"Talking about the old system, talking about the old ......" Luoluo didn't continue to misbehave, she just squatted down, kicked hard, jumped out of the innermost part of the bed, and then fell down and fell into the crook of her father's outstretched arm, she still had crooked eyes, looking at her father and laughing, "Giggles, giggles!"

Yang Yan smiled, and did not blame or stop this little girl from venting her excess energy because Luoluo had kicked the bed in a mess. I saw him sit on the bed with his legs folded, leaning his back against the head of the bed, flipping through the book, and whispering, "Today, what story are we telling?"

Luoluo quickly got up, she was not sleepy, and stayed in her father's arms for a short time. The little girl leaned on her father's shoulder with a sense of dependence, her soft little belly was on her top, and her little hand pressed on her father's shoulder for support, and then she looked at the picture book in her father's hand, blinked her eyes wide, and said softly in her father's words: "Tan, what about Shen Mo's book?"

"We have seen this story, let's tell the story of a little pig looking for a job today!" Yang Yan turned the first page of this independent story.

"Little pig?" Luo Luo was still leaning on her father just now, and it seemed that she couldn't be quiet for a second, but her father began to tell the story, she became interested, and in order to see the pictures on the books in her father's hand, the frequency of her little buttocks gradually decreased, and finally stopped.

"Once upon a time, there was a little piglet. Yang Yan used the common sentence structure of storytelling, and said in a more affectionate and infectious voice, "There is a big yard in his home, and after it is reclaimed by the piglets, it becomes a big vegetable garden, and the pigs will grow ......vegetables in it."

Hearing this, Luoluo suddenly became excited, she grabbed her father's arm with her little hand, her eyes were bright, and she said happily to her father: "Hey, na, na, there is a crooked woman, there is also a crooked woman!"

"What's wrong with grandma? What does grandma have?" Yang Yan didn't react as fast as his daughter, he thought that Luoluo said that grandma also raised pigs, but how could there be pigs in his mother-in-law's house? Only pork!

"Crooked woman, just vegetarian, just a lot of vegetarian, a lot of vegetables!" The little girl organized the language for a while, and then successfully finished her words, "Ma Ma also has a lot of vegetables!"

Yang Yan finally understood, Luoluo refers to the vegetable garden of his father-in-law's house, his mother-in-law will remove the grass every day, and Xia Yu will also go down to help, Luoluo is very careful to observe, and he remembers it!

"That's right, grandma also has such a vegetable garden, just like the little pig! Luoluo knows it, it's amazing!" Yang Yanwan smiled, "The little pig is very good at growing vegetables, it will go to the vegetable garden every day to hoe grass and catch insects, so the vegetables it grows are very good and delicious!"

In fact, there is not so much information in the picture book, only one or two lines on a page, but when Yang Yan tells Luoluo a story, he will expand it by himself, transforming the picture in the picture into a certain plot content.

Luoluo may have been influenced by her father, when she listened to her father's story, she would also start her little head and make some associations out of whimsy, no, she shook her father's arm happily at this time, and asked in a milky voice: "Hmm, crooked woman, no, Ma Ma is returned, and Luoluo is still catching, catching and digging cows! Little pig, little pig, catch and dig cows?"

Yang Yan was interrupted again, but not only did he not become unhappy, but he also liked to have such an interaction with the little guy, I saw him laugh, nodded and said, "Haha, of course, snails are also pests that can eat vegetables, and you have to catch snails!"

"Hee-hee!" Luoluo didn't know if she thought she had helped the little pig, and after getting her father's approval, she smiled at her father with satisfaction, sat down, snuggled into her father's arms, and continued to read with great interest.

However, Piggy is not a positive character in this story, although it is the main character.

“…… Later, the little pig didn't want to grow vegetables, it felt that it was very hard to grow vegetables, and it had to be watered every day to remove insects, and it took a long time before there were vegetables to eat. Why don't you do something simple and easy?" Yang Yan paused and glanced at Luoluo.

The little girl was looking intently at the picture book in her father's hand, her little mouth pursed into a thin line. At this point, she didn't seem to have any idea of interacting.

"Piggy went to find something else to do. Yang Yan turned a page of the book, and then told Luoluo the story of the next page, "In the forest, the little pig walked for a while, and he suddenly heard the sound of playing the flute, which was very good, so he walked over to see, and in the room where the sound of music came out, he saw a cat playing the flute!"

Kitty?

Luo Luo subconsciously raised his head and smiled at his father.

Dad also smiled at her, and Luoluo immediately lowered his head contentedly and did not speak.

No need to speak!

Dad must know that he thinks the same as Luoluo, he thinks of our big cat at home, Meow Millet!

"The cat playing the flute is very good, and the birds in the tree will sing along with it when they hear it! The little pig thinks, it must be easy to play the flute, so he worships the cat as a teacher, which means that the cat is a teacher!" Yang Yan told Luoluo a story, and he had to modify his speaking habits, reduce the use of some complex idioms, and use a language that Luoluo could understand.

“…… The cat agreed to teach Piggy to play the flute! However, after several hours of learning, Piggy still did not learn. Actually, it's not easy to play the flute, how can you learn it so quickly, but the little pig is impatient, he thinks it's too difficult, he wants to do something simple and easy!, so he left......" Yang Yan continued to read the story.

The next few stories are similar to the stories of worshipping cats as teachers, all of them are piglets looking for jobs, but he feels that every job is not easy to do, either too difficult or too hard!

Luo Luo listened to the story intently, she had gradually stopped moving, it seemed that the mental investment made her quickly feel the sleepiness that had been hidden before, she couldn't help blinking her eyes, and a wave of tiredness began to spread in her head......

"So, what's the easy job? The idea of being lazy is unacceptable! After the little pig suffered failures everywhere, he still returned home, he picked up the hoe again, and continued to work in the vegetable field, and it was still suitable for him to grow vegetables!" When Yang Yan began to make a summary, the little girl finally couldn't bear it anymore after listening to these heavy truths, and she began to doze off in her father's arms.

"Luoluo?" Yang Yan also wanted to ask her daughter how she felt after hearing this story, but when she looked down, the little girl was rubbing her eyes sleepily, so that she didn't react!

"Sleep, Luoluo is ......" Yang Yan picked up Luoluo horizontally, carefully let her little head lie down against the pillow, and when he finally kissed Luoluo's little face, the little girl's long eyelashes trembled, and finally closed her eyes.

Xia Yu was watching TV in the living room just now, and a TV series about criminal police was recently released, and she chased it every day. Yang Yan closed the bedroom door, and when he returned to the living room, Xia Yu asked with concern, "Falling asleep so soon?"

"I guess I was too excited to play at noon, I didn't sleep much, and now I'm sleepy. Yang Yan sat down next to Xia Yu, his big hand was first placed on his lap seriously, but soon, he was not serious, his hand secretly moved to the side, and stroked it.

In the end, it is a man who eats marrow and knows the taste...... I can't control how many he sends!