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What are they talking about? In fact, I don’t have to use my best efforts to find out. Yang Yi can also guess if Lan Xin is anxious. She is looking for Xixi to help! After all, in terms of storytelling, Xixi is an “expert”! Just talking about something delicious, Lan Xin is also an “expert”, can say that the head is the same!
After a while, the two little girls all looked like a brow, and after Xixi finished speaking, she turned and went upstairs. Lan Xin stumbled into the stairwell for a while and seemed to be waiting for Xixi down.
Xiao Yong was very good at knocking on the model. He looked at it in confusion for a while. He felt that his sister ran out to play, and he couldn’t sit on the small bench. Hey, he wanted to stand up, Mo Fei pulled him, he still didn’t Call it up.
“Don’t worry, my sister will be back soon, we have to listen to Elder Sister Xin’er telling the story!” Mo Fei had to bring the little guy back into his arms.
“Okay! Not waiting for Xixi, I have to tell the story first!” Not long after, Lan Xin seemed to see something, squatting, running back to the middle of the banquet, a pair of words to speak out.
Mo Fei was a little surprised and asked, “Why don’t you wait for Xixi? Let Xixi also see you telling stories!”
Lan Xin said something, and said, “Oh, no, you can’t wait for Xixi, we have to tell the story first.”
Yang Yi gently raised his eyebrows. He looked at Lan Xin with a funny look. When Lan Xin ran back, Yang Yi clearly heard Xixi’s footsteps from the upstairs, although Xixi was deliberately placed in slow motion. It seems a little bit, but who is Yang Yi? Can this footsteps still hold him?
“Well, Xin’er, you tell the story, we are all ready to listen, I believe, Xixi can also hear you tell the story!” Yang Yi simply helped the two mysterious little girls However, in the last sentence, he said meaningful.
Lan Xin didn’t hear the clue, and Mo Fei was a look of sorrow and smile.
“Well, I want to tell the story!” Lan Xin nodded rejoicing, and she said confidently, “There is a farmer uncle who has planted a lot of watermelons!”
I don’t know why, at this time, Yang Yi heard the sound of Xixi, where he was anxiously walking around the stairwell.
Regardless of Xixi, Lan Xin is telling a story. The style of her storytelling is simpler. There are no extra words, just the gestures on the hand.
It seems that the little girl is also in the same situation, and the dance is like a round watermelon.
To change Xixi, I am afraid that Xixi will use a lot of adjectives or details to describe it. Lan Xin is straightforward and straightforward.
However, this effect is very good, Xiao Yong painted a coal shovel, did not struggle in the mother’s arms, and concentrated on looking at Lan Xin sister.
Lan Xin a little forgot the words behind, and she was a little embarrassed. She sneaked back and glanced at the TV screen, and then quickly turned back, as if she was worried that Yang Daddy would see a penalty.
“But the watermelon was eaten by the thief, and the peasant uncle cried!” Lan Xin said. “Then the farmer uncle wants to catch the thief, the thief is here!”
Her story is really simple… I saw Lan Xin yelling and pointing at it, squinting at Xixi, who was rushing to the stairwell, and motioning for her to come out.
Yang Yi seemed to understand something. He looked forward to it. Sure enough, a little girl wearing a panda pajamas and a hooded hat with two round, black little ears jumped out of the stairwell.
Seeing this scene, Yang Yi knew that he had guessed it right. Xixi really went upstairs to get the panda pajamas. At the time of the giant panda base, Xixi and Lan Xin saw the little pandas of the giant pandas. In addition to the dolls, they also bought this set of giant panda zipper one-piece pajamas!
but……
It was a hot day, and I couldn’t wear this plush pajamas. Yang Yi had already washed Xixi and washed it back into her big closet, but I didn’t expect the little girl to turn over.
Of course, the effect of the giant panda pajamas is still there. Mo Fei stunned and smiled, and the small glaze smacked his big eyes. The little arm waved and seemed to recognize his sister. After a while, I took my mother’s hand and snorted: “Sister! Hey!”
Not only did people react, but the three fat British Shorthairs, who had been shaking their tails boringly on the cat’s climbing frame, saw Xixi, the giant panda jumping out, and hit an elf, setting a head on the cat’s climbing frame.
However, they lingered for a while and felt bored. They continued to hang their heads and blink their eyes. They didn’t know whether they were sleeping or observing in the dark.
Steamed Bun ran his tail and ran for two laps.
“It turned out that the giant panda stole the watermelon!” Lan Xin leaned over and bulged and pointed at Xixi.
Xixi, who was bored in the velvet pajamas, couldn’t help but open her hat and saw her sweat on her face. It was really stuffy. However, Xixi was not worried about this. She took off her hat and pouts her mouth. Just to say what I have just started to squat in the stairwell.
