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Because of some “fantastic” misunderstandings, Xixi put down the habit of going to Dad when he had a problem, and decided to figure out how to cut the paper.
I saw little girl sitting at the table, looking at the paper that I had just broken my face, and the look of the eyebrows that I pulled down, this poor little appearance, I was very distressed.
She tried to try again, but the effect was not obvious, and the paper was torn and twisted.
The cards that come out of this way can not look good! Xixi pushed the broken part to the other side of the coffee table.
“How did Papa do it?” Xixi glared at his small head and tried hard to remember.
At this time, the little girl’s memory has played a role. She remembered that when Dad used to do manual work with her, she first folded the paper.
“Papa, why are you doing this?”
“Because of this folding, we can press the impression here, and when it is torn open, the paper will crack according to this trace, and it will be neat.”
Xixi’s mind echoed the conversation that Dad had with her.
In fact, Xixi was just asking at random, watching Dad doing things next to him. If you don’t say a few words, it is really boring. But Dad patiently answered her question. I didn’t expect that after so long, this answer came in handy!
The little girl who found the way showed a happy smile on her face. She rushed to the origami. In order to compact the crease, she picked up her small butt and struggled to press the weight of her body on the little hand.
The coffee table is still strong…
After a while, Xixi’s cheerful voice came from the living room: “Okay!”
Little girl pinched two pieces of cut paper, left to look, right, smiled with satisfaction. In fact, when she folded, she did not align the corners. The cut paper was still not completely symmetrical, but Xixi could not see it. She felt that she was very neat!
Xixi happily jumped out of the coffee table and hugged Steamed Bun, who had been inexplicably wronged. Le Taotao said: “Steamed Bun, you are right! We don’t have to go to Papa to help. I have to make it all. Then, then show Papa! Then, then Papa will say, Xixi, you are really amazing, great!”
Little girl said, he was intoxicated in this imagination, and he danced with all his hands.
Steamed Bun is not known, but it doesn’t think too much. The little owner is happy, and it is also happy. It seems that it thinks the little master is playing with it, and he happily picks it up next to him, and his tail is very cheerful.
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Mo Fei, holding her freshly showered, fragrant little 哟 ド ド 矗 矗 矗 矗 X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X
“Xixi, what are you doing?” Mo Fei curiously scraped the past.
Xixi, who was very serious just now, didn’t pay attention. After hearing her mother’s voice, she looked up and looked at her mother with bright eyes. She said, “I am doing homework!”
“Do you do your own work? Do you want Mama to teach you?” Mo Fei asked with concern. She has not passed the Yang Yi ditch, thinking that Yang Yi is busy cooking to not accompany Xixi.
However, at this moment Xixi is very satisfied with the state of his own exploration, and is bent on doing this homework, will be praised by his father. I saw the little girl waved again and again: “No, no, Papa said that I have to do my homework!”
Mo Fei raised his eyebrows in surprise and smiled. “Okay, then do it yourself.”
However, at this moment, Xiao You Chuang’s curtain 忱锾 隽诵∩碜 隽诵∩碜 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小
I don’t know if he wants to play with his sister, or he is curious about his sister’s pen or something else.
“Can’t bother my sister to do homework, let’s see what Papa has done for us today!” Mo Fei stood up and smiled and walked to the kitchen.
After a while, the open kitchen door had a strong broth scent, and Steamed Bun couldn’t help but climb up from the ground, spit his tongue, and stared at the direction of the kitchen.
Xixi is still struggling to deal with her homework.
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When Dad finished the meal, Xixi also completed her homework. Just finished, little girl couldn’t wait to drop the pen and ran to the kitchen, pulling her father’s hand: “Papa, I’m done!”
The little eyes she had hoped for didn’t know how much she expected her father’s compliments.
Yang Yi came out with her and looked at Xixi’s homework. He first looked at the top one, Xixi’s math assignments.
“A puppy?” Yang Yi saw the number of Xixi’s twisted words on paper, and some corresponding paintings, some of which pointed inaccurately at the pattern above.
Obviously, Xixi, who hasn’t learned to write, uses the combination of graphics and text to do this job. Just like the letter she wrote before, Yang Yi also encouraged Xixi to use her painting skills to do homework. Otherwise, how can these little jobs, like these little girls who just started schooling, complete these assignments?
“A doggie, it’s Steamed Bun!” Xixi said with a smile.
She couldn’t wait for Dad to guess and actively told her father: “Then, then there are two eyes, Steamed Bun’s eyes, three cats, Little Clever, Little Gray, and Duoduo…”
It is also difficult for her to draw the specific objects of each and everyone. Although they can’t be said exactly the same, Xixi’s painting level has improved a lot in recent years, especially the integration of cartoon style. Yang Yi thinks Xixi is still very good. Recognized!
“Yes, your math homework is doing very well, fully exerting your imagination, and you have painted so many paintings yourself. You see ten pillows. You still have ten pillows on it. Dad believes you are sure. I did my homework very seriously.” Yang Yi smiled and touched Xixi’s small head. “After I’m done, is it a sense of accomplishment?”
Xixi smiled and twisted and twisted, sorry to admit.
Just when Yang Yi viewed the homework and praised Xixi, Lan Xin came with her mother! Mo Fei pressed the remote door lock of the yard, and Lan Xin rushed to the ground and ran over.
“Xin’er, have you finished your homework?” Yang Yi greeted Wu Jingjing and asked Lan Xin casually.
“What homework?” Lan Xin ran away from Yang Yi and threw a sentence and ran to Xixi.
“Today’s class, the teacher’s homework!” Yang Yi actually looked at Lan Xin’s absent-minded look, and he already had the answer.
“Where does she do her homework!” Wu Jingjing said with a wry smile. “When she got home, she sat in front of the TV and watched the cartoon, yelling that she was not willing to move. If she didn’t say that she would come to your house to eat, she would not move. Just ass.”
Yang Yi looked at Lan Xin, who was smiling with Xixi, and shook his head helplessly.
“Big Brother Lan haven’t come back yet?” Mo Fei asked curiously with Wu Jingjing. “Isn’t he finished the meeting?”
Wu Jingjing smiled and pointed to Yang Yi and said: “Then you have to ask your husband, he said that he wants to buy an island or something, and let our family Lao Lanzhi go to Jinling.”
“Would you like to buy an island?” Mo Fei asked with amazement to Yang Yi.
Yang Yi nodded lightly and said: “Big Brother Lan went to Beijīng this time. It is said that there are many new policies to pass. Like private lease of islands, the length of land can be extended to one hundred years. I discussed with him. It’s better to rent out the training island next to the land in Jinling.
Mo Fei also asked casually, she was not interested in the business of Yang Yi.
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