Yang Yan was lunging and squatting by the cabinet, wiping the cabinet door with a rag with his arm, and when he saw Luoluo coming over, there was still an eager expression on his cute little face, he couldn't help laughing, and asked softly, "What's wrong with Luoluo?"

Luoluo saw that his father was ignoring him, his mood became a little cheerful, and his voice became light and loud: "Dad!"

This cry is not the same as the "Baba" just now, it was glutinous before, like a weak coquettish, and this "Ba Dad", with a crisp cry of a little rising tone, sounds exceptionally sweet!

However, Luoluo didn't do the same today as before, he would just call his father repeatedly, and then he would still be silly there.

"Hee-huh!" the little girl smiled happily, and said in a crisp voice, "Daddy, daddy, fried, fried, what?"

What fried, fried, fried?

Luoluo asked her father what it was, but she sometimes had a curled tongue and a non-standard pronunciation.

"It's a rag! Dad is cleaning up, wiping the cabinet!" Yang Yan still replied patiently.

Luoluo looked at it curiously, as if she reacted after a while, she was filled with a joyful smile again, and stretched out her little hand to her father with anticipation: "Dad, give, give ......"

Yang Yan asked in surprise: "Do you want a rag too?" Luoluo, do you want to help your father work?"

Luoluo looked at his father, his big bright eyes blinked, and then he pouted, nodded lightly, and said, "...... Daddy, ......"

Yang Yan saw that the little girl looked full of interest, and he was reluctant to dampen her enthusiasm. I saw him stand up, dig out a piece of bamboo fiber cloth for washing dishes that he had not used before on the counter, and easily push the knife holder that might cause danger to the back of the counter.

With the height of the villain, it is obvious that he can't touch the high counter!

"Come, this is for you, do you want to help your father work? You can also learn from your father to wipe it like this!" Yang Yan smiled and handed the bamboo fiber dishcloth to Luoluo.

This dishcloth is already relatively small, but it still looks a little big in the small hands of the falling, as if it is a handkerchief that is one size bigger!

At first, before she could grasp it, the dishcloth slipped off her fingertips and fell to the floor in a fluttering manner - it was a freshly taken dry cloth, after all!

"Hmm......" The little girl looked down and saw that her "rag" had fallen on the floor alone.

Interestingly, she seemed to be a little unable to believe that it was the rag in her hand, and she actually raised her little head cutely and looked at her empty little hands.

Of course, although Luoluo found that her "little rag" had fallen off, her expression became a little anxious, but she didn't cry and went to her father for help.

In the past, Yang Yan deliberately cultivated her to complete her own things independently in daily life, but this education method finally reflected the effect, Luoluo did not rely on her father, and the first thing she thought of was to pick up the "little rag" by herself.

So, it can be seen that Luoluo is bending over, her little buttocks are raised high, and she finally reached out to the "little rag" on the ground and picked it up.

"It's a little dirty, dad will help you wash it!" Yang Yan waited for her daughter to pick up the "little rag" before she smiled and took it out of the little girl's hand and washed it under the faucet of the sink.

The floor of the kitchen is still a little dirty, after all, it has been burned by smoke all the year round, and the floor has become greasy, not to mention, Yang Yan has not dragged the floor of the kitchen - the process of sanitation is still a bit exquisite, if you wipe the floor first and then wipe the cabinets, then I am afraid that you will have to wipe it again in the end!

Luoluo was stunned, and looked at her father who turned her back tightly with big eyes, but before she could react, Yang Yan had already washed the dishcloth and handed it back to Luoluo's little hand.

The bamboo fiber dishcloth that has been touched by the water becomes softer, and it can be grasped more tightly.

Xia Yu was busy in the living room, not paying attention to the movement in the kitchen, until she heard Yang Yan's hearty laughter and his praise for Luoluo: "Hey, yes, yes, Luoluo can already help Dad!"

Curious, Xia Yu took the mop and walked over.

She saw that in the kitchen, Yang Yan was taking a lunge to wipe the cabinet, and Luoluo was also holding a small rag in her little hand, I don't know if she was trick-or-treating or really having fun, the little girl was always grinning happily, and then she excitedly grabbed the "little rag" with her two little hands and pushed it on the cabinet on the side - that was where Dad had already wiped!

"Hee-hee!" the little girl was still pushing the "little rag" while looking at her father and smiling.

I'm happy to be with my dad, and I'm so happy doing anything!

"Luoluo only knows how to help his father, and he didn't come over to help his mother!" At this time, Xia Yu's sour voice came from outside the kitchen.

Yang Yan turned his head amusedly, and just happened to see Xia Yu's envious, jealous and hateful eyes.

However, Luoluo turned a deaf ear, she was immersed in the game of playing "Little Rag", and what her mother said outside, the little girl couldn't care to listen to other voices!

"I can't ......help it," Yang Yan smiled, spread his hands and gestured to Xia Yu.

Who makes Luoluo like to stick to himself?

Luoluo wiped it clean, Yang Yan didn't care, he was in a good mood, because Luoluo had grown up a little more, and he knew that he had helped his father work!

Of course, it is also possible that the little girl likes to imitate what her father does, in her mind, her father is the most powerful person, and she wants to learn from her father to do magic tricks and do a lot of things!

......

Just when Yang Yan was busy cleaning up at home with Xia Yu, Gong Jianfang finally freed up half a day's working time - for the perennial takeaway delivery brother, half a day's time also represents a big loss!

I saw him sitting on the bed in the rented office with some apprehension, and carefully dialed Yang Yan's phone.

"Dut...... ......The voice on the phone rang many times, and finally hung up.

Did Brother Yang ignore himself? Gong Jianfang thought a little sadly.

After all, Yang Yan's current identity is completely different from his previous identity, he is a rich big boss, how can he take care of a takeaway brother like himself who only knows how to run errands?

But just when Gong Jianfang was secretly hurting himself, the mobile phone he was holding in his hand suddenly rang!

It's Brother Yang!

Gong Jianfang saw Yang Yan's name appear on the mobile phone screen, and immediately laughed happily, and hurriedly picked up the mobile phone to answer the call.

"I'm sorry! Xiao Gong, I was cleaning just now, and I didn't notice that my phone rang, and when I picked it up, it had already stopped by itself. Yang Yan's hearty laughter came from his phone.

Hanmen said

I coded too late last night.,I'm so sleepy now.,Good night everyone~(づ ̄ 3 ̄)づ