Luoluo grabbed her father's arm, causing her father to draw a line like a long snake on the paper, and when she saw this scene, the little girl's clever little brain had already realized her mistake, and she timidly let go of her two little paws, and stood there in trepidation.

She was still told by her mother......

However, Luoluo is unintentional!

The little girl was very aggrieved and deflated her little mouth, her two little hands drooped, but she subconsciously stepped back a little, secretly squeezed around her father, and looked at her mother with her eyes scared.

"It's okay, Dad doesn't blame Luoluo!" Yang Yan laughed, he looked at the word "Mei" written by himself in cursive penmanship on the white paper, especially when he saw the crooked "horizontal", he turned his head and looked at Luoluo with a smile, and praised, "Luoluo, you don't know, you hit by mistake, and you helped Dad! Dad still wants to thank you!"

The little girl who was aggrieved was stunned, she turned her head, her eyelids that had been hanging down sadly rolled up again, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her clear and pure eyes were also wide open at the moment, looking at her father with some confusion and some joy.

Confused because she hadn't figured out why her father was complimenting her.

And the joy is because Dad didn't blame himself, and he really loved Luoluo's dad the most!

"Why do you say that?" Yang Yan smiled and continued to tell the story, "At that time, Luoluo's grandfather also wrote the word 'Mei' like this......"

Speaking of this time, Yang Yan turned his head and explained to Xia Yu: "I don't know how to write cursive, although I imitate my father, but in fact it is still a lot worse, I can't write his kind of charm, and you look at these strokes, thin and weak, hesitant ......."

Xia Yu listened to Yang Yan's words, and then glanced at the words written by Yang Yan on the paper, and then she shook her head and said with a smile: "I don't understand, but I think your writing is also very good, many strokes are connected together, and at first glance it is calligraphy, unlike what I wrote, it will only be barely neatly written." ”

Xia Yu really didn't know how to appreciate it, but she knew how to appreciate Yang Yan, and the beautiful eyes she looked at Yang Yan at the moment flashed with a strange look.

I don't know if it's in the eyes of a lover, Yang Yan, who is holding a heavy shoulder at the moment, is as handsome as those graceful and brilliant white-clothed scribes in TV costume dramas in Xia Yu's eyes.

Gentle and considerate, and versatile, where to find such a boyfriend?

Far away, Yang Yan had already turned his head, smiled and said to Luoluo: "At that time, grandpa also wrote here for a long time, but grandpa wrote much better, dad is not as good as grandpa, fortunately, we Luoluo unexpectedly helped Dad, this horizontal looks very natural!"

In Yang Yan's eyes, he was a little hesitant to write before, and he hadn't "dragged" his handwriting so freely!

However, Dad said so much, listening to Luoluo's still somewhat ignorant little head, the amount of information was excerpted a lot!

I saw Luoluo pouting his little mouth, and said unhappily: "Well, baba, baba is greasy to love!"

Although it was the first time she said the word "powerful", and it was not accurate to repeat her father's pronunciation, the little girl had already been able to vaguely understand the conversation of adults, and the meaning of the word "powerful" was still understood by the little girl.

Yang Yan couldn't help laughing when he heard his daughter's maintenance of himself, he rubbed Luoluo's little head, and said lovingly: "Okay, thank you Luoluo for your encouragement to Dad, Dad will continue to work hard in the future, learn to write, and become a really powerful father!"

"Okay, the words are written, how to draw plum blossoms?" Yang Yan put down the brush on the tissue, then picked up the soda bottle he had brought over, pointed to the butt of the bottle, and said, "Look at the butt of this bottle, is it five-petaled?"

Xia Yu was "condescending", she couldn't see clearly, and stretched out her slender and slender hand, held the bottom of the bottle in Tuo Yang Yan's hand, and looked at it.

But this way, Luoluo can't be seen!

"Well, well......" The little girl walked out of her father's side with some anxiety, and went around to her mother's side, and her little head was also put together with her mother, and looked at it curiously.

"One, two, three, four, five......" Seeing this, Xia Yu gently pulled up her falling little hand, pointed to the bottom of the bottle with her little finger, and counted it word by word.

"Luoluo, is it five?" Yang Yan turned out five fingers and asked Luoluo with a smile.

"Well, uh-huh!" the little girl raised her eyes to look at her father, nodded very earnestly, and said in a milky voice.

"At that time, your grandfather dipped the bottle in the ink used for stamping, and we don't have the ink now, so we will use this watercolor pen instead......" Then, Yang Yan used the red watercolor pen he just picked out to paint the five raised parts at the bottom of the bottle, and then, the bottom of the bottle pressed lightly on the white paper, and he smiled, "That's it, a five-petal plum blossom is drawn!"

Really!

Although there is a little outline and some veins, five oval or irregular round red dots appear on the white paper, and the bright colors are like plum blossoms blooming!

"Huh!" Luoluo opened his mouth slightly, looked at the blooming plum blossom in surprise, and called softly.

The black branches on a white background and the red flowers, the contrast of colors is still relatively distinct, and suddenly attracted the attention of the little girl, she looked very attentively, I don't know whether she is still amazed by the magic of her father's "magic", or this petal makes her seem to see the flowers in the spring park, the purple and red......

Yang Yan repainted the color and printed a five-petal red flower again, and then handed the bottle to Luoluo with a smile and asked, "Do you want to try Luoluo?"

Daddy let himself play!

The little girl stepped forward with a happy face and stretched out two small hands—her hands were still too small to hold with one hand, and it took both of them to hold the bottle!

"Come on, Daddy will color you first. Yang Yan grabbed the lower end of the bottle, painted the color with a watercolor pen, and then smiled and signaled, "Okay, it's time for you to paint plum blossoms!"

The little girl, with the help of her father, also sat down on the floor, and she grabbed the small bottle, and followed her father's example, and put the bottom of the bottle on the white paper in a decent manner.

"Yes, yes! You see, this plum blossom is painted in a falling fall. Yang Yan said with a smile.

Luoluo picked up the small bottle with two small hands, and his little head came out to look at the "plum blossom print" he made, and he couldn't help grinning happily, looking at his father and laughing "hee".

Being able to participate in it made the little girl even happier!