"Tell the old things, and the old things..." Luo Luo did not continue to make trouble. She just squatted down, kicked hard, jumped out of the inside of the bed, and then fell into the arms that Dad stretched out. She still had curved eyes and looked at Dad and smiled, "Gee, Gee!"

Yang Yan smiled, not blamed Luo Luo for kicking the bed, preventing the little girl from venting her extra energy. He saw him sit on the bed with his legs closed, leaning against the head of the bed, and flipping through the book, while saying softly: "What story are we telling today?"

Luo Luo quickly got up. She was not sleepy yet and stayed in her father's arms for a while. The little girl leaned against her father's shoulder with a sense of dependence, and her soft belly pressed against her father's shoulder for support. Then she looked at the picture book in her father's hand, blinked her big eyes, and also listened to her father's words softly, "Talk, what are you reading about the sunny book?"

"We have seen this story. Let's tell a story about a little pig looking for a job today!" Yang Yan opened the first page of this independent story.

"Little Pig?" Luo Luo was leaning against her father and twisting, as if she couldn't calm down for a second, but her father started telling stories. She became interested. In order to see the pictures in the book on her father's hand, the frequency of her little butt twisting gradually decreased, and finally stopped.

"A long time ago, there was a little pig." Yang Yan said in a sentence pattern that is commonly used to tell stories, and in a more affectionate and infectious voice, "There is a large yard in his home. After being reclaimed by the little pig, it became a large vegetable garden, and the little pig would grow vegetables in it..."

Hearing this, Luoluo suddenly became excited. She grabbed her father's arm with her little hands, her eyes were bright, and she said to her father happily: "Hey, ah, there is, there is also a waipo!"

"What's wrong with grandma? What's the matter with grandma?" Yang Yan was not as quick as his daughter. He thought Luo Luo said that grandma also raises pigs, but where does mother-in-law have pigs at home? There is only pork! He asked in confusion.

"Wai Po, just vegetarian, so much vegetarian food!" The little girl organized a while to speak successfully before she could finish her words. "Mom, so many vegetarian food!"

Yang Yan finally understood that Luo Luo refers to the vegetable garden of his father-in-law. His mother-in-law would remove weeds every day, and Xia Yu would go down to help. Luo Luo observed it very carefully and remembered it all!

"That's right, grandma also has such a vegetable garden, just like a pig! Luo Luo knows it, it's so amazing!" Yang Yan smiled, "The piglet grows vegetables very well. It goes to the vegetable garden every day to weed and catch insects, so the vegetables it grows very well and tastes delicious!"

In fact, there is not so much information in the picture book, one or two lines of words are short on a page. However, when Yang Yan tells Luoluo a story, he will expand it himself and transform the pictures in the picture into content with a certain plot.

Luoluo may have been influenced by her father. When she listened to her father's story, she would also motivate her little head and make some associations in a vain. Now, she happily shook her father's arm and asked in a slight voice: "Well, wai Po, don't you, mom, I'm still grabbing Luoluo, and catching cattle! Little pig, pig, are you grabbing cattle?"

Yang Yan was interrupted again, but not only did he not become unhappy, but he also liked to interact with the little guy like this. He laughed and nodded and said, "Haha, of course, snails are also pests that can eat vegetables, so they want to catch snails!"

"Hehe!" Luo Luo didn't know if she thought she had provided help to Xiaozhu. After getting her father's approval, she smiled at her father with satisfaction, sat down, snuggled into her father's arms, and continued to read with enthusiasm.

However, Xiaozhu is not a positive character in this story, although he is the protagonist.

"... Later, the pig didn't want to grow vegetables anymore. It felt that growing vegetables was very hard and had to water them every day to remove insects. It took a long time to eat them. Why not do some simple and easy things?" Yang Yan paused and glanced at Luo Luo.

The little girl was staring at the picture book in her father's hand, and her little mouth was pursed into a thin line. At this moment, she seemed to have no idea of ​​interaction.

"Little Pig, go find something else to do." Yang Yan turned a page of the book and then told Luo Luo the story on the next page. "In the forest, Xiao Pig walked for a while, and suddenly heard the sound of playing the flute. It sounded very nice, so he walked over to see. In the room where the music sounded, he saw a cat playing the flute!"

Cat?

Luo Luo subconsciously raised her head and smiled at her father.

Dad smiled at her, and Luo Luo immediately lowered his head with satisfaction and did not say anything.

No need to talk!

Dad must know that he thought about the same thing as Luo Luo thought of, and he thought of the big cat in our family, Meow Xiaomi!

"The cat plays the flute very nicely. The birds on the trees will sing together when they hear it! The piglet thought, it must be easy to play the flute, so he just worships the cat as his teacher, which means asking the cat to be his teacher!" Yang Yan told a story to Luoluo, and had to modify his speaking habits, reduce the use of some complex idioms, and use language that Luoluo can understand.

"...The cat agreed to teach the piglet to play the flute! But after learning for a few hours, the piglet still didn't learn it. In fact, playing the flute is not easy, so how could it be learned so quickly? But the piglet was impatient. He felt that this was too difficult. He wanted to do simple and easy things! So, he left..." Yang Yan continued to recite the story.

The following stories are similar to those of a teacher at a cat. They are all Xiaozhu looking for a job, but he finds it difficult to do every job, either too difficult or too hard!

Luo Luo listened to the story intently. She gradually stopped moving. It seemed that her spiritual commitment made her quickly feel the sleepiness she had hidden before. She couldn't help but blink, and a feeling of fatigue began to spread in her head...

"So, how can there be any easy job? The idea of ​​being lazy is unbearable! After the piglet suffered failures everywhere, he returned home. He picked up the hoe again and continued to work in the vegetable field. It was still suitable for him to grow vegetables!" When Yang Yan began to summarize, the little girl listened to these heavy principles and finally couldn't bear it anymore. She began to doze in her father's arms.

"Luoluo?" Yang Yan also wanted to ask her daughter what she thought after listening to this story, but when she looked down, the little girl was rubbing her eyes sleeplessly, and she didn't react any longer!

"Sleep, Luo Luo is good..." Yang Yan picked Luo Luo up sideways and carefully let her little head rest against the pillow. When he finally kissed Luo Luo's little face, the girl's long eyelashes trembled and finally closed her eyes.

Xia Yu was watching TV in the living room just now. Recently, a TV series about detectives was released. She was chasing her every day. Yang Yan closed the bedroom door and when she returned to the living room, Xia Yu asked with concern: "Did you fall asleep so quickly? Haven't you been reading books for long?"

"I guess I was too excited to have fun at noon and didn't sleep much. Now I'm sleepy." Yang Yan sat down next to Xia Yu. His big hand was first placed on his lap seriously, but soon, he got up in a serious manner, moved his hand secretly to the side and stroked it.
Chapter completed!