One by one, he likes the things that are new to him.

I like grandpa's glasses, grandma's pendant, and Aunt Yun's rolling pin......

I like Dad's notebook, the curtains in Mom's room, and the small basin that the turtle uses when he eats one by one... Da...

Sometimes when Dad goes to the bathroom and comes back, he will find that his son has made a mess of his desktop, and when he sees him come back, he smiles at him triumphantly; Sometimes one by one will hide behind the curtains, wrap themselves up like silkworm babies, and show a little face to smile at their mother; As for the small pot of the turtle one by one, Ye Qinghe could only be glad that he did not compete with it for food, but just moved the small pot out at the meal, and if he wanted to eat here, he still had a bright face... Rice plant...

How much does he love to laugh?

This is really not like a mother, and the absolute smile is invincible, no matter who it is, as long as you see his smiling face, you will inevitably fall into his eyes that shine when he laughs, no matter how angry he is, he can't get angry.

Jiang Yuwan said that when he grows up, he will inevitably be an all-rounder in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, because he shows a strong interest in these aspects.

Is it?

Qin: Occasionally, when I saw my father's erhu on hold, he crawled to reach it with all his might, but he didn't know that his height couldn't reach the three combined? At the behest of his father, he finally got his hands on it, but, after thinking hard about its use, he turned it into a hammer and struck it the ground......

Yiyi's father has become accustomed to his son's destructive ability, and he is by no means sorry for this stinky son's bad practice, but he feels sorry for his bad practice. Son, what about the legendary musical talent? He also personally went into battle during the prenatal education period, and played the erhu every now and then......

Immediately, he snatched the erhu from his son's hand, brewed love, and played a song for his son that must be played during prenatal education, one by one or two eyes flickered, and he could laugh and laugh, but when the erhu fell into his hands again, it turned into a big hammer......

One by one, my father was disappointed, lost, and complained to Ye Qinghe.

However, later, Yiyi still proved that in his childhood, he was far more interested in hammering around than sitting and practicing the piano......

Chess: Xiao Yipeng and Xiao Yiting will play chess, whether it is Go or chess, they can accompany Xiao Chengxing to come to so many games, of course, Xiao Yipeng's chess skills are better than his younger brother, so every time Xiao Yipeng comes back, he must accompany his father to play a few games, but he must strictly guard against the little devil on the chessboard, a little careless, the whole chess game was destroyed by him, and, on the contrary, as long as the grandfather and uncle play chess, he must play on the side, crying and making trouble to come back after taking away.

Is it true that you are particularly interested in chess? Yiyi's father is still very happy, at least it is a legitimate hobby, much better than using the erhu as a hammer, so he simply set up a chess game on the ground based on his height to see how he wants to play? But I saw him grinning and dragging the chessboard to the bathroom, and then, painstakingly pouring all the chess pieces into the basin, playing with a lot of fun, splashing water, he was still giggling there, and finally, he fell into the basin and was soaked......

Xiao Yiting looked at this scene, and he didn't even have the strength to stop it, only two words: disappointed. Two more words: powerless......

About calligraphy and painting: Xiao Yiting really believes that his stinky son has this hobby. Isn't it? As soon as the little hand can grasp something, he will scribble with the pen horizontally, and talk to him while drawing, telling him, what is he drawing? Please, he couldn't understand the meaning of this masterpiece......

Later, he covered the floor with paper for him to paint, but he was not so enthusiastic and became interested in his grandfather's study......

So, the grandfather was very happy, and he wanted to edify his baby grandson from an early age, and every time he practiced calligraphy and painting, he let him draw together on the ground on the side.

Xiao Yiyi can already call grandpa, and constantly "grandpa grandpa" sings these words into songs, while painting abstract paintings that only he can understand, and grandparents and grandchildren are indescribably comfortable.

Suddenly a phone call came, and Grandpa went out to answer the phone.

Come back, the world will be different......

Yiyi was already lying on the table, dancing with several pens in his hands, leaving his ink treasure on his grandfather's work, and smiled happily at his grandfather, as if to say: Grandpa, do you think I'm good?

Grandpa's homework was messed up is not the point, the point is that the ink on the table has been knocked over, Yiyi's hands are full of black faces, and the clothes on his body are even more ink, and our Yiyi students don't feel that they have done anything wrong at all, and happily show off the work they have helped grandpa complete.

Xiao Chengxing, who has always been short-tempered with Xiao Yiting, did not laugh angrily at his grandson's behavior, took him to clean, and spread his grandson's "great achievements" by the way, Ye Qinghe stared at Yiyi's clothes and wanted to cry, Xiao Yiting wanted to hit someone again, and Yiyi, always laughing, seeing his father, his little arm was stretched out, and he quickly gave his father a bear hug.

Xiao Yiting wanted to avoid it in disgust, but it was obvious that one by one