House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 3: Coupling baby is a technical job
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In fairness, Xi Xi ’s paintings are still at the level of children ’s random graffiti, but from the perspective of artistic conception and composition, Xi Xi is still a bit talented!
Yang Ran ’s eyes lit up. After praising and encouraging some little guys, he proposed: “Xixi, dad teach you how to draw?”
In the past life, in the killer training camp, Yang Yi studied piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and all kinds of skills are understood. This is the basic skill of disguise!
Be aware that the next task of the Poker Killer organization is the most difficult and arduous! Without any effort to hide from the masses anytime, anywhere, Yang Yi has been arrested by the police countless times!
Although Yang Yi did not like painting very much, and later became more obsessed with music, in his spare time, he also likes to listen to songs and watch movies, and sullen in his carefully arranged safe house. After leaving the training camp, other kung fu such as painting did not grow at all.
However, it’s okay to fool Xixi!
It’s not natural to just say no practice. Yang Yi showed Xi Xi a hand at first.
Under the exclaimed look of the little girl, Yang Yi took a black pencil, sketched it lightly, and brushed a few strokes, and a little girl with long fluttering hair jumped on the paper.
A little bit of the charm of the previous Q-print style, and the little girl ’s facial contours and looks are very similar to Xi Xi, wearing the same lace yarn skirt, long tights, and small leather shoes that Xi Xi is wearing now!
In addition, Yang Yi deliberately enlarged the little girl ’s head, and her big eyes were very anime. The hair dragged to the ground fell like a waterfall. It was so cute!
“Wow, Baba, Baba is so powerful!” Xi Xi liked it so much that she couldn’t move her eyes, opened her small mouth, and shouted in admiration.
Yang Yi listened to her daughter’s praise, this sense of accomplishment in her heart, it’s bursting!
Even if they just cautiously did n’t dare to talk more-for fear of being exposed, Yang Yi ca n’t help but ask now: “Xi Xi, can you see who daddy drew?”
Yang Yi ’s voice was a kind of loud voice when she was a soldier, but when facing her daughter, she was not as gentle as a tough guy. Not to mention Lyon, who had been cold in his previous life, I’m afraid he couldn’t believe it when he looked back himself!
“Know, know, it’s Xixi!” Xixi gestured happily, pointing at herself with joy, but felt embarrassed, and giggled into his father’s arms, only half of his eyes were exposed .
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Almost one afternoon, Yang Yi was teaching Xi Xi to draw sketches, and he helped the little guy fill in some of her shabby paintings.
Xixi had fun, and the silver bell-like laughter came one after another.
Where does she know that Dad is actually happier than her! Because Yang Yi had previously worried about being exposed, it did not happen.
Perhaps Xixi will feel that the father in front of her is no longer the clumsy, wooden father she used to be! But she was so young that she didn’t have that much doubt. The little guys firmly believed their eyes. Dad is Dad, how could it be someone else?
Actually, in the past, Yang Yi, let alone painting, even if he was allowed to appreciate Xi Xi ’s paintings, I am afraid it would be difficult. But Xixi doesn’t care why his father suddenly became so powerful!
The little guy is now becoming a big fan of admiring dad.
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The happy time passed quickly, unconsciously, the sunset was slanting, and the street lights outside the window also lighted a faint halo.
Xi Xi is tired of playing. The child’s physique is not as good as that of an adult. Under Yang Yi’s coaxing, he fell asleep.
Yang Yi carefully held Xixi into the middle of the bed, carefully cushioned her with a small pillow, and her soft long hair was raised to avoid uncomfortable cushioning.
In April, the chill in early spring is still there, especially after the sun goes down, and the air is slightly cool. Yang Yi picked it up in the cabinet for a while before finding a thin and thick towel quilt and covering it with Xi Xi.
“Okay, the question now is, what do you want to eat tonight?” Yang Yi gently closed the bedroom door, thinking with her chin touched.
He lives about 20 square meters, but although the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs, it has a bedroom, a small living room, and a kitchen and toilet. Of course, every small space is very narrow, especially the kitchen!
In addition to a stove and hand-washing table in the kitchen, the remaining space is filled with a strong man, and he can no longer accommodate anyone!
It’s troublesome to move around …
It ’s still good to have a past life. We have money, land, and can live in a luxury house … However, Yang Yi is not picky. What a dinner!
When it comes to cooking, Yang Yi used to be a rookie. He only cooks some white rice by himself. The dishes to be cooked are either mustard or olives, or he eats soy sauce by boiling a plate of vegetables.
On the one hand, because of low income and limited life, Yang Yi, who has a child, saved all her money and used it to buy everything Xi Xi wanted when accompanying Xi Xi-I have to say, Yang Yi’s love for her daughter definitely exceeds everything in the world.
Of course, on the other hand, Yang Yi did not have the cells to learn cooking.
But now Yang Yi is different. In his previous life, he lived alone, and he also spent a very small amount of money. In this aspect of eating, he will never treat himself badly, even if he cooks himself, regardless of Chinese food, Western food, You can do it!
Of course, in the past life, he can only reward himself. Now, he can finally cook for his beloved little guy. Yang Yi should be serious!
However, Yang Yi quickly scratched her head.
“even a good wife cannot make food without rice!” He shook his head bitterly.
A few eggs in the refrigerator, as well as ham sausage, and then the Chinese cabbage that Yang Yi had eaten for many years …
The rice in the rice bowl is still quite sufficient, but obviously the white rice is the dish, I am afraid that even if it is Yang Yi ’s craft, it will taste like chewing wax …
Yang Yi can still take care of herself, but she can’t entertain her daughter with these “pig foods”!
However, it is too late to buy food at this time. Yang Yi rents a house that is relatively partial. It takes half an hour to walk to the nearest vegetable market. Yang Yi can’t rest assured that Xi Xi is at home alone.
So, what do you have for dinner?
Will you go out to the restaurant? However, the health situation of the fly house near the village in the city is worrying!
Yang Yi finally turned her attention to the instant noodle box in the corner, and there were half boxes of instant noodles inside.
This is the spiritual food that came back from the night shift before my body. Sometimes I was tired and hungry, but I did n’t have the leisure to wait for the rice to be cooked, soak up a bowl of hot instant noodles.
“Instant noodles are lonely food and good friends for insomniacs.” Looking at these half boxes of instant noodles, Yang Yi’s memory about it emerged, and he couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.
Yang Yi shook his head and put this thought away. He already has an idea for dinner tonight.