House Dad’s Literary Life

1189 Reverie Under The Shade Of Trees At Noon (2/3)

Chapter 1189 Reverie under the shade of trees at noon (23)

At noon, Xiao Tongtong had already gone to bed, and Xixi and Lan Xin were still happily sitting on the floor of the room on the third floor, playing cards that other children in the village had taught them to play today. Even though it was just the two of them, even though the two little girls were still confused and had their own understandings, arguing while playing, they were still very involved in the game.

However, Xixi suddenly pricked up her ears, as if she heard her father calling her.

"Papa?" Xixi turned her head curiously, looked at it, then stood up and ran to open the door.

Originally, the room was air-conditioned and it was cool, but now when I opened the door, I felt two worlds. The heat wave outside swept in, and Lan Xin who followed behind yelled: "Wow! It's so hot!"

But Xixi felt right, her father called them downstairs, and the little girl poked her head out and yelled crisply: "Papa!"

Yang Yi waved to them downstairs, then pointed to the bamboo bed and bamboo reclining chair that he had just moved out of the house under the shade of a tree next to him, and said with a smile: "Xixi, Xin'er, come down, Today at noon we are resting in the yard, under the shade of trees, to feel the cool breeze of nature, you see, there are bamboo beds, very comfortable!"

Playing downstairs with dad? Of course!

Xixi responded happily, and said, "Okay! I'll go down with Xin'er."

Xixi was very flattering, but Lan Xin wasn't sure. She mustered up her courage and came out against the heat wave to take a look, puffed up her mouth, and shouted reluctantly: "No, I don't want to go down, it's so hot down there!"

"No, there is shade under the tree!" Yang Yi smiled, "Although it is not as comfortable as the air conditioner, we can experience the cool natural breeze!"

"I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want it to be so hot! I want to turn on the air conditioner!" Lan Xin shook her head violently, then ran back to the room while yelling, as if she was afraid that Father Yang would come up and arrest her.

Back in the room, under the air conditioner, the temperature dropped suddenly, and Lan Xin immediately felt much more comfortable! The little chubby girl squinted her eyes triumphantly: Don't go outside, the sun is so hot, you will be roasted into a suckling pig!

But Xixi wanted to experience the new things her father mentioned. She scratched her head in embarrassment and asked, "Xin'er, are you not going down? I want to go down. I haven't slept on the bamboo bed Papa mentioned before!"

"Then you go! I'm upstairs, sleeping with Mom Mo and Xiao Tong Tong!" Lan Xin said nonchalantly.

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There is no way, Lan Xin, who is afraid of the heat, Xixi only needs to come down alone, so that her father's thoughts are not in vain. You know, Yang Yi spent a lot of time cleaning the courtyard this morning, so that she can be comfortable Sit comfortably under the shade of the tree to enjoy the cool!

Otherwise, with Yang Yi's "personality", let him live next to those chickens and ducks, and smell the faint smell floating on the ground, it would be better to kill him.

"Come here! Don't stand under the sun!" Yang Yi lay comfortably on the bamboo recliner, smiled and waved to Xixi.

This bamboo lounge chair was built by Yang Chonggui with the help of village craftsmen. It is not as small and exquisite as the ones sold on the market. There is no creaking sound, and with his long legs, he can easily rest on the legs of the bamboo recliner.

When Xixi came over, Baozi, who was also enjoying the shade and resting under the shade of the tree, was so happy, he wagged his tail, went towards the little master, and followed behind the little master's buttocks, unfortunately, the little master didn't come to play with him.

"Papa, it's very hot outside! So Xin'er doesn't want to come down." Under the guidance of her father, Xixi climbed onto the smooth bamboo bed, sat cross-legged, and smiled condescendingly to her father.

"That's because she's unlucky!" Yang Yi shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "You've just walked under the sun, of course you still feel tired, wait a while, and you'll feel cool!"

"This bed is very cool!" Xixi touched it curiously.

"Xixi, come on, just like Dad." Yang Yi snapped his fingers, and signaled to his daughter with a smile; Come down, close your eyes, let's use our ears and the skin of your face to quietly feel the cool breeze of nature blowing under the shade of the trees..."

Xixi lay down obediently on the bamboo bed, but the little girl's head rested on the pillow stuffed with cassia seeds, she turned sideways again, blinked her big bright eyes, looked at her father, and then continued to imitate her father Facing the dense shade of trees, he closed his eyes comfortably.

There are a few big trees in the courtyard of the house. The one they are enjoying now has a history of decades. The tree cover is like an umbrella, forming a gorgeous green curtain! The scorching sun at noon could not penetrate the layers of leaves, so Xixi closed her eyes, only feeling that the light outside her eyelids was very soft, just like inside the room.

After closing her eyes, the world seemed to become quieter. Xixi felt the gentle breeze that her father said. Although she was a little warm at first, the breeze blew over her body, and the fine fluff on the little girl's face was blown away, sweat After evaporating, the feeling of coolness is slowly brewing!

"Did you feel it? The wind of nature is very fresh, very gentle, very cool, is it more comfortable than the air conditioner?" Yang Yi asked with a smile.

Xixi's long eyelashes trembled, and her big bright eyes opened. She giggled, looked sideways at her father, and said, "I feel so comfortable too! Baba, why, why don't we have such a comfortable home at home?" A bed? This way we can sleep under the tree too!"

"In Jiangcheng?" Yang Yi said with a smile, "If you like, we can have someone make a bed like this, but the trees in our yard are not so big, and it may take a few more days to enjoy the shade so comfortably. year!"

"Is that so?" Xixi blinked regretfully.

"It's okay, we have the opportunity now, let's feel it more!" Yang Yi raised two arms, put them comfortably behind his head, and said softly, "This is also a rare opportunity to get in touch with nature, because many times, we In a big city, you have to face those air conditioners and machines, and you have to face a very busy life. It is very difficult now. There are not many noisy sounds, just quietly listening to the sound of the wind and enjoying the coolness of summer... ..."

In Dad's long speech, Xixi was lying on the bamboo bed. She also raised her legs casually, smiled with crooked eyes, and raised her small hands high, as if she was catching the breeze and reaching for the breeze. Tall, dense foliage.

Just myself and my dad here, quietly, bathed in the natural breeze, I am also very happy!

However, Xixi's little head is not like her father's. She always thinks about many comparisons and complicated emotions. Dad who was about to fall asleep: "Papa, Papa! Do you know what I was thinking just now?"

"What are you thinking?" Yang Yi asked without opening his eyes, listening to his daughter's sweet voice, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"Papa, let me tell you! It's such a big tree, I wonder if there will be little squirrels jumping around on it? Then it may also be looking at me, and it will come out when I am sleeping. I saw it! Hee hee! It's too bad..." The little girl said innocently.

Listening to Xixi's unrestrained narration, Yang Yi originally wanted to smile and explain to the little girl that there can't be little squirrels here. But Yang Yi's heart suddenly moved, because through Xixi's description, a famous cartoon appeared in his mind.

"Xixi, Dad will tell you a very interesting story, okay?" Yang Yi laughed and said softly.

"Okay! Okay! I like papa telling stories!" Xixi responded happily, she turned sideways, opened her big eyes, and looked at her father with joy.

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