I couldn’t go back to my hometown to play with my grandfather and grandma. Xixi was sad for a long time yesterday, but after a sleep, the little girl’s mood returned to optimism and cheerfulness – with her father and mother by her side, what was there Unhappy?
“There is always a colorful river meandering in the fairy tale town, tainted with the perverse atmosphere of magic, but twists and turns in love…” The day before the New Year’s Eve, this morning when the flavor of the New Year was not too strong, In Murphy’s gentle singing, the prelude started.
Yang Yi went out. Before the New Year’s Eve and some stores closed, he hurried to buy some materials for the New Year. Speaking of which, this is also the first Spring Festival that he has personally managed as the head of the family, so Yang Yi has to live this year more delicately.
Murphy had nothing to do, so she brought Yang Yi’s guitar and played and sang some songs for Xixi and Xiaojiao. Although she doesn’t play guitar often, she is a musician anyway, so this basic skill is still Master, this is not, the tune of Fairy Tale Town, Murphy easily dialed it out.
Xixi listened happily on the side, and she was dancing on the sofa. If she came across a familiar part, the little girl would sing along with her mother.
“I heard that Peter Pan is not very big” Murphy shook his head gently, looking at his daughter with a smile in his beautiful eyes.
Xixi jumped forward and rushed to her mother’s side, her long hair floated to the temples, the little girl thought it was very funny, she laughed twice, this laughter made her rush to sing At that time, there was no time to take a breath, and the voice seemed a little lack of breath.
I only heard Xixi croaking: “Jack he has a harp and magic… I heard that there is a candy store in Mmm, and Cinderella lost her beloved glass slipper…”
There’s something about forgetting words, but even more mischievous is her singing, which perfectly captures the word cynicism.
“No, it’s out of tune!” Murphy couldn’t help laughing and said with a smile.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah!” I don’t know if I am very happy listening to my mother’s singing, but now lying in the small shaker next to me, Xiao Jiao is also dancing, grinning with a small mouth and using the childish voice with joy. Vowels express your emotions.
Can’t hold the little guy all the time, so the family has placed a small blue shaker with four feet in the living room, which looks like a small boat suspended in the air and can be gently shaken in small increments.
Xiao Jiahao lay in the shaker, because she was right next to her mother, she could easily look at her mother, and hear her mother and sister sing.
“Hee hee! Mama, my brother is laughing!” Xixi slipped off the sofa excitedly, sat on the carpet, and looked at her brother in the shaker.
Although singing is fun, my brother is even more fun!
I saw the little girl holding a balloon hammer with a yellow handle and a red cartoon pattern, and gestured and gestured in front of her brother.
However, Xiaojiao still can’t reach out and grab, he can only watch, the fleshy little arm twists slightly, grinning with a small toothless mouth, and smiling happily Voice.
“Brother, do you want to play? But you don’t even know how to play!” This bad elder sister was giggling and teasing Xiao Jiao.
Murphy watched, unable to help but feel happy for the warm interaction between the siblings.
However, she also saw that Xiaojiao still had a runny nose, not much, but thinking about how she looked when she had a cold, she could know how uncomfortable Xiaojiao is now in the cold.
I have to say that although Xiaojiao has a cold, his mental state is not bad. The little guy seems to have a very optimistic attitude. When he had diarrhea before, his body was weak, but the little guy was still in the arms of his father and mother. Teasing, joking, he opened his big eyes and smiled “Yah, ah”.
Would he be happier using new words to express his emotions if he had learned to speak?
Of course, I still have to blow my nose. I saw that Murphy first used a small towel to help the little guy wipe off the snot outside his nose, and then from the coffee table next to him, he tore off some medical cotton **** and twisted them into small The shape of a stick, gently inserted into Xiao Xiaozhu’s nose, dipping the snot out of his nasal cavity.
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/>Murphy was doing it very seriously, and Xixi was watching with interest.
Xiao Jiao, who was lying in the shaker, didn’t know why, so he looked at his mother with wide eyes, and his mother’s face that made him feel comfortable.
After a while, he was inexplicably amused again, dancing and laughing.
“Don’t move, there’s still the nose here.” Murphy lightly pressed the little hand raised by Xiao Jiao in a funny way, looking at this smiling baby, he really couldn’t help but feel bad. !
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Yang Yi came back from the big shopping around noon. However, he was busy preparing lunch. Although Murphy could help wash the rice and cook the rice, Yang Yi still had to do the cooking, so all the things he bought were kept until the afternoon. to organize.
In the afternoon, on the table in the side hall, Yang Yi prepared the pen and ink. He cut out a large piece of red paper inlaid with gold and laid a thick stack on the table, as if he wanted to sell Spring Festival couplets.
“Baba, what are you doing?” Xixi was very interested, she followed behind her father’s buttocks, watching her father open up.
Baozi is also following Xixi’s ass. This guy is now Xixi’s follower. Of course, he is also very interested in Xiaojiao, but the big master doesn’t let him play with Xiaojiao for the time being.
“You Baba want to write the Spring Festival couplets, let’s see Baba’s writing, okay?” Murphy hugged Xiaojiao, came from the living room, sat on the next chair, and said with a smile.
“Okay!” In fact, there was no need for her mother to say, the little girl had already climbed up on the chair with great interest, stood on the chair, propped up the table, and looked curiously at her father dipping the brush in the ink on the inkstone.
Yang Yi’s face is a little serious. He knows calligraphy and has learned it in his previous life. However, his calligraphy is only decent in comparison. And it’s been a long time since he wrote big characters.
“Good luck, good luck, good luck and good luck… Wealth is coming!” Murphy looked at Yang Yi’s writing, and read it out word by word.
Yang Yi uses a square European style regular script, which looks neat and steady, and the strokes are as steep and rugged as broken walls and cliffs! Of course ~IndoMTL.com~ Compared with running script and big seal script, this regular script is easy to identify!
After writing a Spring Festival couplet, Yang Yi paused, looked at the word he had written, and shook his head regretfully. It’s been a long time since he wrote the calligraphy, and he seemed a little unfamiliar!
Murphy originally watched it with relish and was full of pride. She felt that Yang Yi was really versatile and understood everything, but when she saw Yang Yi shaking her head and crumpling the written Spring Festival couplets and throwing them away, she couldn’t help screaming in surprise. a sound.
“Why throw it away? Isn’t it well written?” Murphy asked.
Xixi is also confused, but she still doesn’t understand what her father is doing, so she just looks at it in confusion.
“The writing is not up to standard, the brushwork is stiff, and the tip of the pen is too sticky when I close it. Let me write another one!” Yang Yi laughed.
“Okay then…” Murphy said regretfully.
Then, Murphy looked at Yang Yi’s writing again, and read: “The sky increases the years and people increase the lifespan, the spring is full of blessings, the whole world is renewed…”
This time, Yang Yi’s writing made him a little more satisfied, and he didn’t throw it away.
“You all recognize this character?” Yang Yi pointed to the Chinese character “Sui” in the Spring Festival couplet with some surprise, which is the traditional Chinese character for Sui. Compared with “door” and other characters, the traditional characters of this year are much more complicated.
“I lived in Hong Kong City anyway, okay?” Murphy giggled. “And, do you think I’m so stupid? Even if I don’t recognize it, I can tell from the context!”
Yang Yi forgot about this, he smiled and shook his head, and continued to write.
He prepared a lot of red paper for the Spring Festival couplets, just to throw away some poorly written ones. Xixi watched her father write big characters with all her attention, wondering if her serious attitude could plant a seed of seriousness in the little girl’s heart.