Eh, this phone is so magical!
It wasn't that Little Soprano had never seen her parents talk on the phone before. However, standing in front of her sister and watching her press the red button for a while before she started talking, it could be said that this was the first time she had seen it from such a close distance. This feeling was different!
Tong Tong stared at his sister with his big, curious eyes. Although his sister was happily talking to Sister Fishy, Tong Tong did not pay attention to what his sister was talking about. His gaze finally landed on the phone that was pressing against his sister's skirt.
After a while, Xi Xi finished making the first call. She put down the phone and moved it to the sofa beside her. She got down from Tong Tong's side excitedly and ran to the kitchen in a hurry. "I'm going to look for Papa!"
Tong Tong did not want to look for Papa. He was very interested in the phone now.
It was just as well that his sister was leaving! He did not have to ask his sister to share the phone with him.
Tong Tong came back to his senses and grinned happily. He reached out his small hand and hooked it … His hand was too short to reach the phone! Tong Tong was not discouraged. He swiftly pressed down on the sofa and climbed up with his butt sticking out.
Tong Tong followed his sister's example and grabbed the phone. What was interesting was that he didn't pull the receiver down. The receiver was facing his hair, and the receiver was facing his chin. If it weren't for the wrong position, the little guy would have really made a phone call!
"Huh? Wow? Huh? " Tong Tong mumbled a few times. However, he realized that there was no sound from the phone as he had expected. He looked at the phone in his hand suspiciously.
That's right. My sister pressed the red button on the phone when she made the call!
Tong Tong was very good at imitating. He followed his sister's example and pressed the button on the phone.
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Xi Xi ran to report her "work" progress to her father. After a while, Yang Yi pushed her out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "Since you have asked about Fishy, you can record her situation on the form that we just gave you. You can make a decision after you have tallied up everyone's situation."
"Alright! But, but Little Fishy is fine with anything! "Xi Xi turned around and said to her father hesitantly.
"It's the same. Put a tick in every box," Yang Yi said.
When they arrived at the living room, Yang Yi planned to instruct Xi Xi to do the first statistics before going back. However, to their surprise, they saw Tong Tong talking to the phone with a serious face.
"No, no, there!" The little fellow was still waving his little hands as if he was very anxious. When he saw his sister appear, he seemed to have an inspiration. "Mommy, Sister said …"
Why was this kid playing with his phone?
Who was he talking to?
Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted and reached out to Tong Tong for the phone. Tong Tong also felt that he could not express himself clearly. When he saw his father, it was as if he had seen his savior. He quickly passed the phone to his father.
However, he still did not know that he had done something wrong. He giggled and looked at his father expectantly. He wanted to see how his father would make the phone call.
"Hello, I'm sorry. Just now …" After Yang Yi took the phone and was about to explain and apologize, he found that there was only a long "beep" sound coming from the receiver. Obviously, the other party had hung up at some point.
Or, Tong Tong did not make the call at all?
Then why was he talking so enthusiastically?
Yang Yi did not know whether to laugh or cry as he put the phone back. Then, he picked up Tong Tong and pinched his chubby little face. He laughed and said, "Why are you playing with your phone? You can't play with these electronic devices casually! "
Tong Tong blinked and pointed at his sister, who was putting the phone back in her original position. Xi Xi was more active in helping her brother. She raised her head and reached out to hold her father's wrist. She whispered, "Papa, don't scold my brother. My brother only played with his phone because he saw that I was talking on the phone …"
"Oh, oh …" When Tong Tong heard his sister's words, he seemed to feel that the atmosphere was not right. He knew that he had done something wrong, so he hesitantly leaned against his father's chest and did not dare to speak carelessly.
Last time, he tore his sister's book and was scolded by his father! When he made a mistake, his father was scarier … The witty Tong Tong felt that it was better for him to be obedient at this time.
Yang Yi was not angry that Tong Tong and Xi Xi had made the wrong judgment. He just felt that it was funny, especially when Tong Tong pretended to hold the phone and talk on the phone, but no one was talking to him. Yang Yi felt that it was funny when he thought about it.
"It's okay." Yang Yi smiled and touched Tong Tong's little nose. He said softly, "Papa is not scolding you. It's just that you don't know how to use the phone yet. When you grow up, Papa and Mama will teach you how to use the phone!"
Tong Tong playing with the phone was just a small episode, and he did not make a big mistake like calling the police. Therefore, after Yang Yi gently covered it up, he let Xi Xi continue with her work.
…
"Papa, look!" After making phone calls all morning, the little girl finally finished counting. She ran over and stuffed her booklet into her father's hands. She looked at her father's face expectantly, hoping that her father would praise her.
"Very good! You've finished counting. " Yang Yi did not let his daughter down. After taking a look at Xi Xi's statistics, he gave the little girl a thumbs-up.
Xi Xi smiled and snuggled up to her father with satisfaction. She said, "Papa, what should we do next?"
Yang Yi gestured at the table and analyzed it for Xi Xi. "Look at the vertical bar. Many people are not free on Wednesday, and many on Thursday and Friday. Just as Papa guessed, they are free on the weekend. Yes, but Qiqi is not free on Saturday … "
Xi Xi had a good memory. She quickly said to her father, "Because, because Qiqi is going to have piano lessons! She told me that she wants to learn piano! "
"Piano lessons? If there is an arrangement, it will be difficult to adjust. Nan Zhaoyu is not free on Saturday and Sunday, and only Nan Zhaoyu is not free on Sunday. What does he want to do? "Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.
"Zhaoyu? Well, well, he doesn't want to do anything … "Xi Xi also thought for a while before connecting the dots. Her eyes lit up and she said to her father," I know, Zhaoyu said that his Papa and Mom are going to do something, and then they are not free! "
Yang Yi could roughly guess what the situation was. After Nan Yiyun got better, he often attended some calligraphy activities to earn some tuition for Nan Zhaoyu's college fees. Nan Zhaoyu's mother also had to accompany him. Sometimes they would take Nan Zhaoyu, and sometimes they would let him read at home. Therefore, sometimes on weekends, when Xi Xi invited her friends to her house to play, Nan Zhaoyu often regretted that he could not come.
However, Yang Yi's eyes flashed with a strange light.
He said in his heart, "Should I kick this kid out … He is obviously a boy, why does he play with girls all day?"
However, he only thought about it for a moment. Soon, he shook his head and tossed the thought away. It was not worthwhile to scheme against a child!
Therefore, Yang Yi smiled and said to Xi Xi, "That's easy. We can ask. Since his parents are not free, let's see if they agree. We will pick up Nan Zhaoyu on Sunday and visit with them. After the visit, we will send him back. I think his parents will agree. "
"Yes! If Zhaoyu's Papa and Mom agree, that would be great! "Xi Xi nodded with joy.
Yang Yi rubbed the little girl's head with jealousy and said with a smile, "Go and make the call! This is your job! "
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