Chapter 667

If you write Spring Festival couplets, you should paste them. Yang Yi kept this pile of Spring Festival couplets and put them all night. The next morning, taking advantage of the warm sunshine outside, she began to paste Spring Festival couplets at the gate of Xixi villa with her curious baby.

Before that, of course, paste.

"Look, Dad, dip it in this paste and brush it around." Yang Yi instructs her daughter, and then hands the small brush to Xi Xi Xi. "You can brush the remaining couplets and horizontal couplets with paste. Be careful not to brush too much or too little..."

Xi Xi had long wanted to help her father with her work, although in her consciousness, the work was not all tiredness, but trying new things to help her father.

I saw the little girl standing on the stool with her left hand supporting the table. She stretched out her right hand holding a small brush. Fortunately, Yang Yi found her negligence and quickly came to Xixi to draw the paste closer.

"Why, it's strange!" Xi Xi first saw paste, this sticky feeling, let Xi Xi feel a little bad.

"It doesn't matter. This paste is brushed on. When it's dry, the couplets stick firmly to the wall." Yang Yi said.

Xi Xi brushes for a while, after all, she is small and weak. After finishing a whole couplet, she still has to turn around, but accidentally, her left hand is pressed on the paste she has just brushed.

"Oh, dear!" Xi Xi saw that her little hand was as sticky as the soup that had touched porridge. She held it up and loosened it. She felt very uncomfortable. She had to look at her father pitifully and ask for help, "Baba, what should I do? A lot of paste. "

In fact, it's OK to dip a little paste on it. Just wash the back. But Xi Xi Xi's reaction is a little big. Yang Yi has to take her to wash her hands. After washing under the warm hot water, the little girl's hands become red and tender again.

Clean and comfortable!

Although not like paste, but Xi Xi Xi's work attitude is not vague, she continued to help her father brush spring festival couplets, finally finished.

Yang Yi takes Xi Xi Xi to paste Spring Festival couplets at the gate of the villa: "paste the first couplet on the right and the second couplets on the left. My father told you yesterday which one is the first couplet. Do you still remember?"

"Hee hee, I know that there are steamed buns, Wang Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang Xi Xi followed her father and said with a jump. Can she remember that when her father said it, she also made such a small joke. Because of this, Xixi remembers extra clearly.

Baozi wagged his tail and ran beside everyone. He was the happiest one. However, when he heard his name and his barking voice, the clever yellow dog slowed down and turned his head in doubt.

But no one explained it to him.

Yang Yi carefully placed the other Spring Festival couplets on the low wall with the front facing down and the paste stained back facing upward. Then she took up the one that "liked to live in Baodi for thousands of years" and pasted it on the top, which was the direction of her right hand.

"You help dad hold down the Spring Festival couplets, let's aim at the four corners, so that it can stick vertically." Yang Yi leads Xi Xi Xi to help.

"Good!" The little girl happily ran up to help her father hold down the two corners below, so that even if the little man was not tall, he could make the best use of him.

Xi Xi didn't like paste very much, so she pressed the red paper carefully with her fingers. She didn't dare to press it all over her hand, for fear that the paste squeezed out would stick to her hand again.

After pasting the couplet at the gate of the courtyard, Yang Yi and Xi Xi move to the front door of the villa. At this time, Murphy leaves Xiaozhuo on the small shaker that he can see. He also takes a camera and walks to the door.

"Xi Xi, and Dad, look at the camera and smile!" Murphy is going to take pictures of Yang Yi and her daughter.

"Hee hee!" The little girl helped to press the Spring Festival couplets, while looking back, bright eyes.

Although she was dressed in winter clothes, the little girl was full of vigor and vitality. Her small cheeks were slightly red against the red paper of Spring Festival couplets and the bright sunshine. It seemed that the spring breeze was blowing and the flowers were blooming for ten miles. It was not as sweet as her smile

"Click!" Murphy grabs the scene and stops.

When Murphy took a few photos and came back satisfied, the little girl in the rocking bed began to cry. I don't know if I feel a bit bored.

"You want to play with your sister, don't you? You want to help dad with his work, and you want to take pictures with mom, right? " Murphy laughs, holding the armpits of Xiaozhuo in both hands, and taking him out of the cradle, Murphy holds him upright in front of her and speaks to him face to face.

