"Look, your dad is back! Luoluo, the dad you want is back!"

Yang Yan just knocked on the door of the courtyard, and walked in with a smile with her eldest brother He Xiaowen, and the sister-in-law screamed happily.

After seeing her father, the little girl's little emotions that were about to explode seemed to have stepped on the brakes, and her slightly open little mouth also stopped, and her cute little face looked at her father like a divine soldier descending from the sky.

"Your daughter, no one wants, you want your father, call your father as soon as you wake up, I don't want to hug her, tell her to come out to find my father, she reluctantly let me pick it up. The sister-in-law hugged Luoluo over to Yang Yan, and reported the situation to Yang Yan in a chattering voice, "You see that she is about to cry, but fortunately you stepped on it and came back." ”

In fact, Yang Yan and Xia Yu's father didn't talk for a long time, and there was a car to take him back later, so when he came back, Luoluo had just woken up, and the little grievances that were added to the anger when he got up were still held in the reddish little eyes, and he didn't have a chance to vent it.

"It's okay, Daddy is back. Yang Yan smiled and gently kissed Luo Luo's little head.

Little one, you don't even know what your dad just went through!

Almost, you and Dad have to change our names!

However, your grandfather, the person you will call his grandfather in the future is not bad, not a very fierce person, but his temper is a little hot, and Dad will definitely try to keep his mother!

Yang Yan secretly sighed in his heart, but the little girl in front of him deflated her little mouth, her red and soft lower lip pursed, and the tears in her eyes just now began to roll again, as if her father's kiss had become a fuse just now.

"Why are you still crying?" Yang Yan couldn't cry or laugh a little, and hurriedly tightened her arms so that Luoluo could be close to her arms, and pressed her little head on her chest, and coaxed softly, "Isn't Dad here?

In fact, the little girl didn't cry, she just dropped a few drops of golden beans that had been hanging in her eyes just now, in her father's familiar arms, the little girl gradually calmed down, and the qi when she got up faded like a tide.

Yang Yan could hear her sobbing stop, and her breathing became soothing.

After a while, the little girl who was still buried in her father's arms just now couldn't help herself, she turned her little head, and her big watery eyes were revealed from her father's arms, and she looked to the other side in a daze.

The little girl's energy is slowly recovering, and when she regains her usual liveliness, she may not want to stay in her father's arms, and want to come down and explore the world that seems to her to be very new!

Wang Jianjun and He Xiaoshi went back to their village for the New Year, and the two brothers Wang Zihao and Wang Zihan were also taken back, but although they were noisy and noisy when they were at home, it was not annoying, but now these two pistachios are missing, and the house seems to have become too quiet, and there is a little less atmosphere for the New Year.

After all, the eldest brother He Xiaowen's daughter He Guantong is already in high school, and she is no longer the crazy girl who followed Yang Yan's ass when she was six or seven years old and told him to set off firecrackers and chatter!

However, He Guantong is also very interested in Luoluo!

When the little girl just got out of her father's arms and wanted to walk on the ground by herself, He Guantong walked over, squatted down beside Luoluo, held her knees with one hand, and took Luoluo's little hand affectionately with the other, and said softly: "Luoluo, my father is writing couplets, do you want to go and have a look with me?"

What the?

Luoluo didn't understand, just winked her big eyes innocently.

"Let's go, my sister will take you to see my dad write big characters!" He Guantong jumped up from the ground, laughed in a lively voice, she took Luoluo's little hand, and made a gesture in front of her to leave.

Now that she doesn't have the gas to get up, Luoluo doesn't exclude playing with other familiar people, not to mention, at noon, her sister He Guantong also hugged her!

However, Luoluo hadn't completely let go of her dependence on her father, only to see her being pulled forward by her sister, and she turned her little head hard and stretched out her other little hand to her father behind her: "Well, Dad......"

Yang Yan heard the voice that was not very eager, and what her daughter wanted to express was not resistance, but wanted her father to follow her.

He smiled, walked behind, and bent down slightly, holding Luoluo's raised little hand.

At this moment, Luoluo turned her head with peace of mind and followed her sister forward, the little girl stepped on her small steps vigorously, as if she wanted to keep up with her sister's steps, and at the same time she grinned a little excitedly, and let out a faint laugh: "Hee-huh......"

Look at her like this, as if she is following her sister in the right steps, I don't know how proud she is!

He Xiaowen wrote couplets on the dining table in the courtyard, this posture was very grand, a layer of old newspapers was spread on the dining table, and a thick stack of cut strips of red paper was placed next to it, and in the middle was a hanging pen holder, hard pen, soft pen, and pen, long front, center, short front, just like a weapon rack, everything!

The ink is not so exquisite, a large sea bowl, which contains very black ink, He Xiaowen also stretched out his pen into it, dipped it and wrote.

But when he wrote, his attitude was very upright, he was calm and powerful! Not to mention Luoluo, who was hugged by his sister and stood on a chair, Yang Yan next to him took a few looks, and he was also fascinated.

Their couplets have already been pasted, and what He Xiaowen is writing now is a couplet for the neighbors, when the old man was there, the neighbors in the neighborhood came to ask for words every Spring Festival.

After all, He Guoxing is a very famous calligrapher in the county!

After the old man died, He Xiaowen took over his father's "job" and continued to write couplets to them.

Although He Xiaowen's words can't be compared with his father's, in the eyes of ordinary people, there doesn't seem to be much difference, and they also line up every year to receive couplets, and the house was lively at that time, as if the old man had never left.

Of course, it is not yet time to receive the couplet, and He Xiaowen is still writing.

The little man was too short to see when she stood on the ground, and after being held by her sister and standing on the chair, she could only look at her uncle who was struggling along the plane of the table.

Although I couldn't see what Uncle was writing, the little girl was fascinated by the uncle's focused expression and his arm holding the pen and waving a rhythm.

I saw her two small hands grasping the edge of the table, as if trying to get closer, Luoluo also borrowed the support of her sister's arm, her body was sideways, and her little buttocks arched.

He Guantong was protecting her sister, her two hands were wrapped around her little belly, and her arms were still supporting her small chest obliquely, this posture was also very hard, and after a while, He Guantong screamed: "Oh, sister, don't do this, it's dangerous!"

Hearing her sister's scream, although Luoluo didn't understand, she still subconsciously turned her head.

The little girl's big bright eyes and her sister's smiling eyes looked at each other for a while, and soon, she also opened her little mouth and smiled sweetly with her sister: "Hehe!"

Whether my sister is good to her or not, Luoluo still knows it in her heart!

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