"Haven't you ever played with the house?" Yang Yan reached out and rubbed his curious baby's little head, and asked with a smile, his eyes full of love was about to overflow.

"Hee-hee!" the little girl squinted innocently, tilting her little head, her eyes as if they were covered by her father's big hand, and then laughed happily, forgetting to respond to her father's question.

Adhesive tape, needlework and thread were packed up on the bookshelf by Yang Yan, and he took down a small iron box in the top compartment of the bookshelf, and after opening it, he took out the adhesive tape inside.

"The glue is gone, the last time I glued the curtain on the cage, it seems to have run out!" Yang Yan thought secretly, "Try it with adhesive tape first, and then buy 502 later." ”

Luoluo was very interested in what her father was doing, she followed behind her father, watched her father put the little tin box back, and then she followed her father back to the dinner table.

Yang Yan couldn't ignore the little girl dangling in front of him, he knew Luoluo's thoughts, so he simply moved her baby dining chair and placed it next to his chair.

I saw Yang Yan bend down and pick up Luoluo, swaying gently, so that her two little feet wearing slippers could be aimed at the mouth of the baby high chair, just like hanging a long noodle into his mouth when eating longevity noodles, he also stuffed the little guy into the baby high chair in this way.

Luoluo can finally see what her father is doing, she opened her big eyes and looked at the big and small tools on the dinner table with great attention, of course, the most attractive thing to her is the assembled small racing car, especially with a fat little mouse on it, which looks handsome and silly, very interesting!

"Baba, fried, hey, what is Jie?" Yang Yan had just sat down, and the little girl's immature voice sounded in her ears, and she finally asked!

"This is a remote-controlled car!" Yang Yan replied with a slight smile with his daughter.

"Bite, bite...... "The little girl didn't know if she understood, and while repeating her father's words, she couldn't take her eyes off the little racing car that her father had pinched together with the mouse.

"That's right, it's the remote control... Steam... "Luoluo is in the babbling stage, whether it is consciously learning or unconsciously repeating, Yang Yan is very patient to repeat several times, or read word by word, so that she can learn more accurately.

After repeating, he smiled and continued to explain what he had made: "But ah, Dad is not simply making a remote control car, you see, is there a mouse here?"

Dad's question was a bit out of line, Luoluo listened, her eyes were a little dazed, but she looked at the mouse that her father pointed at, and then looked at Dad's smiling face, and she could still subconsciously nod with Dad.

What is a mouse?

Where does Luoluo know, but what Dad said should be right!

Yang Yan didn't expect Luoluo to give him a positive response, but now that he saw it, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but as if he was encouraged, he said more energetically to Luoluo: "Dad is going to put the mouse on this racing car, you see, ......"

While using the adhesive tape he just brought, he wrapped the mouse around and glued it to the top of the car, tying it up horizontally and vertically, and explained to Luoluo why he did this: "We have to fix it on the left and right, front and back, so that the mouse will not fall off the top when the car starts......"

Well, what Dad said, Luoluo didn't understand it at all.

But this does not prevent Luoluo from feeling that her father is very powerful, she holds the little monkey doll with one hand, presses on the small table with one hand, and leans forward with her small body, which is called a concentration!

The little girl still had a little confusion in her eyes, but looking at her father's "flexible" winding tape, she raised her head from time to time, looked at her father's serious face, and the look of worship flashed in her bright eyes.

In fact, what Yang Yan is doing now doesn't have any technical content, but she doesn't understand it, and her worship of her father is a little blind.

After pasting the mouse, Yang Yan also removed their batteries from the TV remote control, alarm clock, and the clock in the study to see if the motor of the small racing car could drive the mouse to run with the body, and temporarily installed them on the racing car and the remote control.

No way, there is no spare No. 5 battery at home.

"If it's easy to use, I guess I'll have to modify it later, and replace it with a rechargeable lithium battery to power it!" Yang Yan finally had a plan with relatively high technical content.

After Yang Yan was done, he put the small car on the ground, then shook the remote control in his hand, and said with a smile to Luoluo: "Okay, we have to use this to control this car!"

The little girl had already turned around in the baby high chair and looked at the small car on the ground, until her father spoke to her, and she reluctantly raised her eyes and looked at the remote control in her father's hand.

What is this thing?

The little girl didn't even see her father fiddling with it just now, so naturally she didn't pay as much attention to it as she did when she watched the little car.

"Buzz...... "I only heard a subtle motor turning sound, followed by the sound ......of several wheels of the small racing car, Luoluo heard the prestige, and saw the small racing car start running, her round eyes suddenly opened wide.

It was as if she had seen a magical magic, and Luoluo seemed to have a hard time believing her eyes, and her little red face, which looked like a big apple, was also showing a look of surprise at the moment.

Her eyes followed the trajectory of the little car until it hit the base of the cat climbing frame in front of her and stopped, and the little girl couldn't wait to turn her little head.

"Well, Baba Pur covers the car (it's actually a remote-controlled car, she doesn't remember clearly, it's a wrong sound at this time......)" I only heard the little girl say excitedly, as if there was something novel to report to her father, but the vague and very hard-working expression in the back, even Yang Yan, didn't understand.

Of course, Yang Yan could guess that Luoluo was telling himself about the sudden running of the small car.

"Haha, that's right, you see Dad controlling it like this!" Yang Yan pulled over the chair and sat down next to the little girl, so that she could also see the operation in her hands.

Luoluo tilted her little head, watching her father pull the joystick on the black remote control, the "buzzing" motor sound sounded again, the little girl was refreshed, her flexible eyes turned around, and she saw that the little car that had just "hit the wall" began to reverse, and then ran up on the empty ground between the living room and the dining room.

Hey!

The clever little girl found the key to this "magic magic" this time.

She turned her gaze to her father again, watching closely at his father's fingers controlling the joystick, and blinking his eyes wide, thoughtfully.

That thing "made" it?

In fact, there is no need to guess, Yang Yan, who saw the little girl's doubts, also lifted the remote control slightly, and patiently told her again: "Look, the remote control car, this is our remote control, far away, you can make this car run." ”

Just when Yang Yan and Luoluo were talking about the remote control, Meow Xiaomi, who had been lying back on the carpet in the living room for some time, was finally attracted by this buzzing thing.

It looked up and looked a little warily at the little car that ran past it, and gradually its eyes fell on the mouse's cable, which was neither long nor short, but it was shaking up and down.

Is this a cat trick?