MTL - House Dad’s Literary Life-Chapter 1212 I got a baby from my sister (3/3)

"What are you going to do?" Yang Lan thought he had misunderstood the description and asked in amazement as he drove the car.

"To play opera, that is, hey, we are at the grandfather's house, not at home, in a big, big place outside, that opera!" I tried to explain it to my father.

Lan Xin also explained to her: "She said that she can sing, dance, and then tell stories!"

Yang Lan understood, and smiled: "Hey, opera, the meaning of the opera, you want to play an opera? Who gave you the idea?"

"I think what I want, everyone doesn't know what to play! Then, hey, I tell you, everyone's strengths are different. I didn't know how to do it at first!" Dad invited me to work.

"Opera?" Lan Xin muttered and carefully thought about the name.

"It is a kind of drama that is performed with singing and music as the main body. It is a bit like the drama you used to play in the kindergarten, but it is sung." Yang Lan worried that Lan Xin had misunderstood, and then explained it with a smile, then Said, "Hey, this opera is not easy, how are you going to play?"

Although Yang Lan knows that the opera is too esoteric for them, it can't be played at all, but he didn't come up and vetoed this decision, but smiled and asked about his plan.

Sure enough, I still have my own ideas. The little girl said excitedly: "That is, we have to sing, I have talked with the squad leader and the teacher. We sang a very nice song, and then some children played snails. To dance, I want to tell them a good story, then Jiang Chen, they read it..."

The general meaning of Yang Lan understands, he can not help but smile a little, originally, they just want to play a "opera" that they understand!

Although a bit childish, and it sounds a bit too simple! However, the seven-year-old child already has so many whimsy and how about her?

You must know that you have been trained by Yang Lan as a normal child. He has never received any special elite education, nor has she let her see a lot of thought-out movies and books from a young age!

Yang Biao is already very pleased that she has not shown her strength and creativity, but she has shown her intelligence and creativity beyond her age!

Lan Xin’s words interrupted Yang’s gratification. She shouted: “I want to sing, but I haven’t learned yet, but I don’t like to play snails. The clothes are very hot!”

"Oh, yes! We want to sing the snail you taught me, that is, I have to climb up step by step, sing this!" He said excitedly to Dad.

I recently liked this song very much, because Yang Lan has not recorded audio yet, so when the little girl walks, she often wraps her father to take her to sing this song. Now, it is clear that the little girl also thought of this most recently familiar song!

Yang Xiao smiled and said: "Yes! When Dad arrives, you can go and see how you practice. Maybe you can also point out that you sing. Right, hey, that story, you have to think of a story for everyone to perform. ?"

At this moment, my mood was very pleasant, full of energy, and answered with a loud voice: "Yes, but, but can you teach me stories? You will tell the story!"

Yang Lan saw that it was very difficult to get rid of her own ideas, and she was very assertive. I was very happy. This is not the time when he told him how to organize it. ?

"Of course, this time, I will give you a little assistant!" Yang said with a smile. "What do you need to support, even though you open your mouth!"

He smiled and his eyes bent, and his mouth whispered sweetly, and then smiled happily.

Perhaps at the moment, the little girl’s heart feels that she has received the “praise” of her father, and her sense of accomplishment is overwhelming!

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In fact, although Yang Lan said that he let go of organizing this program, he still could not completely let go, even Yang Lan’s participation is still very high!

In addition to teaching himself to make a story, Yang Lan also helped to think of another song, so that the whole program does not seem too monotonous.

Obviously, to make the two songs seamlessly combined, and the classmates in their class, even Li Ruoxi do not know how to do it! This is also the participation of Yang Lan, to help mix and rewrite the songs of the two songs, and finally make the accompaniment!

In addition, Lanzhou Kay also blended his hand on the fart, and he waved his hand and took the uniforms of the class.

With the support of the two dads, their programs became perfect every day for the next month, and they also passed the selection, waiting for the final stage to perform in front of the parents. Now!

Of course, this is a follow-up.

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With my father's promise, I am satisfied with my homework.

However, today Murphy did not stare at Xiaoyan. The little guy couldn’t sit still in the living room. He just played the game of “One Two Three Wood Man”. The small short legs of the flesh went three steps forward and stopped. Come down and look around.

I don't know if I am sure my mother is not there or what? He opened his mouth and smiled, and ran to the place where his sister wrote his homework.

Because Yang Lan has not worn diapers for Xiao Xiao, the little guy's **** is not as old as the bulging sac. It seems to have shrunk a lot. However, from the back, he ran and became smaller. After the small buttocks twisted and twisted, it is still very touching!

Yongzheng seriously calculated a math problem on the draft paper. At this time, a shadow invaded her side, and the girl looked at it subconsciously.

Xiao Yan’s sparkling eyes caught her eyes, and the little guy just came over. His eyes were just enough to expose his eyes to his sister’s desk, so he struggled to grab the edge of the desk with two small hands.

Found by my sister?

It doesn't matter, Xiao Yan is not afraid of her sister, so gentle and considerate!

I saw the little guy and my sister looked at each other and smiled happily.

"You can't bother your sister to write homework!" He did not blame Xiaoyan, but just licked his head, just like a normal cat, smiled and said, I will play with you after I finish my homework."

Xiao Yan didn't seem to hear the same thing. He rubbed his feet and his eyes were bright. He looked at the beautiful new pencil bag that Dad had just bought for his sister on the desk.

"What do you want?" he asked curiously.

"I want this!" Xiao Yan tried to stretch out his hand and pointed to the pen in the pencil case. The milk said to her sister.

"That, this is for you, this is the best!" He was very generous to his younger brother. She deliberately picked the best-looking pen and handed it over. The buckle of the cap was also made into a cartoon pig. picture of.

Xiao Yan got her sister's pen, smiled with her sister with satisfaction, then ran away and did not continue to bother her sister.

When I saw the younger brother returning to the living room, she continued to write her homework.

In the evening, I remembered my own program in my heart and kept talking to my father. I naturally forgot that I had given a pen to me.