Lou Weisha's father is right when he says that a child's childhood should not only be accompanied by toys and televisions, but also some books where text and illustrations intersect. Yang Yi also wanted to cultivate Xixi's interest in reading, so after dinner tonight, Yang Yi took Xixi out to buy children's books.

Because Murphy was at home, Yang Yi couldn't rest assured, and he didn't take Xixi to the Haihong Children's Shopping Center in Binhai District, but chose a nearby shopping mall, which has the largest bookstore in Tingshan District, and naturally there will be a partition for children's books.

"Baba, can I come down and walk by myself?" Yang Yi picked up the little girl for a while, and she felt that it was not enough to go to the mall in her father's arms, so she struggled to come down.

"Then you can't run around, it's all adults here, and I'll knock you down if you're not careful. Yang Yi had no choice but to put Xixi down and told him. Watching her daughter grow up day by day, both good and bad, now she is no longer obsessed with her father's arms.

However, there doesn't seem to be anything bad, Xixi seems to be gradually becoming less skinny, after listening to her father's "scare", she really didn't run around, she also stuffed her little hand into her father's big hand.

"Baba, I want you to pull me. Xixi didn't know what she was happy about, she looked up and said to her father with a smile, and her sweet voice still carried a strong dependence on her father.

Yang Yi held Xixi's little hand with knitted gloves, looked at the little girl's beautiful smiling eyes, and suddenly became cheerful.

They came to the children's book section of the bookstore, where there were a dazzling array of books and colorful patterns on the covers, which immediately dazzled Xixi. The little girl looked left and right, and forgot to move her steps.

"Xixi, come and see, what is this?" Yang Yi saw some familiar faces in the bestseller area, smiled happily, raised his eyebrows with Xixi, and said.

The little girl was still in a state of extreme distraction, and she looked at other beautiful patterns, and swayed to her father's side.

This little confusion feels like it is unguarded, and I am afraid that whoever sees it can't help but want to take her away.

"Look at this, what is it?" Yang Yi smiled, took a fairy tale book from the shelf, and shook it towards Xixi.

"What is it?" Xixi looked at her father with big eyes and confusion.

"Look at this, do you recognize the words on it?" Yang Yi pointed to the title of the book and said to Xixi.

Xixi finally came back to her senses and concentrated on the cover, and immediately, the little girl raised her head in surprise, and her little hand with gloves pressed the word "Xixi" on it, and said to her father: "Baba, this is my name." ”

But soon, the little girl had self-doubts: "No, no, my name is Yang Xi." ”

"These two Xi characters!" Yang Yi said with a smile.

"It's my name too!" Xixi finally made a final judgment, and looked up at her father with some surprise, as if it was her turn to tell her about her discovery, "Baba, this is my name!"

"That's right, because this is the book that my father wrote for you, don't you look familiar with the picture on it?" Yang Yi said with a smile, pointing to the cartoon characters interspersed on the cover.

"This is Binocchio, this is Sid, this is the elephant, the hairy elephant......" At this moment, the little girl finally recognized it, and she said happily.

"That's right, this is the story that Dad told you, a collection of stories, this one is called "Xixi's Bedtime Story 2", and then there is "Xixi's Bedtime Story", the first one, and "Journey to the West" ......" Yang Yi picked up a few copies and said to Xixi.

"That's a lot of books!" the little girl looked at her father with a smile, she didn't understand the meaning of these things yet, but Xixi was still very happy.

Lou Weisha's father said that when he returned to Sweden on vacation, he would bring you storybooks from their country to read. Yang Yi said with a smile, "So let's also buy some storybooks written by my father and give them to Lu Weisha in a few days, okay?"

There is a problem, these story books sent by Yang Yi are all in Chinese. Lou Weisha and her father must not be able to read it, so they can only give it to each other as a cultural gift.

Of course, Yang Yi was inspired by the sale of the copyright of "Prison Break" abroad, and also translated his own works, the most important of which are the two copies of "Xixi's Bedtime Story", but the main purpose is to use it for those film and television manufacturers in the United States, so it has not been listed for sale for the time being.

It is also convenient to make a physical book, Yang Yi asked Lu Benjie to arrange it, and after these fairy tale books are on sale in the United States, he can also send two more copies to Lu Weisha, of course, this may have to wait for a long time.

But Yang Yi still tends to send Chinese books, after all, the other party is also sending books in other people's native languages, and he has to be a little culturally confident. If Lou Weisha can't understand it, she can also learn some Chinese slowly!

"Okay, is this a gift?" Xixi didn't think about it so much, the little girl smiled happily, and asked a question.

"Yes, Lou Visha's dad gave us gifts, and we're going to give them some in return. Yang Yi and Xixi smiled slightly and said.

Losing a few books in the shopping basket, Yang Yi still got down to business, looking for children's books that he or Murphy could read with Xixi before going to bed at night.

However, after flipping through the best-selling bookcase, Yang Yi frowned slightly.

The books here are not very suitable for Xi Xi to read, not that the story is how, Yang Yi has not carefully read the content of the story, but they are all similar to the stories he wrote, and they tend to use words to narrate.

The dense lead printing small characters and gorgeous words are obviously not a book that Xi Xi can understand at his age. If you really want to see it, you have to wait at least until Xixi is eight or nine years old and more literate.

After turning around a few counters, Yang Yi finally found a counter, and the books on it were like comics, with more illustrations. What's more interesting is that there are also many children who come to the mall with their parents to read books with relish.

There are big and small, the youngest is six or seven years old, the appearance of primary school students, and the big ones are in their early tens, holding a villain book one by one, or standing in front of the bookcase, or sitting cross-legged on the ground, or sitting on the edge of the bookcase with half of their buttocks, watching very devotedly, Yang Yi walked past them with Xixi, they didn't raise their heads, as if they didn't realize it.

Xixi looked at these little brothers and sisters curiously, with a hint of yearning in her eyes, I don't know if she thinks reading books is very interesting, or simply a herd mentality, but this atmosphere really makes the little girl have a desire to read like them.

However, compared to other bookcases, this bookcase is a little crowded in front, and the little girl carefully follows behind her father, following in the same direction, and is afraid of accidentally stepping on others.

"Which ones do you want to see?" Yang Yi put the shopping basket on a high place, found two books at random and flipped them up, and asked Xixi casually.

In this environment, Xixi couldn't help but stick to her father, and after hearing her father's question, she raised her little head and looked at her father with some confusion in her eyes.

"I don't know...... the little girl whispered.

is so quiet, she is also afraid of disturbing those little brothers and sisters who read books seriously, it seems that reading is really a very sacred thing.