My dad's life

Tonight because of the guests coming from home, although Ding Heping and the others left early, it is estimated that even if they go out now, it will not last long.

So I didn't let the little guy out. Aicai and Ning Xinyao rarely came here. Everyone thought that the little guy was educated at home.

In fact, the little guy didn't know how happy he was at home, he ran upstairs to downstairs, every time he stopped.

Roaring at the sea upstairs, and fighting with the shadows of the trees in the yard downstairs.

"What's wrong with her? Suddenly so excited?" Fang Yuan asked Lan Caiyi with some doubts.

"You ask me, how do I know?" Lan Caiyi also felt inexplicable, but isn't it the same for children?

"Xinxin, don't run around and take a bath with your mother. Do you have to sweat?" Fang Yuan said to the little guy who was fighting with his shadow in the yard.

"No, I want to play for a while." The little guy refused without thinking.

"Are you too energetic? There are a lot of mosquitoes outside, or else, can you come in and jump rope with dad?"

The little girl's scalp is delicate and tender, and Fang Yuan is really afraid that she will be full of mosquito bites in the yard.

"Jump rope, okay, okay!" The little guy ran into the house happily.

There are only a few sporting goods in the family, skipping rope is the same, and the other is the little guy's ball.

Fang Yuan watched the little guy come into the house, found the skipping rope and said to her: "Do you want to compete, see who jumps the most?"

"Okay, I'm great, I must jump more than you." The little guy was confident in himself.

Fang Yuan first shortened the skipping rope, and then let her come first.

The little guy was unceremonious and took it with confidence.

Then the first jump rope stuck to the back of the neck, the second jump was stepped on by the foot, and the third jumped around the leg...

Fangyuan: Stare

Little guy: stare

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was once very embarrassing.

"Try again?" Fang Yuan asked tentatively.

I'm afraid of hitting the little guy.

"No, you come first!" The little guy held back his anger and handed him the skipping rope.

Fang Yuan adjusted the skipping rope back, and then stopped after jumping for ten times. He was afraid that if he jumped again, the little guy would explode.

"Now, count me as winning?" Fang Yuan asked tentatively.

"Dad, you are such a big child, and you still compare winning or losing with a child like me, aren't you shy?" the little guy said angrily.

Fangyuan: "..."

"Come on, mom will help you compare with her." Lan Caiyi, who was watching from the side, walked over and stood behind the little guy, holding her little face in both hands.

"Come on, mom, beat Dad." The little guy raised his neck excitedly and looked at Lan Caiyi.

"How many did your father jump just now?" Lan Caiyi reached out and took the skipping rope from Fangyuan.

The little guy stretched out his little hand to count, and said happily, "Ten."

"Okay, then mother will jump twenty." Lan Caiyi said with a smile.

"It's unfair, how can someone help?" Fang Yuan deliberately cried beside him.

"You didn't say that you can't ask someone for help?" Lan Caiyi said with a grin.

"Yeah, you didn't say you can't ask for help, you can also ask your mother for help." The little guy said excitedly.

"Look for my mother?" Fang Yuan said embarrassingly.

Looking back at Fang's mother who was watching TV.

Forget it, ask her to skip rope, this is murder, and Papa Fang must chop him off.

Although Lan Caiyi wears a knee-length skirt today, which affects his movements a bit, it is not a problem to jump for twenty or so.

Looking at her slender thighs, flying skirt corners, and turbulent upper body, Fang Yuan suddenly felt his heart hot. Before she could count, it was over.

Lan Caiyi seemed to perceive his scorching eyes and gave her an angrily.

The little guy seemed to be aware of it. He glanced at his mother and then at his father. He didn't find anything unusual, so he forgot when he changed his mind.

Happy to ask: "Mom, did we win?"

"Of course, I have already jumped twenty, ten more than Dad." Lan Caiyi said with a smile.

"Wow, we won, Dad, we won, you have to be punished." The little guy hugged Fangyuan's legs.

"Huh, we didn't say that we will be punished if we lose?" Fang Yuan asked strangely.

"Now that I have won, I have it!" The little guy said naturally.

"You are silly, do we compare it again?" Fang Yuan said with dissatisfaction.

The little guy didn't even think about it. Just about to open his mouth and say yes, Lan Caiyi had already replied first: "No, we all won, and we have to compare with you."

"Yes, I won't compare with you." The little guy immediately agreed, just like a stubborn.

"Then you said, how do you want to punish?" Fang Yuan didn't insist anymore, but asked depressedly.

The little guy looked very happy when he saw his father's depressed expression.

"Hurry up, don't say anything, forget it!" Fang Yuan urged deliberately.

"Fun his brain collapse." Lan Caiyi reminded badly beside her.

Fang Yuan glared at her dissatisfiedly, Lan Caiyi pushed him playfully and stuck out his tongue.

But the little guy did not accept her suggestion, but said: "You want to hold and play the small plane for fifty minutes?"

"Fifty minutes?" Fang Yuan said in surprise.

"Yes, it's fifty minutes." The little guy stretched out a small palm and gestured with wide fingers.

Suddenly remembering something, he quickly retracted his hand, put his back behind his back, and smirked "hehe".

Lan Caiyi naturally knew what was going on, and laughed accordingly.

Fang Yuan is a bit inexplicable, don't know what the mother and daughter are smirking.

Although fifty minutes is a bit long, with a radius of physical strength, it is not a problem.

More importantly, it is impossible to really play for fifty minutes, the little guy will have to take a bath and sleep.

So Fang Yuan picked up the little guy, supported her upstairs and downstairs, and drove the planes all over the room. The little guy gave himself a "oooo" sound.

And from time to time, mom bumped, grandma bumped, grandpa bumped, grandma bumped.

Hit the wall again.

"Oh! Dad, you used too much strength, it hurts the baby!"

"Really? Then next time I hit it lightly, or you will become a little fool." Fangyuan said deliberately.

The whole room was filled with cheerful laughter.

Just as Fang Yuan guessed, after about ten minutes of playing, the little guy was caught by his mother and took a bath.

"Fifty minutes are here?" The little guy asked with some confusion.

"Well, here it is." Lan Caiyi said indifferently.

"Fifty minutes is so long?" The little guy stretched out his hand and gestured for a length.

"No, fifty minutes is that long." Lan Caiyi made a gesture that was about the same length as she did when she was in the penalty spot.

Xinxin: "..."

"Why, what's wrong?" Lan Caiyi raised her eyebrows and asked deliberately.

"Hey." The little guy smirked and shook his head quickly.