Chapter 491 Yang Cheng Chapter - The Cultivation of the National Husband (18)
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"Can you listen to people now?" Yang Fan looked at his son and asked.
Yang Yixing's clear eyes looked at him, and he nodded very face-savingly.
"Do you like little oranges?" Yangfan.
Yang Yixing nodded.
"Do you want Xiao Cheng to be your daughter-in-law in the future?" Yangfan.
Yang Yixing then nodded.
Yang Fan held back a smile: "Then you have to be good to Xiao Cheng, don't make her angry, don't make her sad, you suddenly disappeared today, Xiao Cheng's eyes are swollen from crying, are you doing the right thing?" ”
Yang Yixing shook his head, and his eyes were red.
"If Xiao Cheng makes other friends, if that friend treats him well, you will be better than him to Xiao Cheng, if you are the best and best person to Xiao Cheng, instead of running away when you see Xiao Cheng making new friends, escaping is not the behavior of a manly husband." Yang Fan said earnestly.
Yang Yixing nodded again and touched the tip of his red nose.
"If you know, don't lose your temper in the future, if you don't do well, Xiaocheng won't like you and won't play with you." Yang Fan looked at his son's expression, and knew that this kid understood and listened.
Sure enough, Xiao Orange is the medicine to cure this kid!
The father and son talked again, and Yang Fan let him go to sleep.
It's only two minutes of effort, and Yang Yixing's hair is still dripping with water!
When he arrived at the bedroom, Yan Xiaocheng was blowing wind on the bamboo mat to the fan.
"Ah Xing, the one on TV is the kind of thing that can blow cold wind when hung on the wall, why doesn't Uncle Yang buy it!" Yan Xiaocheng stuck out his tongue at the electric fan hotly.
Yang Yixing thought about it for a while, originally there was something at home, but after coming here, there was no more.
"Ah Xing, come up quickly, I'll tell you a story." Yan Xiaocheng looked at him excitedly, jumped up and pulled him to bed.
Yang Yixing's bed is not the kind of child's bed, but the adult's double bed, which is very big and big, and it is no problem to sleep a couple.
When two children are in a big bed, the bed is small.
Most of the stories that Yan Xiaocheng can tell are detective stories, and they are all told to her by Yan Wende.
As they spoke, the two fell asleep.
Yang Fan quietly pushed open the door, looked at the two children who were asleep, walked in and turned off the fan, and turned off the light in the room.
In the middle of the night, Yan Xiaocheng suddenly woke up and sat up all of a sudden.
Yang Yixing was also awakened, and opened his dark eyes to look at her.
To the left of the bed was a large window, and at the moment the moonlight was shining brightly into the room, and also on the two of them.
Yan Xiaocheng lowered her head and didn't speak, and paused for a long time before whispering: "Ah Xing, I wet the bed." ”
Yang Yixing sat up calmly and looked at her.
Yan Xiaocheng panicked, her voice was very low, and she changed her tone: "Ah Xing, don't tell Uncle Yang, I didn't mean to." ”
She's never wetted a bed before, how did she wet the bed today.
Yan Xiaocheng is about to cry, what should I do now? Uncle Yang will definitely not like her if he finds out, and no one will like a child who wets the bed.
Yang Yixing didn't speak, Yan Xiaocheng was even more panicked, and she liked to be ruthless when she panicked: "Yang Yixing, if you dare to say that it's my bed, I won't play with you again in the future." ”
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a pair of small hands fall on the top of her head, and gently patted her twice, as if to comfort her.
Yan Xiaocheng's eyes lit up: "Ah Xing." ”
Yang Yixing pulled her to his side, went down and brought a paper towel to wipe off the wet water stains on the bamboo mat, and then slept on it casually.
Yan Xiaocheng looked at his actions, and suddenly felt like crying, Ah Xing is really handsome and handsome, she will always be the best with him in the future.
The next morning, Yan Xiaocheng jumped up and pulled Yang Yixing, and when he saw the urine ring under him, his face quietly turned red.
Yang Yixing looked at her, his face was gentle, and his eyes were full of warm comfort.
Yan Xiaocheng was justified when she landed, and if Uncle Yang found out, she would say that Ah Xing urinated.
Yang Fan has a spare toothbrush at home, and Yan Xiaocheng doesn't have to go home to wash.
Both children stood on the bench, two small black heads colliding against each other and brushing their teeth at the sink.
You touch me, I'll push you, and I'll never get tired of it.
The joyful laughter of the two could be faintly heard.
Yang Fan, who was making breakfast in the kitchen, hooked his lips and smiled with satisfaction.
When he went to the kindergarten on this day, Ouyang Yu took a carton of milk for Yan Xiaocheng, which was the kind of boxed milk, which was a fresh thing at that time.
At that time, the milk I drank was basically delivered by the dairy farms in the town, and it was delivered in the morning.
"Thank you!" Yan Xiaocheng smiled with crooked eyebrows.
Ouyang Yu is the third friend who is good to her in addition to Junze and Yang Yixing, and she has decided to be good friends with him in the future.
Ouyang Yu's face blushed slightly, and his eyes blocked by glass lenses sparkled: "You taste it, it's delicious, my father brought it when he went to the city." ”
Yang Yixing, who was sitting on the side, flashed with light under his eyes.
"It's delicious." Yan Xiaocheng inserted it into the straw and took a sip, nodding with a smile.
In fact, it doesn't taste good at all, it's not as good as the milk she and Ah Xing drink every day.
She and Ah Xing have to drink milk in the morning and evening, and Uncle Yang said that they need to drink milk when they grow their bodies.
"Then I'll bring it to you tomorrow." Ouyang Yu smiled contentedly.
"No need, I also have milk at home, I drink milk every day with Ah Xing, my Uncle Yang said, just drink two cups a day, and if you drink too much, you won't be tall." Yan Xiaocheng was embarrassed to refuse directly, and turned a corner.
Resisting the urge to vomit and drank a carton of milk, Yan Xiaocheng quietly attached to Yang Yixing's ear: "Ah Xing, this milk is unpalatable, my favorite food is popsicles, I don't like to drink milk." ”
After class, Yan Xiaocheng went to the bathroom with Shu Jie, and when she came back, she saw Yang Yixing holding two popsicles in her hands and handed them to her.
Yan Xiaocheng was immediately happy, took both of them, and thought that Ouyang Yu gave her a carton of milk today, and she wanted to return it, so she gave him a popsicle.
Ouyang Yu was happy.
Yang Yixing's little face turned cold.
Yan Xiaocheng opened the popsicle heartlessly, took a bite of it himself, and then sent it to Yang Yixing's mouth: "Ah Xing, let's eat one." ”
The cold color on Yang Yixing's little face disappeared all of a sudden, and he opened his mouth to bite a small popsicle, and then heard Yan Xiaocheng say: "My dad said that if someone else gives me something to eat, when I have it, I have to return it to others, and I can't take advantage of others." ”
The corners of Yang Yixing's mouth suddenly hooked up a smile, he is not someone else, right?
A popsicle, Yan Xiaocheng can eat it all in two minutes, saying that it is eaten separately with Yang Yixing, but in fact, every time Yang Yixing takes a small bite, it all goes into her own stomach. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.