Chapter 213: You're a pretty good daddy

After Du Caige returned home, he took a shower and carried it for an hour.

Then get ready to read a book and go to bed.

But at about 10 o'clock, Yan Yingzhen made a call.

"What's the matter?"

Yan Yingzhen's tone was cold: "Cai Wei can't sleep, I want to listen to you tell stories and sing children's songs." ”

Du Caige only felt that her head was about to explode, "Isn't it, she is in elementary school, and she still has to listen to bedtime stories and children's songs?"

"I'll let you go, I have something to do now, give her the phone, you talk to her yourself. ”

Then soon Xiao Caiwei's sweet, crispy voice like a lotus root sounded: "Baba, I miss you so much." ”

"I miss you too, baby. Talking to his daughter, Du Caige didn't feel numb at all.

"Baba, I can't sleep," Cai Wei said pitifully, "Can you tell me a story?"

Du Caige immediately said: "Okay, wait for Dad to think about it." ”

Why shouldn't you listen to bedtime stories and nursery rhymes when you're in elementary school?

A daughter can be coquettish in front of her father for a lifetime.

Not to mention 6 years old, even if she is 60 years old and she is 90 years old, she can still call and ask for on-demand bedtime stories.

After thinking about it for a moment, Du Caige said, "Daddy will tell you a story about Pippi Longstocking." ”

"Who?"

"Long stockings," Du Caige slowed down, "Pipsqueak." It's a little girl named Pippi, and she likes to wear stockings. ”

Xiao Caiwei said in surprise: "Ma Ma also likes to wear stockings at home!

Your mom isn't called stockings, it's stockings...... Du Caige was very sure that he didn't have silk foot control, but he was still very curious and wanted to see what the beautiful Yan Yingzhen looked like in black silk.

It should be very royal sister fan.

"Okay, this story is very long, Dad will tell you for 10 minutes, you will go to bed obediently, and Dad will continue to tell you tomorrow. ”

"Okay, I'm very well-behaved, tell me quickly!"

"Ahem!" Du Caige cleared his throat and quickly recalled the content of "Pippi Longstocking".

Pippi Longstocking is a masterpiece by Swedish writer Astrid Lindgren, which is said to have been told by Lindgren to his ailing daughter in 1941 and published in 1945.

This is Sweden's best-selling children's book, with over 100 million sales worldwide – U1S1, and it's so good for kids and women to make money.

This fairy tale is not Du Caige's favorite story. For boys, Lindgren's "Karlsson the Little Flyer" and "Emile the Naughty Bag" are obviously more appetizing.

However, when Du Caige used to fill in the marital status of "married" and not yet "divorced", he thought about reading this book to his daughter in the future.

Because "Pippi Longstocking" is really a book for little girls to read.

Pippi Longstocking is a little girl who looks real but is not real.

She had red hair, pigtails turned to the sides, a face full of freckles, a large mouth, and neat white teeth. She wears long socks on her feet, one brown and the other black.

Her skirts were designed and sewn by herself, and her shoes were twice as big as her feet. She was so powerful that she could lift a horse or a cow over her head with ease.

Pippi Longstocking not only looks strange, but also has a strange life.

She lives alone in a large house with a horse and a monkey. She said that her mother was an angel who always watched her from heaven, and that her father, a black king, had left her an inexhaustible supply of gold coins.

Of course, no one believed her words. In the eyes of adults, she should go to school and go to a "children's home", but Pippi insists on living alone.

Without her parents to take care of her, she lived a happy life. She had a monkey and a horse as pets, a large chest of gold coins, and two little girls from the neighborhood who always visited her with admiration.

And such a little girl, what does she want to do the most?

She wanted to be a pirate above all else......

Of course, Du Caige didn't want Caiwei to become a pirate in the future.

But he hopes that Cai Wei can be as positive, optimistic and courageous as Pippi Longstocking. They can both bravely resist and accept criticism with an open mind.

"Listen, baby. Ahem, a long time ago, there was a small town. There is a messy old orchard in the town with a small house in the orchard. In the little house lives this Pippi Longstocking, which we're going to talk about. ”

"Pippi is 9 years old, alone, she has no father and no mother. ”

"Baba baba," Cai Wei's immature voice asked hurriedly, "why doesn't Pippi have a poop?"

"Listen to me slowly, don't worry. ”

"Okay. ”

"Pippi, she doesn't have a father or a mother, she actually thinks it's pretty good, and when she's having fun, no one will tell her to go to bed—"

"Good boys should go to bed on time. ”

"I know Caiwei is a good boy, but Pipsqueak isn't a bad boy either. Listen to me, don't interrupt. ”

"Okay baba, I won't interrupt. ”

When Pipsqueak wants to eat mints, no one will insist that she eat cod liver oil. Pipsqueak had a dad, and she loved her dad. Of course she had a mother, but that was a long time ago. Pippi's mother died early-"

"What does it mean to die, baba?"

"Death, that is, the person is no longer alive, dead, is a euphemism. ”

"Wow, Pipsqueak is so pathetic, she's so young and doesn't have a mother. ”

“...... Do you still want to hear it?"

