609 Visiting the Bookstore with Dad (2/4)
Chapter 609 Visiting the Bookstore with Dad (24)
Lu Weisha's father said rightly that children's childhood should not only be accompanied by toys and TV sets, but also accompanied by some books with words and illustrations. Yang Yi also wanted to cultivate Xixi's interest in reading, so after dinner tonight, Yang Yi took Xixi out to buy children's books.
Because Murphy was at home, Yang Yi was worried. He didn't take Xixi to Haihong Children's Mall in Binhai District. partition.
"Baba, can I come down and walk by myself?" Not long after Yang Yi picked up the little girl, she felt that shopping in the mall in her father's arms was not enough, and struggled to get down.
"Then you can't run around, there are adults here, and you will be knocked down if you're not careful." Yang Yi had to put Xixi down and warned. Watching her daughter grow up day by day, both good and bad, now she is no longer obsessed with her father's arms.
However, there doesn't seem to be anything bad. Xixi seems to be getting less skinny gradually. After listening to her father's "scare", she really didn't run around. She also stuffed her small hand into her father's big hand. .
"Baba, I want you to pull me." Xixi didn't know what she was enjoying, she raised her head and said to her father with a smile, her sweet voice still had a strong dependence on her father.
Yang Yi held Xixi's small hand with knitted gloves and looked at the little girl's beautiful smiling eyes, and her mood suddenly became brighter.
They came to the children's book section of the bookstore, with a dazzling array of books and colorful patterns on the covers, which immediately dazzled Xixi. The little girl looked left and right, forgetting to move her footsteps.
"Xixi, come and see, what is this?" Yang Yi saw some familiar faces in the bestsellers area, smiled happily, raised his eyebrows with Xixi, and said.
The little girl was still in a state of extreme distraction. She looked at other beautiful patterns and moved to her father's side.
This little confusion makes people feel like they are undefended. I am afraid that anyone who sees it can't help but want to take her away.
"Look at this, what is it?" Yang Yi smiled, took a fairy tale book from the shelf, and shook it towards Xixi.
"What is it?" Xixi looked at her father in confusion.
"Look at this, do you recognize the words on it?" Yang Yi pointed to the title of the book and said to Xixi.
Xixi finally regained her senses and concentrated on looking at the cover. Immediately, the little girl raised her head in surprise, her gloved hand still pressed the word "Xixi" on it, and said to her father, "Baba, this is this. my name."
But soon, the little girl had self-doubt again: "No, no, my name is Yang Xi."
"These two Xi characters!" Yang Yi said with a smile.
"It's my name too!" Xixi finally made her final judgment, looking up at her father in surprise, as if it was her turn to tell her findings, "Baba, this is my name!"
"That's right! Because this is the book that Dad wrote for you. Does the picture above look familiar to you?" Yang Yi smiled and pointed to the cartoon characters interspersed on the cover.
"This is Pinocchio, this is Sid, this is an elephant, a woolly elephant..." The little girl finally recognized it, she said happily.
"Yes, these are the stories Dad told you, a collection of stories, this one is called "Xixi's Bedtime Story 2", and here is "Xixi's Bedtime Story", the first book, And "Journey to the West"..." Yang Yi picked up a few copies and said to Xixi.
"A lot of books!" The little girl looked at her father with a smile on her face. She still couldn't understand the meaning of these, but Xixi was still very happy.
"Lu Weisha's father said that when he returns to Sweden on vacation, he will bring you their country's storybooks to read." Yang Yi said with a smile, "So let's also buy some storybooks written by my father and give them to you in a few days. Lu Weisha, are you alright?"
There is a problem. The storybooks sent by Yang Yi are all in Chinese. Lu Weisha and her father must not understand it, so they can only be given to each other as a cultural gift.
Of course, Yang Yi was inspired by the sale of the copyright of "Prison Break" to foreign countries, and also translated his own works, the most important of which are "Xi Xi's Bedtime Story", but the main purpose is to give those in the United States The film and television manufacturers watched it, so it has not yet been listed for sale.
It is also convenient to make a physical book. Yang Yi asked Lu Benjie to arrange it. After these fairy tale books are released in the United States, he can also send two more copies to Lu Weisha. Of course, this may take a long time.
But Yang Yi still prefers to send Chinese books. After all, the other party is also sending books in their mother tongue, so he must have some cultural self-confidence. Lu Weisha can't understand, but you can learn some Chinese slowly!
"Okay! Baba, is this a gift?" Xixi didn't think much about it, the little girl smiled happily and asked questions.
"Yes, Lu Weisha's father gave us gifts, and we will also give them some gifts in return." Yang Yi said with a slight smile to Xixi.
After losing a few books in the shopping basket, Yang Yi still got down to business, looking for children's books that he or Murphy could read with Xixi before going to bed at night.
However, after flipping through the best-selling bookcase, Yang Yi frowned slightly.
The books here are not suitable for Xixi to read, not to mention how the stories are. Yang Yi hasn't read the stories carefully, but they are all similar to the stories he wrote, preferring to use words to narrate.
The dense small print and gorgeous words are obviously not a book that Xixi can understand at her age. If you really want to see it, at least you have to wait until Xixi is eight or nine years old and can read more.
After turning around a few counters, Yang Yi finally found a counter with books on it, just like comics, with more illustrations. What's more interesting is that there are also many children who came to the mall with their parents and read their books with relish.
There are big and small, the youngest are six or seven years old, they look like elementary school students, and the old ones are in their early 10s. They are all holding a small book, or standing in front of the bookcase, or sitting cross-legged on the ground, or squeezing half of their buttocks on the ground. Sitting on the edge of the bookcase, they were very engaged. Yang Yi walked past them with Xixi, and they didn't look up, as if they didn't realize it.
Xixi looked at these little brothers and sisters curiously, with a hint of yearning in her eyes. She didn't know if she thought reading books was interesting, or if she was just a herd mentality, but this kind of atmosphere really made the little girl want to follow her. They have the same desire to read.
However, compared to other bookcases, the front of this bookcase is a bit crowded. The little girl carefully followed behind her father, following every step of the way, afraid of accidentally stepping on others.
"Which ones do you want to see?" Yang Yi put the shopping basket on a high place, flipped through two random books, and asked Xixi casually.
In this environment, Xixi couldn't help sticking to her father. After hearing her father's question, she raised her head and looked at her father with some confusion.
"I don't know..." the little girl whispered.
She was so quiet that she was afraid of disturbing those little brothers and sisters who were reading books seriously. It seemed that reading was really a sacred thing.
When Xiaohan was a child, he went to the street with his parents and liked to read books in bookstores, especially comic books. The scenes depicted in the books were the experiences of Xiaohan in Xinhua Bookstore when he was a child. It's just a pity that very few people like to go to bookstores now, and Xiaohan is the same. Nowadays, very few children are holding books and reading them with relish. Many people play pesticides with mobile phones and tablets. Playing games is not to be blamed. It's just that those of us who have "come here" will sigh a little "old"