Chapter 991 Little Butt Sitting on Dad's Lap (Two Chapters in One)
"Go, go, play with the kids for a while. You've been out for so long."
Dai Zhenhong still had nothing to do with Yang Xiaozhao. Seeing the doting smile on his face when he looked at the little guy, he knew that Yang Qian could be liberated.
Of course, Yang Qian did not go far. He was pulled by Yang Xiaozhao to the small bookshelf next to the TV cabinet in the living room.
In the past, Yang Xiaozhao's picture books were all sent upstairs by Yang Qian. He liked to keep things neatly arranged, so even if the books were messed up by his daughter, he would take some time to put them away every day.
Putting picture books upstairs, setting up a special reading area, and reading one or two books with the little one before going to bed at night are also cultivating her sense of rules and becoming an organized baby.
But after Dai Zhenhong recuperated at home, he also liked to study with Yang Xiaozhao.
This is mainly because he cannot walk or run. He can only watch Dai Yuni and Hong Xiaoxia take the little one to play in the yard. The only thing he can play with the little one is reading!
Therefore, Yang Qian and Dai Yuni bought a small children's bookshelf and placed it in the living room with some picture books for the exclusive use of Comrade Dai.
This bookshelf is herringbone-shaped, very stable, and is made of plastic, not too hard, with smooth chamfers. If you place it in the living room, you won’t have to worry about your little one who can’t walk so smoothly bumping into it.
The only problem is that the bookshelf is too short, especially the books on the bottom floor. Yang Xiaozhao can usually climb over and reach them.
This gave her the opportunity to harm these books!
She usually leaves these books everywhere, which is not bad. If they are messed up, they can be cleaned up. In a family with children, you can't expect everything to be neatly arranged and spotless.
But Yang Xiaozhao still loves to tear up books!
It's good to have her father reading with her, she won't move around.
But her father is not at home? Her mother and grandmother are not watching her all the time. Then she will sit quietly in front of the bookshelf, with her little mouth open and concentrating on tearing up a book!
Not to mention that the picture book is so thick that it cannot be torn off. Her two little claws are very careful in picking it out. As long as there is a little warped edge, she can catch the breakthrough.
Anyway, we are not in a hurry. Yang Xiaozhao said that she doesn’t have much to do but has plenty of time, and she is very patient. As long as she keeps picking at it, she will eventually tear it apart!
Dai Yuni couldn't laugh or cry every time she saw such a scene.
It doesn't matter if you don't care, it doesn't matter, she doesn't understand, and she will continue to come next time when you are not paying attention, so she should honestly take a picture and send it to Yang Qian, so that he can see her good daughter!
"Look, you must have torn this book to pieces, the cover is gone."
Yang Qian picked up a book and said critically to the little guy.
As a book lover, Yang Qian will definitely feel distressed when he sees that the surface layer of a picture book that was originally very delicate has disappeared, leaving only the rough cardboard underneath.
However, similar to Dai Yuni's situation, it doesn't matter if he looks serious!
Yang Xiaozhao doesn’t accept this trick at all.
"Uh-huh!"
The little girl held her father's knee with one hand and poked at the bald picture book with the other.
Yes, just look at this.
"Really? You also realize your mistake? Doesn't it look ugly if you tear the book into pieces like this?"
Yang Qian said.
This is a typical you say yours and I say mine.
As expected, Yang Xiaozhao didn't care what her father said. After blinking her big bright eyes, she began to groan and pull her father's right knee away.
You don't sit like this, it's in the way of others.
When the father lowered his legs, and before he even had time to stretch out his horizontal left calf, the little girl couldn't wait to squeeze over, twisting her body while squeezing, and finally holding her father's big hand, she pushed her little butt towards his calf.
sit down!
This posture was not unfamiliar to Yang Qian.
Usually, my daughter sits in front of him and reads in her father's arms.
"But your little butt is so good at enjoying it, right? You even use daddy's feet as a cushion!"
Yang Qian couldn't laugh or cry.
This is not a problem. Even if his little butt is resting on his calf, Yang Qian will not feel uncomfortable. The little guy is so thin and small, how much does he weigh? He usually feels light and airy when holding him.