“No, Xin’er, have you said anything yet! You have to turn on the lights to see that I am a giant panda!” Xixi said.
“Ooh! Yes, turn on the lights first!” Lan Xin suddenly realized that she had quickly made a light-opening action.
“There is still!” Xixi said anxiously. “You have to say it at the beginning, a long time ago.”
It turned out that the little girl had just moved in the stairwell because of this. However, when it comes out, Xixi is much more fun, telling stories, after all, it’s been a long time ago!
Yang Yi Some not to know whether or not to laugh at Xixi. He couldn’t help but whispered: “Xixi, can’t interrupt Xin’er, it’s rude, you have to let her finish the story first. ”
Courtesy is one thing, Yang Yi is actually a little distressed daughter, this story is finished, let Xixi take off the thick pajamas, see her hot forehead sweating, Yang Yi is also somewhat unstable.
Then, Lan Xin continued to tell the story. Of course, she didn’t create many lines. She basically read the dialogue above, but Lan Xin’s performance and Xixi’s cooperation still made this little story interesting and interesting.
Especially the scene where Xixi was pitiful for mercy.
I saw little girl bent down and squatted, and twisted the little butt in the panda pajamas and pleaded: “…how can you punish me, twist your ears, hit the board, and kick your ass!”
Seeing this scene, both Mo Fei and Yang Yi laughed. Xiao Ue Ping Ping apologized to her mother’s rhythm and looked at her eyes.
Finally, they finished the show, and Yang Yi distressedly let Xixi take off her pajamas.
In this weather, air conditioning, Xixi is also hot brow beaded with sweat, she is squatting on her pajamas because she just put it directly, while squatting and saying: “Xin’er, hurry, you haven’t finished yet! Say it’s a summary, otherwise, my Papa can’t give you good results!”
“But, but what do you say in the end?” Lan Xin was anxious to turn to Xixi for help. She really couldn’t write anything.
Yang Yi smiled slightly. He was ready to speak and said: “Xin’er, do you think this story is mainly about what kind of truth?”
Lan Xin blinked and said: “The giant panda broke the watermelon of the farmer’s uncle.”
“Is it right? You just said that the giant panda is a thief who steals the farmer’s uncle!” Yang Yi laughed.
“Of course it’s wrong! How can I steal the watermelon of the farmer’s uncle?” Lan Xin said indignantly. “The watermelon of the farmer’s uncle is also very hard to plant! I have also planted vegetables, but it is difficult to grow!”
Perhaps inspired by the summaries of Xixi’s previous story, Lan Xin also analyzed this way.
This made Yang Yi a little surprised. He found that his judgment with Teacher Li Ruolan might be right! Because it seems that Lan Xin is a little girl with a sense of justice, and the previous behavior is just a small mistake she didn’t care about!
“That’s right!” Yang Yi smiled and hit the fist and encouraged to say, “This way, you think in turn, if the giant panda wants to eat watermelon and can’t steal the peasant’s watermelon, what should it do? If you can understand, then you can tell the truth of this story!”
Lan Xin smiled. She smiled and rushed and said: “I know, I know that if a giant panda wants to eat watermelon and can’t steal the watermelon of the farmer’s uncle, it should first ask the farmer’s uncle, and say, the farmer. Uncle, I seem to eat watermelon, can I eat a watermelon?”
Xixi is also on one side, with a small smile on his head: “right right right !”
“Very good, in fact, if you can be a little more powerful, it is better to tell the deeper meaning of these two stories! For example, these two stories actually tell us a very simple truth, we have to understand What is ours, what is others, if it is ours, ok, no problem, it doesn’t matter how you deal with it! But if it’s something else, like a pear on the roadside, or a watermelon from a farmer’s uncle, we try not to Others, but if you really want it, you should take the initiative to ask others to see if others are willing to give us. This is a very basic etiquette and ethics that must be observed!”
Yang Yi smiled and said to Xixi and Lan Xin with a thumbs up. “Of course! You actually performed very well tonight! Exceeding my expectations, I can continue to train you to tell stories.” Ability!”
These compliments made Xixi and Lan Xin very happy, but Lan Xin was a little nervous. She looked at Yang Daddy with her eyes open and twisted her feet on the floor, waiting to hear her most anticipated words.
Since today’s goal has been achieved, Yang Yi will certainly satisfy her: “Yes, tonight, Xixi and Xin’er both of you are very good at telling the story, so I think you should all get what I promised before. Reward!”
The voice did not fall, and Xixi and Lan Xin couldn’t wait to cheer.
“Yeah! Too good, Xin’er can also go to Taiwan to play!”
“Hey, hey!” Lan Xin was also happy to know what to say, and she held Xixi and jumped and jumped.
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