My dad's life

"Xinxin, why are you making toys for the whole family again."

Fang Yuan came out of the kitchen after cooking, and found that his grandfather had returned.

Everyone was sitting on the sofa chatting, and the little guy was sitting alone in the toy pile in the center of the living room playing with toys.

Tangerine also ran away a long time ago. After all, the toy box is so tall. Although Tangerine is fat, as a cat, he has a lot of talent for climbing.

"Because I want to play." The little guy said without looking up.

"Then you have to pack it up later and put it back in place." Fangyuan explained.

"Okay." The little guy drove a little train and crashed into the little animal in front.

With a good look in her eyes, she noticed that the plastic train was full of oil, so she said with embarrassment: "Grandma asked you to wash your hands after eating the shrimp cakes. Didn't you wash them?"

"Uh..." The little guy finally raised his head and looked at Dad with big eyes blinking.

"Baby forgot." The little guy tilted his head and said cutely.

"Then you remember now, don't you want to wash my hands?" Lan Caiyi who came from behind took the conversation.

"But now my hands are out of oil!" The little guy held her two small paws.

The oil is gone, but it becomes dark.

"It's all dirty, quickly wash it for me, and these toys, all you get are oil, you also clean them for me." Lan Caiyi said angrily.

"Is it OK to wait a while? I want to play for a while." The little guy pouted.

"No, you can go now."

"But I don't want to go now." The little guy said capriciously.

"Now, immediately, right now." Lan Caiyi spread her legs apart, hands on hips, and her body leaned forward slightly in an angry manner.

Fang Yuan smiled unconsciously looking at her appearance.

"Why are you smiling, what's so funny?" Lan Caiyi glared at him.

"Because Xinxin is exactly the same as you are now when she is angry."

"Seriously, don't hippy smile, I'm training children at home now." Lan Caiyi pouted.

I don't know why, looking at Lan Caiyi's appearance, Fang Yuan felt a feeling of affection from the bottom of his heart, and there is no reason.

If it were not for so many people in the family, he would really like to go up and kiss him.

"I'll have dinner in a while, can I wash it together?" The little guy bargained authentically.

And she was still sitting there still, with so many people in the family, she was not afraid.

"No, go now. Your hands are as dirty as the paws of a little tortoise. Do you know how many bacteria there are on it?"

Hearing this, the little guy looked at Lan Caiyi in a daze, and suddenly turned his head to He Liuqing who was sitting on the sofa and said, "Grandma, do you care about your daughter? How can you be so capricious, just order others to do this," Do that?"

The old man and others who were talking, have focused on the little guy since they had a conversation.

Now I heard the little guy's words, all laughed loudly, especially the old man, the tears of laughter came down.

He Liuqing also smiled and said, "I'm afraid grandma can't help you. My daughter grows up and doesn't listen to her mother. So you still have to listen to her obediently, otherwise she will be able to beat your ass and grandma will have no way."

"Oh, mother is really not a good baby, how can she not listen to her when she grows up." The little guy stood up with a sigh, but she was so worried, when will her mother become a good baby.

"You also know that I can't help but listen to my mother, why don't you wash my hands obediently?" Lan Caiyi was angry and speechless.

"I'm not disobedient, and I didn't say that I don't wash my hands, what's the difference between washing after eating?

Teacher Dong said that we should save water and not waste water. Children in many places do not have water to drink."

The little guy picked up her toys and threw them into the toy box, plausibly.

"Okay, you don't need to clean up the toys. I'll wash it for you later. You go to wash your hands now, and you just have to eat." Fang Yuan was really defeated by the kid.

"Oh, have you eaten?" The little guy's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and immediately screamed and rushed into the bathroom.

Lan Caiyi covered her forehead, not knowing whether she should cry or laugh, this little guy is getting harder and harder to carry.

I remember she used to be very obedient, so she did what she said.

When did it become so skinny?

Then Lan Caiyi seemed to think of something, and immediately stared at Fang Yuan angrily.

