For Xi Xi's name, the word "Yang" in "Yang Xi" was not bad, and the little girl learned it quickly. However, when it came to the word "Xi", Xi Xi encountered a problem.
Under the guidance of her father, the little girl, who was clever with her hands, understood it easily. However, because the word "Xi" was too complicated, she would always forget the details here and there.
"Don't write the turn of the word" S "directly. You have to write it stroke by stroke. Look at me …" Yang Yi was also very patient, and he tirelessly corrected the details for Xi Xi.
Even so, Xi Xi learned the two words for almost an hour, which was longer than the time she spent doing homework every day.
"Come, try it yourself." Yang Yi let go of his daughter's hand and encouraged her.
Without her father's guidance, Xi Xi was not used to it at first. Although she could still write according to the example above, the strokes were crooked.
However, the improvement was obvious. After a while, she gradually became proficient. The two words "Yang Xi" were also written in a good way.
It was almost there. Did such a small child expect her to write like a calligrapher?
Yang Yi rubbed Xi Xi's little head, who was sitting at the children's desk and writing, and said softly, "Okay, Xi Xi, you've written very well. Go and play for a while! Look, Xiao Guai has come to call you! "
Xiao Guai, who was closest to Xi Xi, was still curious about why the little master did not come to play with him for so long. He raised his tail and wandered around nearby. From time to time, he would raise his head and look at the little master.
Previously, it had always come over to rub against Xixi's little feet, but it had been chased away by the hateful poop-picker several times. Little Guai could only express its anticipation in this way, as if it was saying, "Little Master, can you see me? I'm here! I'm here! "
However, Xi Xi did not want to play with him today. The little girl, who had been thinking about the whole time, had just been liberated. She hurriedly pestered her father to tell her a story, "PaPa, PaPa, quickly tell me the story of the child monster! Is it powerful or not? "
Since Xi Xi performed very well today, Yang Yi simply gave the little girl a reward. He moved and jumped to an empty place in the living room. Shido, who was playing in the living room, was startled and jumped to the sofa with a meow.
"Speaking of which, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie found the Fire Cloud Cave. They beat up the little monster until it ran back crying. It cried with the little monster. The little monster had a white face and red lips. His hair was tied up in a bun, and there was a red cinnabar dot between his eyebrows …"
As Yang Yi gestured, he narrated the story vividly. Xi Xi couldn't help but hold her breath. Her watery eyes stared fixedly at her father as she listened to the story with rapt attention.
Xiao Guai, who was at the side, tilted his head and glanced at the hateful poop-picker. When he realized that he seemed to be ignoring him, he secretly wandered around his little master and stuck to him.
However, today, Xiao Guai had no way to snatch the little master's favor from "Red Boy"!
…
The next day.
"It seems that everyone has finished writing. Teacher Mu has already seen everyone's efforts. However, there are still a few children who have to perform. Nan Zhaoyu, your handwriting is very beautiful. And Yang Luoqi, you can write your own name independently. Very good!"
"Lastly, the teacher has to specially praise Yang Xi, who is going to receive the little red flower today. Yang Xi has made great progress. She can write such a complicated name completely and beautifully. Shouldn't everyone give her a round of applause?"
Under the uneven applause and the envious gazes of her friends, especially Lan Xin, who couldn't write the word "Xin" no matter how hard she tried, Xi Xi puffed out her small chest and received a little red flower in front of Teacher Mu!
This was the first little red flower that Xi Xi received. When she was learning to dance, although Xi Xi danced quite well, the one who received the little red flower was Yang Luoqi.
This honor was something that Xi Xi had been looking forward to for a long time. Wearing the little red flower, the little girl's joyful smile almost never stopped.
Even when she was sleeping in the afternoon, the little girl's lips curled up in her sleep as if she was dreaming of something happy.
However, extreme joy begets sorrow. Xi Xi insisted on wearing the little red flower to take an afternoon nap. In the end, when she woke up in the afternoon, the little red flower was squashed by her … In addition, she was angry when she woke up. The little girl cried sadly!
"Woo woo …" Perhaps there was regret, perhaps there was unwillingness, but when it gathered in her heart, it was a sadness that couldn't be resolved. This made Xi Xi cry in Teacher Shen's arms.
No matter how Teacher Shen coaxed her, it was useless. Xi Xi's eyes were swollen from crying. Her tear-stained face made people feel pity for her.
Fortunately, Teacher Shen carried Xi Xi outside under the shade of a tree to comfort her. Otherwise, Lan Xin and Yang Luoqi's melancholy golden beans would fall from their eyes.
It was Teacher Mu who cut the unused red paper and made a little red flower for Xi Xi on the spot. Only then did the little girl stop crying and smile. This time, after experiencing the painful "loss", Xi Xi was even more careful to protect the little red flower pinned to her chest. She didn't let anyone touch it.
In the afternoon, Yang Yi went to pick up Xi Xi. The little girl, who had already been through the rain, ran over with a smile on her face. She couldn't wait to show her little red flower to her father.
"PaPa, look, come down and have a look. Xi Xi's name is here. Hee hee, Teacher Mu asked Xi Xi to write it. Only Xi Xi's flower has a name!" Xi Xi took her father's hand and asked him to squat down and look at the little red flower on her chest.
"Let me see!" Yang Yi also attached great importance to his daughter's first reward, so he reached out his hand at once.
"Oh, you can't touch it. It will be broken." Xi Xi pouted and quickly stepped back to protect the little red flower.
"Well, PaPa won't touch it. I'll just take a look. Look at Xi Xi's name." Yang Yi said quickly.
Only then did Xi Xi agree.
However, Xi Xi's name was a little covered by the petals in the middle. He couldn't see it if he didn't open it.
After all, he was a father, and the treatment he received was different from others. He didn't know what kind of mental struggle the little girl went through, but she finally said hesitantly, "Then you can touch PaPa, just a little. You can't break it!"
Looking at the little girl's treasured look, Yang Yi knew that he had to get her a small glass box and put it in it. Otherwise, Xi Xi would be heartbroken if it was broken at home.
However, even if Xi Xi didn't care about it, Yang Yi would keep it. After all, it was the first small prize his daughter had won!
"PaPa, let's go back. You have to take a picture of me and send it to Mom!" Sitting in the car, Xi Xi couldn't stop. She lowered her head and gently fiddled with the folds of the little red flower as she spoke.
"Well, of course, I have to let your mother know about such a happy event." Yang Yi turned the steering wheel and said with a smile.
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