On the other hand, when his daughter sat down with her little butt, the feeling of unconditional trust was very helpful to Yang Qian.
Even very ordinary little things in life can bring Yang Qian a full sense of happiness.
"Okay, daddy will read with you."
Seeing that his daughter had no intention of moving her buttocks, Yang Qian had no choice but to open the picture book and focus on it.
In fact, Yang Qian has read this picture book with the little guy a long time ago. I don’t know how many times Comrade Lao Dai read it with her, but Yang Xiaozhao always feels fresh every time he reads it!
"Uh, uh!"
No, just as Yang Qian opened the first page, the little girl's eyes lit up, she turned around with a hum, and pointed at her father's clothes with her little finger.
"Yes, a giant panda, but daddy is not wearing panda clothes now."
Yang Qian said dumbfounded.
He knew what his daughter meant. This had almost become a daily routine. Whenever a giant panda appeared in a picture book, the little girl would show off her memory.
Not to mention that he is accustomed to it, the author has written this book a second time!
"Um."
Yang Xiaozhao looked at his father and then turned back with satisfaction.
"This story is about the giant panda Feifei, who lives with her mother in the zoo."
Yang Qian spread the picture book flat on his daughter's and his lap, pointed at the characters on it, and told the story inside.
"Giant panda Feifei has several good friends in the zoo. Let's count how many there are? There are elephants, white swans, peacocks, and little ducks. One, two, three, four.
, four good friends, right?"
When Yang Qian accompanies his daughter to read, he usually doesn't follow the textbook.
First, there are very few words in picture books, and most of the content is integrated into the paintings. It is difficult to tell the story clearly and coherently just by reading the words;
Secondly, he didn't want to read books with his daughter mechanically. The time he spent with his children was all spent, so he had to make good use of it. He could tell the story more vividly and incorporate some small teaching.
Counting like just now is not included in the picture book, but Yang Qian added it himself, hoping to teach the little guy how to count.
Of course, some people may think that Yang Xiaozhao cannot understand it at this stage and will not learn from it. It seems that Yang Qian's actions are just to impress himself and have no effect at all.
But educating children, doesn’t it all require a process?
Subtly, Yang Xiaozhao will imitate the concept of counting. When she is a little older and learns to speak in a real sense, she should be able to learn to count faster.
Besides, even if Yang Xiaozhao couldn't understand what her father said, didn't she still listen with gusto, watch intently, and be very involved?
"What can an elephant do? The elephant is very strong. It can move wood with its trunk. Xiao Zhaozhao asked, is it very powerful?"
"What does a peacock do? It opens its tail. The peacock opens its tail. Look at its tail spread out. How beautiful is it?"
"By the way, when the Spring Festival is over and there aren't so many people around, would you like dad to take you to the zoo to see these animals? You can see elephants, peacocks, and your favorite giant panda."
Yang Xiaozhao probably didn't notice her father's digression. She was still watching with concentration. She said "hmm" as if she understood and wanted to interact with her father.
Yang Qian remembered that on the first day of the new year, he and Dai Yuni were discussing where to go to experience the New Year atmosphere. At that time, they thought about taking their daughter to the zoo, but because the zoo was mostly crowded during the New Year, they had to change to the bookstore.
Although Yang Xiaozhao also likes bookstores because he can read many books with his father, reading books can only help him understand the world through other people's paintings, and nothing can compare to seeing those wild animals up close.
When the zoo is not so busy, Yang Qian plans to take some time to take his daughter to the zoo with Dai Yuni, so that she can see with her own eyes what the giant pandas that excite her every time look like!
"What can the white swan do? It can fly and fly in the sky! The panda Feifei looks so envious!"
"What can the little duck do? Oh, it can swim. You see it swimming in the water with the little fish. Our little Zhaozhao can also swim, right?"
Yang Xiaozhao was taken to the infant swimming pool by his mother and grandmother for a long time.
Because she started swimming when she was one or two months old, she didn't know how to be afraid at that time, and she learned very quickly. Therefore, Yang Xiaozhao is still very good at swimming now. She can swim with her little hands and kick her calves wildly, and she can swim from the swimming pool to the swimming pool.
Near the mother on the side, swim to the father on the opposite side!