"Uh..." Fang Yuan watched her inexplicably angry at herself.

I scratched my cheek, wondering if I did something wrong?Provoked her?

Before Fangyuan's toys were cleaned up, the little guy ran out of the bathroom.

"So fast? Have you washed your hands?"

"Of course, don't believe you smell it." The little guy raised her two wet, fleshy little hands high.

"I don't listen." Fang Yuan refused.

"You smell it, smell it." The little guy dragged his clothes, reluctantly.

"Quickly let go, I think you use Dad's clothes as towels, right?" Fang Yuan looked at her clothes with two small paw prints, and said silently.

But he bent over and sniffed, "Well, it smells bad."

After hearing the words, the little guy was skeptical, put his hand under his nose and smelled it, and then exclaimed angrily: "It's not smelly, it smells."

"It's smelly."

"Savory."

"Smelly." Fang Yuan replied casually while packing up the toys.

The little guy couldn't tell him, and ran to the old man angrily, and put his hand under his nose, "Grandpa, you smell it, are my hands and hands sweet?"

"Yeah." The old man took a deep breath, "It's really fragrant, you are a fragrant little baby."

The little guy was happy when he heard the words, grinned, and then turned to the other side and said roundly: "Grandpa said I am Xiangxiang, you big bad guy, you are the smelly dad..."

"Smelly baba? Baba stinks?" The little guy suddenly thought of this word and laughed happily.

"You naughty ghost, you dare to say that I am a papa, and I see my big dinosaur is going to eat you." Fang Yuan just packed a dinosaur plush toy, and immediately took it to the little guy.

"Wow." The little guy avoided around the coffee table.

"Don't run, hoo, I want to eat a bad kid." Fang Yuan said, holding the little dinosaur doll above his head.

"I'm not afraid of you, I am a little rabbit, running up and whizzing, you can't catch it." The little guy made a face at him across the coffee table.

"My big dinosaur can fly, faster than you, and can catch you all at once." Fang Yuan said, deliberately chasing a few steps around the coffee table.

The little guy hurriedly avoided to the other side, and when Fangyuan stopped, he said again: "You lie, the fat dragon will fly."

The doll in Fang Yuan's hands is actually a Tyrannosaurus, but in order to play with children, it must not be the original ferocious appearance, but a cartoon cute dragon with a round head and a round body.

So the little guy named it Fatty Dragon.

"Huh, what is that?" Fang Yuan suddenly pointed to her behind, surprised.

The little guy was really fooled and looked back unconsciously.

So Fang Yuan took this opportunity to take a big step, bypassing the coffee table, holding the dinosaur, and tapping on the little guy's head.

"Haha, I ate the bad boy."

The little guy finally knew that he had been deceived, and said angrily: "I'm Fernandi, I want to hit you ass ass."

The little guy gestured like horns with his hands on the top of his head, and the child stepped on the ground with his little right foot several times.

The nose imitated the heavy snort of a bull's anger, and then rammed towards Fangyuan.

"Haha, you can catch me first." Fang Yuan turned and ran towards the second floor.

How could the little guy just let it go, naturally chasing him up, insisting on bumping into his ass.

"Don't make trouble, you're going to eat soon." Lan Caiyi shouted silently behind.

But now who is still listening to her, the two of them have long gone to the second floor and disappeared.

The old man sat on the sofa with a smile watching the father and daughter laugh.

Suddenly he said to He Liuqing, "Fangyuan is a good father!"

"The old man praised it, I don't care about it all day long." Fang's mother was happy, but she spoke modestly.

"Don't children like this kind of father. If he is really serious, the children won't like him. As long as the child is happy, he is a good father." The old man laughed.

Everyone laughed when they heard the words. The only one who didn't smile was Father Fang. He touched the board inch on his head, his eyes were a little blank.

At this time, Mrs. Fang, who was sitting next to him, quietly patted the back of his hand, then grabbed his hand and gave him a smile.

Father Fang finally grinned.