Luoluo still likes to imitate her father, she waved the brush and played for a while, and then began to turn her head to look at her father. The little girl saw that her father had taken the brush and dipped it in ink from the "saucer" before he could write on the paper.

So, she also got the ink on it.

I have to say that Luoluo is still very smart, she understands from her observation of her father that it is not the top of the brush that is stained with ink, but the plush tip of the pen!

It's just that she held the pen in the opposite direction, which was not considered. In order to be able to get the ink, the little girl also struggled to turn her wrist around, almost twisting her arm, in order to stretch the tip of the pen she was holding in the direction of the tiger's mouth to the inkstone - in order to let Luoluo also get a full set of experience, Yang Yan specially took an inkstone for the little girl and poured a little ink.

Although Yang Yan wanted to let Luoluo play and see what tricks she could play, he couldn't help but give instructions when he saw his daughter's awkward movements: "Luoluo, it's too troublesome for you to do this! Dad teaches you to turn the pen around, isn't it much easier?"

Dad's hand-in-hand guidance, so that Luoluo suddenly found the "correct posture" to use this brush, and the little girl in front of her seemed to be suddenly holding the brush, her small body was half leaning on the table, and she was comfortably dipped in ink, and then looked at her father with a smile: "Hey, hehe!"

She was as excited as she had discovered a new continent, her big bright eyes.

After learning to use a pen, Luoluo didn't need her father's guidance, she grabbed the pen by herself and scribbled it on the red paper in front of her with great interest.

First, when the ink was full, the little girl poked the brush on it, and when she lifted it, she looked at it for a while, as if she was thinking about how she got it!

Next, the little girl had confidence, and the red paper was soon covered with all kinds of rough and unruly lines.

Although it was like an abstract painting, no one could see it, not even Luoluo herself, who didn't know what she had scribbled on it, but the little girl was still very engaged, and from time to time she was still dipped in ink, trying to draw crooked lines where she felt there was a vacancy!

Without the interruption of Luoluo, Yang Yan quickly finished writing the couplets that the family needed and the neighbors needed, and this year, the eldest brother He Xiaowen was not at home for the New Year, and Yang Yan had to take on this responsibility.

Before pasting the couplet, Yang Yan drew another blank piece of red paper, brought it to Luoluo, and said with a smile: "Luoluo, Dad taught you to write your name, okay?"

"Hee-hee, hee-hee......" Luoluo finally came back to her senses, and she smiled vigorously at her father.

After a while, the little girl who had obviously become lively held up her little brush and said to her father in a milky voice: "Well, Luoluo, Luoluo, Luoluo......"

These words seem to be a bit incoherent, but Luoluo's actual meaning is actually to say that she knows her name, that is, her name is Luoluo!

"That's right, Dad will teach you to write this 'fall' word today!" Yang Yan just wanted to write a word for Luoluo to imitate and write, he smiled, and under the gaze of his daughter, he moved the pen with his wrist and wrote a big "fall" word on the paper like a dragon and a snake!

Although this word is written chicly, the font is still relatively neat in italics, and every stroke is written quite well.

Can Luoluo really imitate and write this word?

Of course, Yang Yan didn't have such blind confidence, he just threw the word to Luoluo to ponder, then picked up a stack of couplets with a smile and walked to the door of the hall.

Dad was busy, Luoluo took his eyes back from his dad in a daze, and continued to look at the "big characters" written by his father!

This word, Luoluo can't understand it.

However, Dad said it was Luoluo's name!

As soon as the little girl turned her head, she forgot what her father told her to do, and after studying the word "fall" with interest for a while, she once again picked up her little brush and drew it up excitedly.

One stroke turned three points of water into four points of water, one stroke turned the grass prefix into a Sichuan character plus a horizontal, and then drew a few strokes, and the word "fall" written by Dad was gone, leaving only a messy black line!

"Hee-huh......" Luoluo raised his little hand, looked at his "masterpiece", and smiled with his small mouth very satisfied.

......

Yang Yan was so busy at home that he didn't bother to take his mobile phone out to take a look, he didn't know, Xia Yu was a little bored at home, so bored that he sent him several WeChat messages.

Don't think about it, Mayor Xia Xiangyang's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner can't be eaten with his family, he is the same as before, he is going to attend the gala in the city!

It is worth mentioning that this year's local Spring Festival Gala in Hecheng will be jointly held with Luozhou City next door, and the first will be performed in the newly built sports center in Hecheng, and it is said that they have selected a program, and they are also ready to connect with CCTV's Spring Festival Gala as a picture of the local program to broadcast it!

Therefore, Xia Xiangyang must attend the party and even give a speech!

In the past, Wu Xiangqin also attended as the mayor's wife, but this year, Xia Yu went home for the New Year, and Xia Yu didn't like such an occasion, so Wu Xiangqin stayed at home to accompany her daughter and cook for her.

"Our family's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner this year is relatively simple, and my mother said that she was not going to buy chicken, so she would make dumplings and have a northern Spring Festival!" Xia Yu told Yang Yan in WeChat.

This is not difficult to understand, after all, Wu Xiangqin was originally from Beijing and belonged to the category of northerners, and eating dumplings during the New Year was originally their custom, this year, she wanted to take Xia Yu to experience the way of celebrating the New Year in the north.

Of course, this is also out of consideration for not being extravagant!

She and Xia Yu are at home, and they can't eat a chicken at all, not to mention the customs of Hecheng and many other dishes.

"I really want to see your house, your house should be a lot more lively!" After Xia Yu sent WeChat, he sat on the sofa, holding his cheeks, and waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Yang Yan's reply.

"Maybe I'm busy...... Xia Yu was a little disappointed, but she didn't complain about Yang Yan, and thought of a reason for him, "Now it's time to be busy cooking Chinese New Year's Eve food." ”

After Xia Yu put down her mobile phone, she simply picked up the book again, picked up the pen and scratch paper, and started her line test questions.

Wu Xiangqin dipped her fingers in flour and walked over with a smile on her face, ready to ask her daughter to go to the kitchen to make dumplings together.

After Xia Yu put down her mobile phone, she simply picked up the book again, picked up the pen and scratch paper, and started her line test questions.

Wu Xiangqin dipped her fingers in flour and walked over with a smile on her face, ready to ask her daughter to go to the kitchen to make dumplings together.