"Panda Feifei was very envious when she saw that they all had their own powerful abilities. She felt that she didn't know anything, so what should she do?"
"Oh, she tied one end of the rope to her nose and dragged the big log with the other end, but her strength was too weak, right? She couldn't pull the big log, and she fell down all of a sudden!"
Yang Qian sometimes feels that the content of the picture book is a bit misleading, as the giant panda is weak and weak.
Even though these black and white balls are cute and lie lazily all day long, they are huge beasts!
That strength, that bite force, the tiger would have to evade it even if he saw it!
As for the piece of wood that could be carried by an elephant with its trunk, Yang Qian felt that a giant panda could also play with it in its palms.
Of course, if the giant panda is still underage and has less strength, that would be understandable.
Painted like this, it is easy for people to feel that the giant panda is powerless.
Moreover, can a panda's nose be used like a hook to hang a set of ropes on?
Forget it, let’s not get hung up on these details. Originally, they were talking about baby pandas, and it was an anthropomorphic story.
"What else did the panda Feifei do? She tried to use branches as her tail so that she could open her tail. But when the wind blew, the leaves fell off!"
As Yang Qian was talking, Yang Xiaozhao, who was sitting in front of him, suddenly chuckled.
Yo!
What did this little guy hear?
Why are you so happy?
What is certain is that she will not understand every word her father says, but she may laugh because of the pronunciation of some words.
But there is no need to dwell on this issue. The little girl's unintentional laughter is like a switch, causing the hearty laughter of adults to ring out in the quiet room one after another.
“I laughed like this while reading a book!”
Dai Zhenhong laughed so hard that he shook his head.
Dai Yuni, who came in from outside, happened to hear it, and she couldn't help laughing.
Listening to the little girl's innocent laughter is like seeing the flowers blooming in the courtyard under the bright spring light, and my mood involuntarily becomes wonderful!
Yang Qian raised his head, met his wife's eyes, and couldn't help but grin.
However, I am reading a book!
Yang Xiaozhao turned a deaf ear to the adults’ laughter, but his father actually raised his head to interact with his mother!
How can one be distracted?
"Well!"
Yang Xiaozhao waited for a while and found that her father did not continue to read the book and tell her stories, so she pressed her little hand on her father's big hand and protested anxiously.
"Okay, okay, I won't disturb you!"
Dai Yuni smiled and walked to the bathroom, she was going to wash her hands.
The story continues.
"The panda Feifei was wearing a sheet, thinking she would have wings to fly, but she fell and it hurt. We can't imitate her, she will fall!"
"Then the panda Feifei also held a fan and tied it to her feet to use as flippers for the little duck. This would not help her learn to swim!"
"What should we do? She is very sad. Her friends are all showing their talents, but she can't do anything. She can only roll around with a ball in her arms."
Yang Qian's story-telling tone is very gentle, and he uses a lot of modal particles, which makes it feel very childish. However, in the ups and downs of the story, he also tells the story very interestingly.
Although Yang Xiaozhao could not understand everything her father said, listening to the changes in her father's voice and looking at these colorful pictures, she seemed to feel the anxious mood of the panda Feifei.
"Well"
I saw the little guy twisting his butt anxiously.
How to do it?
"Haha, a group of children came to the zoo. They all gathered around to watch the panda Feifei. They saw her rolling around with a ball in her arms. They all praised the panda Feifei for being so cute!"
"It turns out that Panda Feifei is also good at something. She can roll around with the ball. This is also a very popular skill!"
"Panda Feifei is very happy now. The peacock, elephant, white swan, and little duck are all surrounding her and praising her, right?"
"The panda Feifei is great too! Okay, I've finished reading this book."
Yang Qian finished the story with praise, and when he turned over the last page of the book, Yang Xiaozhao's white and tender little hands came over to help his father cover the book.
"I've finished reading this book. Let's put it away. Do you want to read it again?"
Yang Qian stretched out his arms and put the picture book whose cover was torn by the little guy back on the small bookshelf.
"Um!"
The little girl responded crisply with a soft and waxy nasal voice.
Yang Qian had no way of verifying whether she understood the rest.
But now, she should understand this, otherwise why would she answer so loudly?