"set out!" Yang Yi waved her hand and was very angry.
"Rough hair!" The sound of a milky voice is also trying to squat.
I saw Yang Yi carrying a big bag, and Xixi was also behind Dad, carrying her little schoolbag, yelling, as if it was too hard to move a small step.
Moving today, the little guy has to help his father. But before I was four years old, what could I do?
Yang Yi can't help her. In her little schoolbag, she put two books she bought for her and let her carry it.
In fact, Yang Yi did not make much noise during this move. Yang Yi basically did not move the things in the old rental house. He just packed up some simple personal clothes, some of the original military uniforms, military medals and other items. ——This is the precious memory that Yang Yi has to bring to which city.
Although Yang Yi is not so important now, he hesitated and still did not lose it.
As for the remaining furniture, quilts and other sundries, Yang Yi did not have any nostalgia, and all of them were given to the landlord who was happy.
There is no need to move these past, the trouble is one thing, and more importantly, Yang Yi is very disgusting!
Going to the new house, the people are luxuriously decorated, the furniture is all-inclusive, and they are all very high-end furniture – it is said to be the son of Grandfather. Under such circumstances, why do you need to take some old and simple things to influence the original style?
"Sit back, sit back!" Yang Yi put things in the trunk, but came back and saw Xixi licking her little long legs, trying to pull the passenger seat, shouting helplessly.
Xixi inherits the excellent genes of Yang Yi and Mo Fei's. The arms and legs are very slender. When they are less than four years old, they are one meter tall and taller. They are not shorter than ordinary five or six-year-olds!
I am afraid that after another year, I can't buy half a ticket to the amusement park!
"Hey, I can't see it behind." Xixi snorted and said nothing.
Yang Yi smiled. He stretched out his left hand and passed under the arm of the little guy. He held it straight and pulled her off the ground.
"Oh yeah…" Xixi's feet vacated, and he was scared and excited.
Yang Yi unscrupulously opened the door of the back seat, then stuffed her in and fastened the seat belt of the safety seat.
In fact, Yang Yi is still very confident about his driving skill. If he is not afraid of trouble, he can not take the seat belt to the speed of the autumn mountain! But now it is different. He is not alone. He still carries a daughter in the car. For the sake of his daughter's safety, he has to be safe!
The car was rented, but originally there was no safety seat. Yang Yi said that he rented the safety seat that the boss had prepared for his child.
Find a time, you have to buy your own car!
The little guy is still bulging at Dad, but his father is too strong. Xixi can't struggle, and can only use his expression to express his dissatisfaction.
"Well, sit back and watch!" Yang Yi licked the little guy's head and smiled. "When you grow up, Dad takes you on a tour and lets you sit in front!"
"Really?" Xixi was once again attracted to the cake that Dad painted.
When Dad got into the driver's seat and driving, Xixi was still looking forward to asking: "Papa, where are we going to play?"
Yang Yi drove in the car for a while, then slowly said: "Go to a beautiful place with large patches of flower fields, clean lakes, and snow-covered peaks in the distance…"
Xixi worked hard to construct a picture created by her father in her mind. However, her experience was very poor. When she heard the word "snow", she was excited.
"Papa, is that the home of Sister Elsa?" Xixi asked hopefully.
What about Elsa? Yang Yi didn't actually put the story he told Xixi on his heart. Where did he want to get it, the children were most obsessed with such fairy tales!
Yang Yi hesitated for a moment, and nodded and said: "Yes, she used to live at the highest point of the snow mountain."
Just like Santa Claus, let the little guys think about it!
"That Xixi is going, Papa, when are we going?" Xixi asked eagerly.
"Not at the moment, I have to wait for you to grow up!" Yang Yi smiled slightly. "If you go there, you have to be sick."
Xixi grievously licked his small mouth and sat back with regret: "Well, Xixi wants to listen to the meal and grow up quickly."
Really like a little lady!
The atmosphere was a bit dull, Yang Yi thought about it, while driving, while picking up the little song, at least not so embarrassing.
However, what is he jealous of?
"I put the car on the five rings, I put the car on the five rings… ah, ah, five rings, you have one more ring than the four rings, ah, ah, five rings, you have one ring less than the six rings…"
It stands to reason that this godly song, Yang Yi is not like it! But in the last few years of his previous life, he lived a bit unscrupulously, so the kind of driving in the wilderness, listening to this song is full of charm!
However, Xixi obviously didn't like the song. She listened for a while and shouted: "Xixi wants to listen to Sister Elsa's song, Papa sing this?"
"Sing another song?" Yang Yi bitterly.
Last night, the little guy wrapped around him, not only told the story of «Frozen», but also sang «Let It Go» over and over again.
Yang Yi is not a professional singer like Mo Fei, let him sing this song over and over again, but he will be tired!
"Hmm!" The little guy smiled happily and nodded hard.
Ok, Yang Yi has no daughter.
"cough cough!" Yang Yi cleared her throat and began to sing.
"The_snow_glows_white_on_the_mountain_tonight/not_a_footprint_to_be_seen…"
Yang Yi sang this song not to nice to hear, mainly because it is difficult to sing the female voice, but he has a clear word and a good pitch, so he can still sing the original charm of the song.
Xixi still can't understand the meaning of the previous lyrics. The words are too complicated, but she still listens to her eyes with serious crystal clear eyes.
The car was driven by a straight suburban road. The road was surrounded by lush green farmland. It was a neat eucalyptus. The spring breeze blew the leaves, and Yang Yi shook the window and prepared to sing the singer. !
"Let it go _…"
Xixi is waiting for this sentence! I saw her eyes shining and excitedly sang along with her father.
"Let it go _, can't_hold_it_back_any_more…"
In this sentence, Xixi sang the most cooked, childish voice, may be inherited from her mother's music, every word sang right!
Don't say, even sing more than dad to nice to hear!
Yang Yi smiled slightly, he lowered his voice, just to lead the little guy.
It seems to be a sing and a sing, the voice of the father and the daughter, floated out of the car, in the suburbs of the road, soft spring / light.