Today, I spent the whole day with the children again. It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when Yang Qian dragged his tired body back home.
"Why do you feel that you have worked harder these days than you did during the Spring Festival with your classmates from Bowen School of Jincheng Middle School? Aren't there only a dozen or so children?"
Dai Yuni heard the movement of the car downstairs and came down to greet it.
"Mom, I've already eaten, and I just had supper with my senior brother and the others, so there's no need to cook me any more noodles."
Yang Qian stopped his mother who was walking to the kitchen, and then took the elevator upstairs with Dai Yuni carrying her bag.
"Today was actually not bad. I went with Senior Brother Huang Songyuan and Director Wu Jingyi of the Kunqu Opera Troupe to have supper and talk about the inheritance and reform of opera."
Yang Qian looked a little tired, but when talking about opera, he felt more excited.
Communicate with two famous opera masters and listen to their opinions on the current situation of Peking Opera and Kun Opera and their thoughts on the future. If it weren’t for the fact that it was getting late and the children didn’t go back, their family would have been anxious in the hotel. Yang Qian might have
I chatted with seniors Huang Songyuan and Wu Jingyi until midnight.
"However, it is indeed hard work. You said that those students from Jincheng Middle School's Bowen School are a bit older after all. The youngest is twelve or thirteen years old, and the oldest is about to go to college. They are also very obedient and orderly.
It's not difficult to maintain.
But the children who recorded the songs are basically in primary school, ranging from six to eleven years old, and are at a lively and active age. If we don't keep a close eye on them, we will sometimes forget the discipline and run away.
It's possible! Several of our colleagues in charge were hoarse from shouting. They had been to winter camps before, and they said they had never been so tired..."
Yang Qian shook his head with emotion.
It's true. Children in primary school are so energetic that they can't sit still while watching a play, and some of them jump up and down.
Then you can't criticize him severely, because these children already have relatively strong self-esteem, so you can only guide and persuade patiently.
Maybe after the persuasion is over, you will calm down for a while, but when you come back the next day, you will forget everything the teachers said yesterday and continue to show your true colors.
Of course, it doesn't mean that they are naughty or have no quality.
Like Xin Zihao, he is a little more active, but when he does things he likes, such as singing, or listening to Grandma Wu telling stories, he becomes extremely well-behaved and very serious than before.
They still have to be guided, and at the same time, they have to be given some flexibility to release their instincts.
In comparison, the children at Jincheng Middle School Bowen School are indeed much more sensible.
Not only because they are much older, but also because the children from Jincheng Middle School Bowen School are timid after coming to the bustling big city, and they cherish this opportunity and are afraid of being criticized by the teacher and rushed back.
I went home, so I showed my more well-behaved side.
"But no matter what, I still think our daughter is the best-behaved. Xiao Zhaozhao doesn't cry or make trouble, and is very playful. If I were to accompany her every day, I wouldn't be tired."
Yang Qian was laughing with his wife, but he changed the subject and said in a somewhat flattering tone.
"Who said she was good?"
Dai Yuni gave him a funny look.
"Isn't she good? Did she cry today?"
Yang Qian scratched his head in confusion and followed his wife, who was walking in front with her waist twisted, to ask.
"Hey, wait, how do you get back to her room?"
Yang Qian stepped in and noticed this problem.
Instead of going back to their own big bedroom, Dai Yuni turned around and walked into another bedroom on the same floor reserved for Yang Xiaozhao's children's shoes.
"Hmph, why go back to her room and ask your precious daughter!"
Although Dai Yuni was deliberately trying to show off, there was still some resentment in her tone - directed at the mischievous Yang Xiaozhao.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
It's definitely not possible to ask Yang Xiaozhao, the little guy is asleep at the moment.
Moreover, even if she is not asleep, how can a five-month-old baby who can't even speak answer his father's questions?
Yang Qian put down his bag, coaxed his wife with a smile, and got the answer from her.
"...We have only moved here a few days ago? It has been more than half a month, not even a month, and she has made our bed dirty!"
Dai Yuni complained to her husband with deep resentment.
It turns out that Yang Xiaozhao vomited milk in bed today!
There was a lot of vomiting, almost all the milk Dai Yuni fed her was vomited out, and then the sheets were stained and penetrated into the mattress!
This is not the first day that Yang Xiaozhao has vomited milk. In the past, when he was not one month old, he would spit out a little milk due to incorrect feeding posture, and sometimes he would even choke on the milk and spurt it out from his nostrils.
"No, she hasn't vomited up milk for a long time, why is she still choking on milk now? And isn't there a diaper pad blocking her?"
Yang Qian asked doubtfully.
"She was practicing crawling. She might have just finished feeding, and she was lying on her stomach until her belly was pushed. The diaper pad was not placed under her body. My grandma and I told her that we wanted to watch her crawl, so we took the diaper pad away.
, that thing affects her performance."
Dai Yuni said confidently.
"That's your fault. Xiao Zhaozhao has just eaten. How do you let her practice crawling? Wait, she can crawl now?"
Yang Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but then he suddenly came to his senses and asked in surprise.
A few days ago, when Yang Qian was free at home during the day, Yang Xiaozhao couldn't crawl yet! She just knew how to lie on her stomach, and then if she wanted to get what she wanted, the smart little girl would
Turning over and moving in circles several times, she slowly reached the little toy that her parents placed in front of her!
Yang Qian also commented that his daughter loves to be lazy and does not rely on strength to outsmart her.
"Why is it our fault? You don't know how hard my grandma and I worked at home today! We washed the sheets and wiped the mattress for a long time. Then we were worried that the milk would seep in and it would become smelly or attract ants if we didn't clean it.
I contacted the mattress seller and asked them to arrange for someone to come over, clean the mattress, and then deliver it to us. Not only that, my grandma and I later brought the bed surround from our room, and we
It took the two of us a long time and a lot of effort to install it here. Otherwise, little Zhaozhao wouldn't even know where to sleep!"
Dai Yuni said unhappily.
It was indeed very hard for them. They could have asked the workers to fix the bed rails when they came to the door, but they forgot about it, and then they did it themselves, sweating profusely.
Dai Yuni didn't blame her daughter entirely, she just simply wanted to complain to her husband, state how hard she and her mother-in-law had been today, and hoped that Yang Qian would comfort her.
I've been tired for a long time, but I didn't mean to be unreasonable.
"Okay, okay, it's Xiao Zhaozhao's fault. She didn't know a good time to spit out the milk. She had to spit it out when there was no diaper pad."
Yang Qian understands, so he won't think that his wife is too unreasonable.
If you want family harmony, you must not accept death.
Especially when facing your wife, if you insist on being reasonable and insisting on arguing the right and wrong, the family will never be harmonious.
Yang Qian smiled, hugged his wife, and coaxed her up softly.
"Okay, go take a shower quickly. What time is it? Go to bed early. We have to continue tomorrow!"
As expected, Dai Yuni immediately smiled and gently prepared a change of clothes for Yang Qian.
As for Yang Xiaozhao, who was "blamed", she was still sleeping soundly. She had no idea that she would be blamed at such a young age.