’s for Xixi, who has to study the piano too!” Nodding with a smile, then pressing his right hand on the keys first, he played the prelude softly.

Although there is no chord matching, Yang Yi’s treatment still shows a clear and gentle melody to Xixi and Murphy, just like a clean sky, a bird in the heart begins to fly against the melody , began to dance under the blue sky.

After the prelude, Yang Yi also began to play chords with his left hand, but his **** became softer and the piano sound slowed down. He sang softly: “Should I put down the heavy shell and find where the blue sky is? With the gentle wind, I don’t feel any pain…”

Dad started to sing, and Xixi began to listen carefully.

On the other hand, I think my **** was exposed a little, which made me feel a little uncomfortable, and started to move a little, but he was not as strong as his sister, Xixi hugged him firmly in her arms and didn’t let him disturb Dad’s singing, I can’t move…

Yang Yi turned his head, his fingers were still playing with precision, and the slightly forceful **** also pushed the melody of the piano to a peak. He gently gestured to Xixi, raised his brows slightly, and sang softly with a little smile: “I want to climb up step by step, waiting for the sun to quietly look at its face, the little sky I have big dreams, and I look up gently with a heavy shell…”

This song was originally a piano accompaniment, and Yang Yi took it out on purpose, of course, because the lyrics of this song are very suitable for the mood at this time, although Yang Yi will not continue to tell Xixi a lot of annoying things Great truth, but all his expectations are contained in these simple lyrics.

Xixi should be able to understand, because the little girl looked at her father very intently and listened seriously! Of course, regardless of whether Xixi could understand or not, Yang Yi saw the little girl gently shaking her head and listening, with a happy smile on her little face.

She can experience happiness in music, listening to songs with her father, mother, and brother. I think she will like music even more in the future.

Yang Yi sang over and over again, and at the back, Murphy could laugh and hum along with Yang Yi!

However, at this time, the doorbell in the living room suddenly rang! The steamed bun, who was lying on the side just now, didn’t know when he ran to the door, wagging his tail and looking outside.

Don’t guess, Yang Yi knows that Lan Xin is here! She was waiting outside the yard to open the door!

“I’ll open the door for Xiner!” Xixi still couldn’t sit still, she giggled, left Xiao on the chair, and jumped down by herself, walking briskly, and ran out like a gust of wind.

Actually, you don’t have to run out to open the iron gate of the yard, you can do it by remote control~IndoMTL.com~ But Xixi still greeted her.

Yang Yi’s playing couldn’t help but stagnate. He and Murphy looked at each other, and the two couldn’t help but shake their heads with a wry smile.

Outside, the conversation between Xixi and Lan Xin soon came.

“My Baba is playing a song for me! Then my Mama and my brother are also…” Xixi said happily to Lan Xin.

“What is a sugar pigeon? Is it delicious?” Lan Xin asked in confusion.

“Oh, no, it’s playing the piano, and then I can sing too!” Xixi explained quickly.

Before Lan Xin could speak, Xixi smiled happily: “Hehe, Xiner, let me tell you, I can sing soon! Listen!”

“I want to climb up step by step, da da, 噔噔 噔 噔 噔噔 噔噔 噔噔 噔噔 噔噔 噔噔 噔噔 噔噔 噔噔 噔噔 噔噔 噔噔 噔噔 噔噔 噔噔

Lan Xin’s voice has already appeared at the door of the villa: “But, did Dad Yang not cook? What about our dinner?”

       

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