House Dad’s Literary Life

Chapter 210 The baby doesn't want to do homework (44, for the rest is my reward)

It's beautifully written, and I use a little force when I draw the turning point.

At the dining table of the Yang family, Yang Yi was teaching her daughter to write in the notebook. Recently, because the children have basically adapted to the life in kindergarten, the teachers have also started this semester of courses, of course, it is not very complicated, that is, learning to write.

Starting with one stroke and one stroke, starting from Arabic numerals, children begin to touch the field of writing.

However, what makes Xixi a little unhappy is that the teachers have also started to do homework after school. Although it is not too much, they just copy two pages of the strokes they have learned today. For the little guy, it is undoubtedly an unacceptable shackle.

Baba, I'm tired of writing, can you help me? The little girl looked at her father pitifully and said coquettishly.

The little girl's heart at the moment must be: the baby is not happy, the baby just doesn't want to do homework...

No, how can you ask your father to write your homework for you? You told your father the day before yesterday that Teacher Mu taught you a word, how do you say it? Yang Yi refused ruthlessly, pretending he couldn't see Xixi's Watery, big eyes full of grievances.

It's integrity. Xixi pouted and said unhappily.

Then if Dad did the homework for you, did Xixi deceive Teacher Mu? Is it a sign of dishonesty? Yang Yi asked.

Although Xixi was not happy in her heart, she still nodded with a small mouth.

So, you have to complete your homework by yourself. Yang Yi rubbed the little girl's head lovingly and said, When you finish your homework, I will draw you a little duck on your notebook, okay?

This is a typical hit with a stick to give a sweet jujube, but Xixi likes it very much.

Really? The little girl looked at her father in surprise.

Of course! And it's on the page where you finished your homework! Yang Yi said with a smile.

He knows that his daughter is so careful, the little guy especially likes dazzling father, and she has to tell her good friends something good about her father. A little cartoon painting can also satisfy the little guy's vanity. .

Then, can you draw one more? You also draw this one? Xixi looked at Yang Yi expectantly, pointing to the half-written page, and the half of Yang Yi was holding the little guy's hand, teach her to write.

Well, yes, yes, but it depends on whether Xixi is serious about her homework! You can't look around or write randomly in the middle. If you want to write well, then Dad will draw you a sunflower that can spit out a little sun. Come on! Yang Yi laughed.

Then Baba, tell Mama, I have to do my homework, don't disturb Xixi. The little girl suddenly became energetic and pushed her father again and again.

What? Murphy had just come out of the shower, wearing a suspender nightdress, her hair was wet, and the cotton suspenders were wet and dry.

Today is only Thursday, but because Jin Yingming has something to do tomorrow, he is going to the school to hold a parent-teacher conference for his son who is in the first year of high school. In addition, Murphy was busy recording the show last weekend, and he didn't have time to accompany Xixi. Murphy simply gave him and I took two days off, and I went back to the company to record songs on Sunday.

Tell me about Xixi learning to write. Yang Yi stood up, pulled Murphy's soft shoulders, and smiled gently, Let's go, let's chat on the balcony, don't disturb Xixi.

Why? I want to see Xixi do her homework! Murphy was a little puzzled.

Oh, don't quarrel with me! You can't even write well. The little girl pouted and twisted and twisted, but she was looking forward to writing it well, and then asked her father to draw on it!

Murphy had to let Yang Yi drag her hand and walk to the balcony to talk together. She was still thinking about her daughter: How is Xixi's performance in kindergarten? Can you keep up with the writing courses?

You can rest assured, Xixi's performance has always been very good! Teacher Mu also often praised Xixi to me, saying that she is well-behaved and smart, and she learns to write very quickly! Yang Yi shrugged and said, I guess it's because Xixi can draw, unlike other children, who have to learn from holding a pen.

That's great! When Murphy heard the good news from her daughter, her slightly indifferent face couldn't help but smile. Working outside, Murphy was accustomed to the high cold, and only when he returned home could he smile with Yang Yi.

But don't try to compliment her, this little guy has a little tail, and he wants to act like a spoiled child when he does his homework. Yang Yi said to Murphy.

In the room, Xixi was writing seriously. Yang Yi and Murphy were talking and looking at her. The little guy pursed his lips and tried to write.

By the way, didn't you say that the coffee shop hired a female student to help you take care of it, and then she worked hard to open the shop for you at night? Murphy said, and turned the topic to Ding Xiang.

Yes, when I picked you up just now, didn't you see Ding Xiang from a distance?

No, I only remembered when I saw Xixi doing her homework. I was a little worried about her studies. I have to help you manage the coffee shop at night. What about her own studies? Murphy said.

Yang Yi had to explain it to Murphy, and listed a few time periods when there were fewer guests: ...Anyway, I didn't plan to be very strict, as long as she does her usual work, she can watch these times. Read a book, or even do something else.

From what you said, I think she is a very good girl. Murphy took Yang Yi's arm, and the two leaned against the railing and let the night wind blow.

That's right, Ding Xiang, I heard Guo Ziyi say that her family lives in the mountains and is very poor, and then she has to earn her own money to pay for her tuition. I took Xixi to a temple fair and saw her selling cotton. Sugar. She is also extremely frugal in life. When I didn't make a uniform for her before, I just wore a decent set of clothes over and over again. Yang Yi and Murphy sighed with emotion.

No, it happens that my coffee shop has more and more customers, and there is a shortage of people to help me. Then Guo Ziyi also recommended Ding Xiang to me. I happened to know this girl before and knew that this girl was not bad, so I invited her to work. To give more money, I also want to help her.

You helped Ding Xiang, and she is also helping you. What's more, if you do good deeds and accumulate virtue, maybe your luck will accumulate to Xixi, which is a good thing. Murphy's mother believed in Buddhism, and she was somewhat affected. He pulled Yang Yi's hand and said with emotion.

Yang Yi smiled. He didn't believe in Buddhism, but he also felt that Murphy was right. The concept of doing good and accumulating virtue, translated with the words on the Internet in previous lives, is accumulating RP!

Did Ding Xiang go back now? Murphy pulled Yang Yi's wrist with the watch, looked at the time, it was already half past eight, she said regretfully, I still want to see this girl, not tomorrow. know if there is a chance.

Yang Yi also mentioned Guo Ziyi, but she had no interest in that little fat Murphy. She still wanted to meet Ding Xiang—after all, Ding Xiang is a woman...

Yang Yi also looked at his watch and said with a smile: The door closes at 8:30, now at 8:40, Ding Xiang definitely didn't leave, she is definitely cleaning, this guy, how many times I told her she would not go back early. listen to...