House Dad’s Literary Life

The bright sunshine, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, refracted into the warm, fragrant bedroom, on the big pink bed, a little princess curled up in the bed, holding the little fist like what was holding, in her sleep, she still There is a hint of shallow smile.

It seems to be a beautiful picture deliberately depicted. The girl's face is also like a delicate handicraft. The dagger moth, the powdered jade, the fresh and lovely, even the long eyelashes seem to be outlined with a deep color brush. The same, people look at it and love it.

The sun is about to get rid of the butt, but the mother has not come to call her to get up!

Of course, because it is a weekend, you can sleep late.

However, the little girl seemed to be unable to sleep late, because only the door lock of the door was heard, and the spirited bun pulled the handle, and the hind legs smashed, pushing the big bedroom door.

The buns were very excited. It jumped to the bed and then shook with his forefoot and his arm.

"Wang, Wang!" The buzzing of the buns, still woke up.

The fluffy little girl sat up in confusion and groaned for a while before she figured out that she was just waking up.

"Hey! Buns, you are a bad guy!" The voice of the beggar was soft, and he blamed the buns who had jumped out of bed and gave her a tail on the ground.

I saw the little girl with a sleepy eyes whispering a small mouth and said with a sullen mood: "I have dreamed of it, you have lost my cockroaches!"

The buns didn't understand. It only knew that the tail was desperately swaying on the ground. However, this guy is a little too excited today. It squats on the ground with uneasiness, as if he wants to hurry.

"Bun, you have to pay for me..." The little girl complained deeply, kept muttering, swaying down from the bed, swaying into the bathroom, washing her face and brushing her teeth.

After washing and washing, I also grabbed the hair that was just messed up with a comb. The little girl's hair is very long, and it is very thick, just like a waterfall behind her. When I got up, no father or mother helped me, and I combed myself in the mirror, and it didn't make my hair look good.

After I recovered my spirit, I actually felt a little strange. I don’t know why it’s so quiet on the second floor today. These days, my mother will wait for her to wash, and help her to comb her hair before they go downstairs to have breakfast!

Where did my mother go?

He followed the buns, supported the stairs, and the first-level underground building, but only passed the corner of the stairs, his ears were sharp, and he heard the laughter of his mother... and his father’s voice?

"Hey?" The little girl squinted at her eyes, she thought she was still dreaming!

But when she walked down the stairs and looked at the sound, she saw a scene that she could not believe:

It seems that like the days before six days ago, the tall and big dad, wearing an apron, is busy in the kitchen, the familiar dad’s breakfast scent, this time just floated into the small nose, all the hook I lived in the stomach of the little girl, and she didn’t eat much at dinner last night...

At this moment, I really have a feeling of dreaming!

Of course, there are also differences. Usually, Dad is making breakfast in the kitchen by himself, but today, he still has a person hanging on his body!

Murphy’s miss on Yang Lan is nothing less than a slap in the face, but she is a mother, an adult, and she must be strong and not present in front of her.

This is not, Yang Lan returned home, she gave her son to Ding Xiang to take care of, like the koala, he hangs joyfully on Yang Lan.

Therefore, what I saw was that my mother’s hands were wrapped around my father’s waist, and the two were sweet and greasy together.

The kitchen is closed with transparent glass doors, and there are stoves and hoods. Yang Lan and Murphy are also patronizing their sweet feelings. They have not noticed that they are coming downstairs. Yang Lan still has Talking and laughing, pick up a scrambled egg with chopsticks and feed it to Murphy...

How tired it is, how tired it is!

I looked at it with a big eyes and looked at it for a while before I returned to God. The little girl seemed to flash a light in her mind. I wanted to understand: This is not a dream! Dad is really back!

Excited, grievances, I saw a little girl screaming, ran over, in the eyes of my father and mother surprised, opened the kitchen door, a head tied to the father's arms.

"Hey! Are you up?" Yang Hao heard the movement, only hurriedly shut the fire, turned and pulled off the apron, but also bent over to catch the daughter, all the moves in one go.

Yang Lan picked up the cockroach from the ground. The little girl was holding her father's neck and was tired of her father's arms. Although she didn't cry, she whispered, and I was unhappy and comforted.

Murphy was on the side, sticking his fingers and scraping the little girl's face, and said with a funny voice: "What? You didn't always think about coming back? Now seeing you, why are you not happy?"

I don’t care, I feel that my mother is bullying myself, twisting my head and burying my face in my father’s arms, screaming, seemingly protesting to my father.

For a while, I was happy again, and I didn’t want to be very happy. I whispered my mouth and said to my father, sweetly and greasyly: "How come you are back? Don't tell me!"

"Haha, Dad doesn't want to give you a surprise?" Yang Lan held a small buttock in her hand and held her firmly in front of her, gently combing her hair with one hand. Laughing, "Your mother called me at noon yesterday and said that you really want Dad, and then called over last night, saying that you don't want to eat, so Dad came back late!"

"Really?" Like the little girl, the little hand was held in front of her, her eyes wide open and looked at her father's face.

"Yeah, didn't Dad call you video last night?" Yang Xiao smiled. "At that time, Dad had already drove on the road. In order to continue the video call with you, he deliberately found a roadside restaurant."

It turns out that it is no wonder that Yang Lan’s background of the video call last night was so messy.

However, I will not think too much in this regard. The little girl heard that her father came back for her own sake. Her heart was sweet, she forgot to think, and she forgot to complain. She smiled happily and her eyes seemed to bloom. Glorious.

"Dad still thought, wait for the breakfast, then go upstairs and ask you to get up, I didn't expect you to get up." Yang said softly.

He pointed to the outside, not allowed to enter the kitchen, and he stayed in the restaurant's buns. He smiled and said: "It’s the buns calling me to get up!"

All blame the buns, if it is not to wake up, it is Dad who wakes up!