Originally, a group of children was very lively, and the appearance of Yang Yi pushed the atmosphere to a high tide!

"Xixi Dad!"

"Uncle Yang Yi!"

"Uncle Yang!"

"Uncle who can make good food!"

More than 20 children surrounded Yang Yi one after another, their black eyes were full of curiosity and expectation, and they were jumping up and down with joy, swaying the liveliness and energy that should be there at this age.

Of course, it's a little scary!

After Yang Yi sent Yun Yangfeng away, he rushed to find Xixi, he was a little anxious, and he didn't bring the prepared snacks and snacks to the children, so he was surrounded now, but his hands were empty, and he looked embarrassed.

But that's not what the little ones care about!

"Uncle Yang, I want to eat pig's feet too. Although the little bell Ding Ling's voice was small and a little shy, it seemed to stir up a thousand waves with one stone, and all the children nodded their heads one after another, and even Lu Weisha was eagerly looking forward to it.

Yesterday, that is, on Monday, Yang Yi specially bought an insulated lunch box and packed some pork knuckle ginger vinegar for Xixi to take to the kindergarten to share with his friends.

Because there are more, not only a few children who often play with Xixi tasted it, but also three little boys came over to rub a piece of meat to eat.

Not to mention anything else, the sweet and sour taste is definitely a child's favorite!

The news of this super delicious pig's feet spread among the children in the kindergarten class of Springfield, but most of the children could only listen to the descriptions of other children, and their saliva flowed.

No, I didn't have to eat at that time, so I could only live in one room, and Ding Ling, who smelled the smell and watched Lan Xin feast, only remembered this "important thing".

Here, the least anxious is Lan Xin.

The little chubby girl grinned, she leaned into Xixi's ear and whispered to Xixi: "Xixi, we don't tell them, I ate at your house, okay?"

After Lan Xin knew that Xixi's family had such delicious pig's feet, she left her father last night and came to Xixi's house to eat and drink, of course, this is also a daily routine.

Later, Boss Lan called Yang Yi to ask for recipes with a smile and complained that Fu Jun didn't tell him, so there was no need to elaborate on them.

Xixi felt that this was her and Lan Xin's little secret, and the little girl nodded with a smile.

Facing this scene, Yang Yi couldn't cry or laugh, how could he take care of these twenty little guys one by one?

"Ahem, I can't bring the pig's feet here, but at noon today, my uncle invites you to eat a delicious hot pot, okay?" Yang Yi turned his mind and said, "Then if you still want to eat pig's feet, uncle can tell your parents how to make this dish, and then if you want to eat it in the future, you can let your parents make it!"

I have to say that the children are still quite easy to be satisfied, I heard that there was a hot pot at noon, and they wanted to eat a big meal, and they forgot about the pig's feet one by one, and let go of Yang Yi with satisfaction, and looked for their next target of interest.

It's Ding Ling, maybe because she grew up in a single-parent family, there is only one father at home, and her father is still very busy with work, so the little girl is more insecure, she feels that Yang Yi is very kind, and stretches out her hand to ask Yang Yi to hold her.

Yang Yi didn't care, so he took Ding Ling's little hand and communicated with Teacher Mu: "How are the children learning?

This scene made Xixi, who was visiting with her friends in front of her, look back and see it inadvertently, and the little girl was suddenly a little surprised. If it was Lan Xin or Yang Luoqi, she wouldn't have much reaction, but Ding Ling and Xixi don't have a close relationship, just ordinary friends!

The little girl's mouth was deflated, and she thought with some grievance:

Baba doesn't hold me!

How can I hold other girls?

You can't lead any other girl!, except for Ma Ma...... And the younger brother...... My brother doesn't seem to be a girl?

No matter!

I saw Xixi let go of Yang Luoqi's hand, ran to her father's side with a stagger, pouted her little mouth, stretched out her hand to her father, and said, "Baba, I want you to hold me." ”

Yang Yi glanced down at his daughter, he didn't think too much, smiled slightly, took Xixi's little hand with his free right hand, and continued to communicate with Teacher Mu.

What the adults said, Xixi didn't care very much, she was led by her father, and she also grabbed one of her father's fingers, which was a little reassuring.

It seems that if Dad is going to be snatched away, he will hold Daddy's hand by himself, and Dad will not disappear!

The little girl looked at Ding Ling with some hostility, but Ding Ling didn't notice this, she was curiously looking left and right at the recording studio they had just been led to with the large army, there were many instruments and equipment in it, and the children were dazzled.

Of course, Xixi's careful thinking came and went quickly.

After Yang Yi let go of the hands of the two of them at the same time, Xixi did not deliberately stick to his father, but looked at his father with some admiration, and walked among all the children like the leader and the teacher, and talked to everyone.

"Children, Teacher Mu told Uncle Yang just now that you have all learned to sing "Song of the Pig", right?" Yang Yi clapped his hands and asked with a smile.

"I can sing!" said as if rushing to answer, one by one.

It's not just the little boys who are so active, the little girls haven't reached the age of being reserved, and they are shouting excitedly more than the little boys at this time!

They didn't just answer, like Chen Shiyun, an absolute activist who sang loudly in order to show himself: "Pig, you have two holes in your nose......"

It was as if a fire had been lit in the oil, and the children rushed to sing it.

Even Ding Ling, who was a little shy before, followed: "When you have a cold, you still have snot cow cow ......"

Although the lyrics of this song are different from each paragraph, because it is catchy and interesting, the little ones have memorized the first few paragraphs and can sing them casually. The latter paragraphs are not a problem either, as long as someone carries them, they can follow vaguely.

Yang Luoqi and Xixi, two little girls who love to dance, also twisted their little buttocks, and danced the simple little pig dance taught to them by the choreographer and Teacher Shen, giggling and laughing.

Mo Xiaojuan and Xiao Ai, who were accompanying them in the back, couldn't help but smile and shake their heads when they looked at the lively energy of these children and their funny appearance when they sang.

After they finished singing, Yang Yi beckoned everyone to applaud the little ones, and said with a smile: "Sing very well, after a while, Teacher Mu will group you, and everyone will sing the designated passage with the children in your group, okay? This is Teacher Jin, Teacher Jin will teach you how to sing better!"

Yang Yi also pulled Jin Yingming out, Jin Yingming looked at this group of little guys a little big, he has been a music producer for so many years, and he has not served so many children.

But the boss had an order, and he was able to participate in the recording of such an interesting song, Jin Yingming still stubbornly smiled and waved hello to the children.

"Hello Mr. Jin!" the children shouted one after another.

But it was no easy task to deal with so many children, and before they even started, they were excited and curious to explore the studio.

Although they had just met, Chen Shiyun dared to boldly point to the console and ask Jin Yingming: "Mr. Jin, what is this for?

There was also Wang Xijun, who remembered the previous question outside and Xixi's answer, so he ran to Jin Yingming, pulled Jin Yingming's sleeve, and asked, "Teacher Jin, are you the Uncle Jin that Xixi said? Do you know how to play that strange piano outside?"

That dulcimer, where does Wang Xijun remember the name?

This group of little guys was chattering, and it almost made Jin Yingming, who likes to listen to songs quietly, collapse.

Can this recording go well?