Footsteps could be heard in the dark corridor. As the voice-activated switch was turned on, the dim light illuminated the faces of the pedestrians.
"Here we are, Brother Yang." Ding Xiang took out the key and was about to open the door.
"Wait a minute." Yang Yi raised his hand and stopped Ding Xiang. He stood by the door with a smile and pricked up his ears to listen.
This kind of old-fashioned tube-shaped apartment had poor soundproofing. Yang Yi, who had sharp ears, heard his daughter's giggles coming from the door. Now that Ding Xiang had quieted down, he could hear more clearly.
"Her second mother didn't allow Little Xin to wear shoes, but her elder sister couldn't. Her feet were too big, and only Little Xin could wear crystal shoes. Her feet were too big, and she couldn't fit them in. Later on, she bled!" Xixi seemed to be telling her story.
Although it was a bit vague, Yang Yi guessed that his daughter was talking about the story of Cinderella.
He didn't know what Yang Huan was doing inside. She was screaming, and Xi Xi was laughing like silver bells. She sounded very happy.
It seemed that they were getting along well!
The voice-activated light went off. Yang Yi nodded to Ding Xiang. Seeing that Ding Xiang couldn't see, he said, "Open the door!"
The door opened, and Yang Yi followed Ding Xiang in, just in time to see Xixi convulsing with laughter on the sofa. Her wet hair, which had just taken a shower, was messed up by her rolling around.
Yang Huan was also sitting on the floor. There was no carpet, but she didn't mind that her butt was cold. Yang Huan was barefoot. She was wearing the high heels that Murphy bought for her. She could have put them on, but she pretended to be in pain.
"Huanhuan, what are you doing?" Ding Xiang asked, amused.
Yang Huan saw her brother and Ding Xiang come in. She hurriedly got up from the floor and blushed. She thought to herself, "Oh no, my image is ruined!"
"Papa! You're back! " Xi Xi turned her head and her eyes lit up when she saw her father. She quickly slid down from the sofa and jumped over excitedly with a smile on her face.
Yang Yi quickly bent down and picked up the little fellow.
Every time he came back from a trip, Xi Xi's excited hug was what Yang Yi looked forward to the most. The little girl's sweet and happy smile was definitely the most beautiful thing in the world. How could Yang Yi bear to go out to play and not go home to see his daughter?
However, after Xixi pounced over today, she didn't intimately hug her father's neck or kiss her father's cheek. Then, she sweetly whispered in her father's ear, "PaPa, I missed you so much!"
Not today …
The little girl was hugged by her father, but she suddenly frowned. She leaned closer in disbelief and sniffed her father's face. Then, she quickly covered her mouth and nose with her hands.
"What's wrong?" Yang Yi was confused by her.
"PaPa, you stink!" Xi Xi said in a low, muffled voice.
"Ah?" Yang Yi held his daughter with one hand and sniffed his clothes with the other. He asked in confusion, "I don't stink?"
"Brother Yang, maybe it's because you drank," Ding Xiang reminded him in a low voice.
Yang Huan, who was next to them, was hiding her high heels behind the sofa and pretending as if nothing had happened.
"Really? Is it because of the stink? "Yang Yi asked Xi Xi.
"Your mouth stinks." Xi Xi hurriedly turned her head and covered her father's mouth with her hand. Her white and tender little finger accidentally poked her father's nose.
"Okay, okay! Papa won't talk to you. "Yang Yi turned his head and smiled.
Xi Xi pouted and said unhappily, "PaPa, you're not allowed to drink. Mom and Xi Xi don't like it."
"If Grandpa drinks, Mom will be angry!" The little girl added.
"I see. Then Papa won't drink in the future. Xi Xi will supervise Papa, okay?" Yang Yi smiled and rubbed his daughter's little head. "Did you have fun with Auntie tonight?"
Xi Xi's mood came and went quickly. She immediately said happily, "Yes! Auntie played a movie with me, just like PaPa. She was Little Xin, and it was fun! "
Xi Xi's logic was a bit messy, but Yang Yi understood. He smiled and translated, "Are you saying that she's like the tortoise and the hare that you and Papa played at the Christmas party last time? You tell the story, and then she acts. "
"Yes, yes, but it's not the tortoise and the hare! It's Little Xin's story. "Xi Xi corrected him seriously.
"Yes, Cinderella! Papa knows. Have you taken a bath? "
"Yes!"
After a while of greetings, Yang Yi said goodbye to Yang Huan and Ding Xiang, and was ready to leave with Xi Xi.
"Big Brother, wait a minute. You have to let Xixi finish the story!" Yang Huan said with a conflicted expression as she walked up to Yang Yi while he was helping Xixi put on her shoes.
Yang Huan wanted to protect her image and deliberately not mention what had just happened, but Xi Xi hadn't finished the story, and there was only one part left. She really couldn't bear it.
Yang Yi couldn't help laughing. He patted Xi Xi's little butt and said, "Go, finish the story with your Auntie."
"Okay!" Xi Xi bounced in her shoes and said excitedly, "Little Xin wore those shoes and didn't bleed. Then, then the prince knew that Little Xin was, was …"
"The girl who danced with him at the ball that night." Yang Yi helped his daughter organize her words.
"Yes, yes!" Xi Xi opened her arms and said exaggeratedly, "Then the prince fell in love with Little Xin. They got married and had a baby."
After Xixi finished speaking, she turned her head to look at her father with a gleeful look on her face. She wanted her father to praise her!
"That's right. Xi Xi, you said it well!" Yang Yi clapped his hands and smiled as he gave his daughter a thumbs-up.
Xi Xi waved her arms happily. She didn't even put on the long down jacket properly, and it hid her little hands and covered her little butt.
"That's it?" Yang Huan was still a little unsatisfied.
"That's it!" Xi Xi nodded matter-of-factly.
Yang Huan's heart was itching as she said anxiously, "What about Little Xin's stepmother and her two bad sisters?"
Xi Xi blinked her big eyes. In her memory, her father didn't mention these things. The little girl could only look at her father for help.
"Them? Why do you care about them? As long as Little Xin is happy, it's enough! "Yang Yi smiled and helped Xi Xi out of the predicament.
Originally, the stepmother and the two sisters had a tragic ending, but Yang Yi didn't know about it. He wouldn't tell Xi Xi stories that highlighted the dark side of human nature.
"Little Xin is very happy. She has a baby! Just like MaMa, "Xixi explained to Yang Huan, pretending to be serious.
Although Yang Huan was still a little unwilling, she could only nod helplessly.
On the way home, because there were few buildings and they were close to the Grand Canal, the night wind was especially cold. It was like a knife, cutting Xi Xi's little face painfully.
Yang Yi took off his windbreaker and let Xixi bury her head in his warm embrace. Then, he wrapped the little girl in his windbreaker, just like a kangaroo. However, his chest was bulging, and Xixi's muffled laughter could be heard from time to time as she enjoyed the warmth and a sense of security.
"Why are you so happy?" Yang Yi was a martial artist, and he was not afraid of the cold. He even had the time to play with his daughter. He smiled and said, "Didn't you say daddy smelled just now?"
Xixi was like a little squirrel. She poked her furry little head out of her father's clothes. She blinked her eyes and then hid again. She giggled and said, "It's still smelly."
"Alright …" Yang Yi laughed in surprise.
I'd better not drink in the future.
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