Yang Qian was busy in the recording studio all day and did not get home until after six o'clock in the evening. When he opened the door, Yang Qian heard Dai Yuni's excited shouts. Mixed in among them was his youngest crush, Yang Xiaozhao.
Giggles.
The little one's laughter was light and soft, but she was obviously just amused by her mother's exaggerated reaction.
When his mother carried him to the door to greet his father, Yang Xiaozhao still looked at his father in confusion, not knowing that his father was back.
Or, in her simple little mind, there was no idea of her father going to work.
Her father is not accompanying her, and it seems that there is no difference between her father coming back and accompanying her later.
Of course, it cannot be said that there is no difference at all.
Mom turned her back to dad, and Yang Xiaozhao could see more clearly.
The little girl with her little hands on her mother's shoulders was stunned for a while, then her big round eyes suddenly brightened up like a "swish", and her small mouth opened again, showing a sweet smile with joy.
Although she didn't necessarily know that her father was out, Yang Xiaozhao was still very happy to see her dearest and most beloved father. If she hadn't reached out for her father for a hug, she might have started to babble.
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Why couldn't Yang Qian see his daughter's expectations?
With joy and sweetness in his heart, he put aside the computer bag he was carrying and the bags he was carrying. He greeted her with a smile, stretched out his hand, and patted her gently.
Does little Zhaozhao want to be held by his father? If so, come over!
Of course, Yang Xiaozhao's children's shoes don't understand this yet. She was held upright by her mother, and her soft little arms were like those of an adult, resting on her mother's shoulders in a decent manner, like a little beauty leaning on the railing and looking out - don't
Said, look at her big eyes that are full of hope, such a picture is also very poetic!
"Daddy hugs..."
Yang Qian just gave it a try, but he couldn't bear it for too long. He finally reached out and took his daughter from her mother's arms.
Just like a soft kitten, the little girl's soft and boneless body has to be held carefully by her father! Yang Qian has one arm horizontally, his forearm is holding his daughter's little butt, and he is gently supporting her with one hand
She was afraid that she would not be able to sit firmly and fall backwards!
In fact, Yang Xiaozhao can sit more stable now. After discovering that the world she saw was so exciting and lively when being held vertically, she was not happy to be held horizontally.
Of course, there are exceptions. When he feels sleepy and wants to sleep, Yang Xiaozhao still likes to be coaxed to sleep by his father!
But now she is obviously not sleepy. Her father was not at home just now, so her mother gave her a fragrant bath. No, her little face is so tender and tender, as if she could squeeze out a handful of water!
It is worth mentioning that Yang Xiaozhao's now iconic afro is missing.
When she turned 100 days old, Yang Qian and Dai Yuni took her there and asked Teacher Tony to shave off all her fetal hair.
Although it is not completely shaved and shaped into a small braised egg, it is shaved so that only a shallow layer of green stubble remains.
If Xiao Zhaozhao hadn't been so good-looking, shaving his hair this time would have ruined his image!
It's been more than a week now, and Yang Xiaozhao's hair has grown a little bit, but it's still not as fluffy and beautiful as before.
"I have to cover you!"
Yang Qian held his daughter in his arms and still felt very sorry.
He knows that shaving a newborn's head is a necessary experience - because if the lanugo hair brought out from the mother's belly is not shaved, the subsequent hair will become thinner and thinner, which will also affect the growth of new hair.
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Yang Xiaozhao's hair was shaved relatively late. Many children were shaved bald by their parents and grandparents when they were just one month old.
Yang Qian is reluctant to shave his daughter's hair because he likes her afro so much!
Especially after taking a shower and drying her body, the light hairs stood tall and tall on her little head like unyielding warriors. When the wind blew gently, they looked like seaweed.
Soft and fluttering, it really has the perseverance of steel and the tenderness of water...
But it’s really impossible not to shave the back. Yang Xiaozhao’s hair will be like fallen leaves in autumn. Occasionally, a few strands will wither and fall. Even if they don’t fall off, they will be like winter grass, gradually turning yellow and not as thick and dark as before.
What a grand occasion!
The only option is to shave them off, hoping that they will grow back and stand proudly on my daughter's little head again.
Of course, it's still a little worse now. Yang Qian looked at the small green stubble on his daughter's head, and suddenly picked up a towel and quilt nearby that was used as a quilt and covered her little head.
Yang Xiaozhao didn't know how to protest yet. She just turned her head, looked at her father, then her mother, and then she was silly and happy there.
"Hey, wait, this looks good! I'll take a photo of her."
Dai Yuni found it very interesting.
Yang Qian gave his daughter this random towel and quilt, and it cleverly wrapped her short hair without covering the little guy's chubby face.
"Like a turban, it has an exotic feel, isn't it?"
Yang Qian glanced at it a few times and said cheerfully to his wife.
It's really good-looking. Yang Xiaozhao's chubby little face holds up this towel quilt, her beautiful big eyes, and her straight little nose. She really has an exotic style called "cute"!
"Where is this foreign land? We ethnic minorities also have this kind of beautiful headscarf! I feel like the beautiful Uighur girls on the border!"
Dai Yuni found her mobile phone, called up Xiaoai Company's beauty camera, took a picture of her daughter, and then happily showed it to Yang Qian.
"Beautiful! My little baby!"
Yang Qian liked it even more after taking one look. He kissed his daughter's cheek affectionately.
Dai Yuni did a good job shooting, and Yang Xiaozhao also coordinated well with her movements. Her little arms were still resting on her father's shoulders, as if she was leaning against the window and looking out.
"What are you doing? Covering Zhaozhao with this quilt in the middle of summer! You're not afraid of sweating!"
Hong Xiaoxia stood at the door of the kitchen and said angrily.
She had already heard the news that her son was back, but after waiting in the kitchen for a long time, she didn't see Yang Qian bring in the soybean paste he bought for her. She couldn't help but come out and found that these two guys were tossing her beloved outside.
Where’s my little granddaughter!
"Ha ha!"
Yang Qian and Dai Yuni looked at each other and smiled, but they quickly removed the towel from their daughter's forehead.
Just take a good-looking photo as a souvenir. There is no need to bore Yang Xiaozhao like this. It is July in Shanghai, but it is still a very sultry summer!
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