It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift. Moving from Xia Yu's original mansion, Yang Yan was still a little worried about Luoluo's reaction at first, the house suddenly became smaller and simpler, would she not be used to it?

But judging from the performance of the day, the little girl did not find that her environment had changed at all, she still played when she should play, ate when she should eat, smiled innocently with her father, and slept sweetly in her little bed.

At night, Luoluo was carried by his father and walked out, but he looked at the surrounding environment curiously, it seemed that because the house was no longer as brightly lit as before, it was just lit by a tube, and the living room and dining room were still a little different in light and shadow.

But Luoluo didn't cry because of this, and the little girl snuggled quietly in her father's arms, only her big eyes were turning curiously.

After the godmother Xia Yu went back, the little girl who had eaten her supplementary food at night would also wash her fragrance and go to sleep.

However, recently, before going to bed, there is a regular little program - she wants to listen to the stories that her father reads to her.

Yang Yan didn't know that his daughter would like this little show so much, he bought some picture books before and wanted to do some early education for his daughter, but after reading stories and reading picture books with her for the first time, the little girl was worried about it!

And it was very punctual, every time Yang Yan coaxed her to sleep, the little girl pointed to the shelf with books with her fingers, and gestured to her father "mmmmmm

But today, in a different place to live, Luoluo doesn't know where his father put his books......

After taking a bath, the little girl wrapped in a bath towel was carried back to the bedroom by her father, just put on the little crocodile pajamas, and Luoluo was picked up from the bed by her father, her two thin little arms hugged her father's neck, and her little head did turn around in confusion.

What about picture books?

Not only are the books gone, but also the shelves in the bedroom......

"Hey......" The little girl was a little anxious.

"Luoluo, what's wrong?" Yang Yan asked softly, reaching out and brushing the soft hair on Luoluo's head.

The little girl's hair is a little long, although it is still in the category of short hair, but compared with other bald children, the falling hair is still very long. In order to dry this warm, soft little hair quickly, Yang Yan combed her daughter with her hands.

"Hmm...... Uh-huh, dad, babble, na-na...... Dad, Dad......" Luoluo didn't know how to express his doubts in words, and was a little anxious to babble.

Fortunately, knowing her daughter is like her father, Yang Yan even guessed, and she figured out what her daughter meant.

"Do you want Dad to tell you a story?" Yang Yan smiled, "Okay, let's go and get the book." ”

Yang Yan hugged the little girl and came out of the bedroom, because the bedroom was not very big, when Yang Yan tidied up the house during the day today, he put all the toys and books in the living room, like a picture book, Yang Yan put them all on the shelves close to the window, and he placed them in a row vertically.

"What story are we watching today?" Yang Yan seemed to be discussing with Luoluo, but in fact he was muttering to himself.

Finally, he pulled out a book and said with a smile: "That's it!

Yang Yan held the picture book in one hand and Luoluo in the other, ready to go back to the bedroom to tell a story. Luoluo's two little hands hugged his father's neck, and his little head was near his father's shoulders, swaying with the frequency of his father's movements.

Still, over her father's shoulder, her big falling eyes looked curiously at the shelves where her favorite storybooks were kept, as if they wanted to remember their new place.

It wasn't until Dad carried her into the bedroom that the view was blocked by the wall and Luoluo withdrew his gaze.

Yang Yan sat on the bed, with his back against the wall, he picked up Luoluo and sat in front of him, with his back against him. Now the night in Yangcheng is still cool, and the temperature is not high, Yang Yan was afraid that Luoluo who had just taken a bath would catch a cold, so he pulled over a small quilt and covered Luoluo's short legs.

There is very little text on the picture book, basically one sentence on one page, but the paintings on it are very vivid and colorful, and they immediately attract the attention of the fallen.

"A long, long time ago, in a big forest, there was a group of small animals gathered around. Yang Yan lowered his head and told the story softly behind his falling little head.

Of course, many of the words in this are made up by Yang Yan, and there are too few words in the book.

"Luoluo, look, there are little peacocks, little swans, and little swallows......" Yang Yan raised his voice, pointed to the pattern on the picture book, and said to Luoluo in a brisk tone.

Luoluo turned her little head, looked back at her father, and after seeing her father's smiling eyes, she smiled "hee", turned her head, pressed her two little hands on the page, and continued to look at her father.

"They're competing to see who is the most beautiful in this forest!" Yang Yan pointed to the second page, "The little peacock stood up first, she said, I'm the most beautiful!"

This page is a little watery, and it is actually over with a little bit of content, Yang Yan had to turn the page, and each page is quite thick.

Luoluo didn't care, she pouted her little mouth, and her little hands followed her father's big hands, grasping the pages of the past book, as if she was also learning how to turn the pages.

"The little peacock opened her tail and opened the screen, wow, it's so beautiful, isn't it? Luoluo, you see her feathers, colorful, and eyes......" Yang Yan didn't care if Luoluo could understand it, anyway, he read it very hard in a subdued tone.

This story is not long, if it is summed up, it is a few small animals competing for beauty, one after another to show themselves, and then, a neutral animal came out to say justice, saying that the little swallow is actually the most beautiful......

"Why is the little swallow the most beautiful? Because ah, it helps the farmer to catch pests and protect our home, so it is the most beautiful. Sometimes, it's not that the appearance is good-looking, a person has made a lot of contributions to this society, and she is also worthy of our appreciation and praise......" At the end is a large paragraph of chicken soup-style summary, and Yang Yan still read it in a rambling manner.

It takes a lot of time to tell the whole story, because Yang Yan needs to wait for Luoluo to finish reading those pictures.

Regardless of whether Luoluo understood it or not, after reading so many pictures, the little girl's limited brain capacity was a little insufficient, and at the end of hearing it, the little girl was a little sleepy, not only leaning on her father's arms dependently, but blinking her big eyes a little sleepily.

"Okay, I'm done with today's story. Yang Yan smiled and gently put away the picture book, he didn't react when he saw Luoluo, and after the little girl was sleepy, she didn't grab the picture book she liked.

Yang Yan lowered his head lovingly, kissed Luo Luo's little head, and said softly: "Go to sleep, let's tell a new story tomorrow!"

When Yang Yan picked up Luoluo and was about to send her back to her crib, the little girl yawned, and then drooped her little head a little sluggishly, of course, she still hugged her father's neck very dependently, and her little face was hidden under her father's neck, because in this way, she had the safest harbor in the world!