"Listen!"

"Pippi's mom died at an early age, and ...... at that time"

Ten minutes later, Du Caige said, "It's okay, it's time for you to sleep." ”

"Baba, let's talk for another 10 minutes! People don't want to sleep yet!"

Du Caige's tone was a little harsh: "Speaking must count, and 10 minutes of talking is 10 minutes." If you're still making trouble, I won't continue tomorrow. ”

Cai Wei howled twice, and when she saw that Du Caige was unmoved, she no longer insisted on it, but begged: "Baba, I still can't sleep, you can sing me a song!"

......: "That's a bit of a hard time for me."

Du Caige said tentatively: "Let your mother sing it to you?"

"There was a car to pick up Ma Ma just now, she was going to work overtime, and she had something to deal with. ”

Only then did Du Caige know that Yan Yingzhen was not shirking when he said that something was wrong.

"And who else are you with now?"

"Aunt Chen is with me. ”

This Aunt Chen...... It should be Chen Fufang's second sister.

used to be a nanny for Yan Yingzhen, but now she is a nanny for Cai Wei.

Counting her age, she must be at least 50 years old.

"Then you let Aunt Chen sing to you. ”

Cai Wei said in disgust: "She sings badly to death." ”

"Be polite, baby. ”

"I don't like to hear Aunt Chen sing. ”

Du Caige can imagine her pouting.

"Baba, you sing to me, I haven't heard you sing in a hundred years! You sing so well! You are the best singing girl in the world!"

I'll go, who taught you this craft of blowing rainbow farts?

I haven't heard me sing in a hundred years...... 100 years later, are my bones still there?

Forget it, since the little girl is looking forward to it so much, then ...... Let's sing a song.

"I'll sing you a ......"

Originally, he wanted to sing a little girl picking mushrooms, but thinking about it, it seemed that a group of boring people had adapted this song too dirty, and he was in no mood to sing it.

"In this way, sing a song of Lu Binghua. ”

"The stars in the sky don't speak, and the dolls on the ground miss their mothers. The eyes of heaven blinked. Mother's heart, Lu Binghua......"

After singing, as expected, after singing, Cai Wei clapped her hands and applauded, "Baba, you sing so well! I have never taught this song to my kindergarten teacher before." ”

Then he said, "Another song." ”

"No," Du Caige decisively refused, "It can't be endless." ”

"One more song, the last one, please, the most beloved Baba. ”

"Then do you love me more, or do you love your mother more!"

Xiao Caiwei let out a string of silver bell-like laughter, "Of course I love Baba more!"

"Although I know that you are making me happy, but I am still very happy, so I will sing you 3 more songs, and I will sleep after singing, and I will not be noisy anymore, you know!"

"Okay!

"This one is Penghu Bay. The evening breeze blows lightly in Penghu Bay, and the waves chase the beach. There is no coconut grove and the sun, just a sea blue!"

"A vine in front of Amen, the green of Anen Anon has just budded. The snail was crawled up step by step by this heavy shell......"

"I'm a stucco and I have a lot of skills. I'm going to paint that new house even more beautifully. After painting the roof and walls, the brushes flew and were busy. Oops, my little nose has changed. ”

After singing the three songs, Xiao Caiwei did not applaud.

Du Caige listened carefully, and the sound of Xiao Caiwei's even breathing came from the microphone.

"This kid ......"

After listening quietly to the child's breathing for at least ten minutes, Du Caige hung up the phone.

Then the next morning, he was woken up by the vibration of his mobile phone, and he forgot to mute it last night.

At first glance, the caller ID was Yan Yingzhen's number.

He thought it was Cai Wei again, and after connecting it, he casually said, "Baby, what's wrong?"

The other side was silent for a long time.

After a while, Yan Yingzhen's voice sounded: "I won't bother with you this time, next time if you still scream, I'll ask someone to cut off your network cable." ”

“......”

"Thank you last night for helping me put the little beast to sleep. ”

"You're welcome, that's my daughter too. ”

"Your daughter?" Yan Yingzhen sneered, "Don't dream, she's not in your household registration book." And she has my surname, I heard it clearly, her name is Yan-Cai-Wei, and her surname is Yan!"

"Whatever, what's a trivial matter with a surname. She's my daughter anyway. Du Caige did not give up an inch of land in this regard.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to argue with you. By the way, Cai Wei told me, how many beautiful children's songs did you sing her?"

"yes. ”

"Your dad is pretty good, I'll take care of you in the future, and I'll give you 1 pocket money every month. ”

"Thank you. ”

"Seriously, if you find a time, I'll arrange to take you to record it, record a few songs and play them to her before going to bed, I can't call you every night. ”

Du Caige actually didn't want to coax his daughter to sleep every night, coaxing once was fun, and coaxing every day was torture, but he still said pretendedly: "No need, it will definitely be better if I call her and sing it to her." ”

"Don't think I don't know you. Stop talking nonsense, hang up, I still have something. ”

Hearing the busy sound from the mobile phone, Du Caige was a little unconvinced.

You may know the original owner, but it doesn't mean you know me.