As if this is a fair dialogue, Xiaomo looked at her mother for a while, and finally grinned, ah, ah. I don't know why she is so happy!

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New year's Eve is busy and full. After making all the preparations, Yang Yi took out a string of red firecrackers and hung it on the trees in the yard.

"Baba, shall we not set off firecrackers? I'm afraid... " After Xi Xi Xi saw the firecrackers, she remembered the thoughts that her father was afraid that her father would be blown up when her father went to set off firecrackers at her grandfather's house. Moreover, the firecrackers were so big this time that she was even more afraid. She grabbed her father's clothes and begged bitterly.Yang Yi looked back in surprise and saw her daughter's tearful eyes. It seemed that she would cry if she did not give up the idea of setting off firecrackers.

Yang Yi couldn't help feeling happy in her heart. She touched Xi Xi's head with a smile and said, "little fool, what do you think Dad takes? Is this real firecracker? "

Yang Yi will Xi Xi Xi's small hand pulled over, let her touch the big red firecrackers, hard plastic texture immediately by the little girl touched out.

"This is a fake, just a model. After we plug in the electricity and turn on the switch, it will crackle firecrackers, but it is not real firecrackers." Yang Yi explains to Xi Xi.

"Won't it explode?" Asked the little girl doubtfully.

"Of course not. It's just the sound of firecrackers. We have to have such an atmosphere to celebrate the new year, right?" Yang Yi said with a smile.

It's not that firecrackers and fireworks are forbidden in Jiangcheng. The main reason why Yang Yi didn't buy real firecrackers was that after the firecrackers were set off, they would produce a strong smell of gunpowder. He was afraid that the smell would choke on Xiaotiao, so he changed to fake firecrackers.

Xixi just let go of her heart. After she got down from her father's arms, she not only broke her tears to smile, but also circled around the fake firecrackers to show her how the firecrackers made sound.

Yang Yi pulled out the socket, plug in the electricity, hanging on the tree red firecrackers will flash red light, but also issued a firecracker explosion "crackling" sound.

At first, the sudden red light and noise also scared Xi Xi Xi. The little girl hid behind her father in a hurry, looking for her most trusted shield. But soon, she found that there was movement and no threat. The little girl bravely poked out her little head.

It doesn't really explode!

However, in the gradually coming night, this flash of fake firecrackers is also very good-looking!

Xi Xi blinked her big eyes, took her father's hand, let her come near and look at it again.

At this time, a dark figure came to the yard. When he got close, he could see the yellow hair of steamed buns in the light of the yard.

"Wang, Wang!" Baozi seemed to be frightened by the sound of the firecrackers, bared his teeth and barked at the firecrackers.

"Baozi, don't shout!" Yang Yi yelled, worried that steamed stuffed buns would frighten the children.

"Cluck, steamed stuffed buns think they are real firecrackers!" But Xi Xi bent down with a smile and hugged the bun's neck and comforted her, "baozi, don't be afraid. It's a fake firecracker bought by Baba, it's not true."

As it turns out, steamed stuffed buns are just a kind of bully who barks at the firecrackers beside Yang Yi just now, but he is very scared.

This is not, when Xi Xi Xi holds it, this guy twists his head and goes into Xi Xi Xi's arms and cries in a low voice, as if very wronged.

Yang Yi inexplicably thought of a sentence: "who is not a baby?"

On the contrary, in the room, the little guy is much more daring. Although the sound of firecrackers in the room is separated by the door, the noise is not so loud, but the little guy does not seem to be afraid at all.

You know, other children are afraid of firecrackers!

But Xiaozhen still calmly drank milk in her mother's arms and enjoyed his new year's Eve dinner.

After the sound of firecrackers for a while, Yang Yi also turned off the electricity to prevent it from disturbing the residents. Of course, the red firecrackers remained in the trees and could be reused in the early morning and tomorrow.

"Happy New Year!" Although it's just a family dinner for four, there are parents, younger brothers who nibble their fingers, and myself who have helped all day. Xi Xi laughs happily and holds up the small glass filled with soda water and wishes each other good luck.

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