Yang Chonggui and Yang Yi's attitude towards Xixi was still a little different. The old man doted on his granddaughter! They were playing house upstairs, but when Xi Xi said that she wanted to play in the living room, a bigger place, the old man came down with a big box containing Xi Xi's dolls and other toys.
Then, Yang Chonggui sat on the sofa and smiled as he watched the two girls arrange the troops.
"This is Mom, this is Papa …" Xi Xi took out the dolls from the box.
"I want to be a mother." Lan Xin leaned over and shouted as she threw herself on the dolls.
"Why?" Xi Xi was a little unhappy. She also liked the dolls.
"Because, because you were a mother last time. It's my turn to be a mother! "Lan Xin said.
Xi Xi thought for a while and reluctantly accepted this reason. "Okay, then I'll be Papa. I can cook. But I want to be the older sister, and you'll be the younger brother. "
Yang Chonggui didn't know what they were talking about. Anyway, it was very interesting to watch the two girls play.
"Big Bear is good. It won't do bad things. And this Big Bad Wolf is bad …"
Finally, after being busy for a while, Xi Xi finished setting up the house. The little girl was quite satisfied. She put the panda dolls next to her, which made her feel safe.
More than a dozen dolls had their own roles. Lan Xin was busy naming them, but they were all based on the color of the dolls.
"The Big Bad Wolf is called Big Bad Wolf." Lan Xin pointed at the husky pillow that was recognized as the Big Bad Wolf. The "Big Bad Wolf" was leaning against the leg of the coffee table, and on the other side of the coffee table was a terrifying primitive forest.
"Haha, Big Bad Wolf, I thought Little Bad Wolf was Little Bad Wolf." Xi Xi's imagination was rich, and she suddenly laughed.
Maybe it heard its name, Little Bad Wolf, who was lying comfortably on the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, turned its head and looked at its little master in confusion.
Could it be that they were going to feed him?
However, Little Gray only meowed and lazily swung its tail to the other side. It had no intention of coming over.
Hmph, I won't be fooled if I can't see the dried fish.
However, Little Gray's movements made Lan Xin look over. Her eyes lit up as she said, "Xi Xi, can we let Little Gray play too? It can be a big tiger, but big tigers are also bad guys. They're even worse than big bad wolves. I've seen them on TV before. They're super powerful! "
Xi Xi was a little moved by Lan Xin's words, and Lan Xin's words also evoked her memories. The little girl beamed with joy and said, "I know the big tiger. I saw it in the zoo with Papa and Brother Yanbo, but Brother Yanbo didn't play with me."
This time, Xi Xi did not stray too far from the topic. She also agreed to add a villain. She was a little tired of always playing the big bad wolf.
However, Little Gray ignored Xi Xi, who was eagerly inviting it to join. The two little girls had to get up and pull Little Gray away. However, when it saw Lan Xin, the big devil, walking towards it, Little Gray, who had a psychological trauma, shivered and hurriedly got up and slipped onto its own cat tree.
"Oh, Little Gray doesn't want to play with us anymore," Xi Xi looked at Little Gray's big round face, pouted her small mouth, and said a little sadly.
Yang Chonggui, who was watching from the side, saw his granddaughter's aggrieved look and was immediately unhappy.
Whoa! It's just a domestic cat. How dare it embarrass my granddaughter? "
The old man stood up from the sofa and valiantly said, "Little Yang Xi, watch grandpa. Grandpa will help you catch it to play with you."
Yang Chonggui's appearance immediately made Little Gray smell a sense of danger. It stared closely at Yang Chonggui. Seeing him walk closer step by step, it felt more and more uneasy. It hurriedly jumped and wanted to slip away.
This was the cat's territory — at least in the eyes of Little Gray and the others. Little Gray and Little Well-Behaved often used their strong skills to tease the clumsy big dog Steamed Bun.
However, Little Gray was destined to suffer a tragedy today.
Yang Chonggui was old but strong. His eyes were sharp and his hands were fast. When Little Gray jumped up, he suddenly stretched out his hands and caught Little Gray in midair.
"Grandpa is so amazing!" Xi Xi looked at her grandpa's "brave" performance and couldn't help but hold her small hands. Her two big eyes sparkled as she looked at her grandpa.
"Too amazing!" Lan Xin was also full of worship.
Yang Chonggui was being worshipped by his granddaughter. He grabbed the screaming Little Gray and felt as if he had hit a big tiger. The old man and the young man madly shook their eyebrows at Xi Xi.
At the door, Steamed Bun, who was happily playing in the grass, happened to see the scene of Little Gray screaming.
There was actually someone who could defeat the Great Demon King Little Gray? In Steamed Bun's heart, Little Gray was very fierce!
Steamed Bun stared blankly at Little Gray being pressed on the carpet. Steamed Bun's dog eyes showed a trace of fear. Perhaps he was afraid that he would also be beaten by the old man. Steamed Bun lowered his head and ran away with his tail between his legs.
"You have to play with the children, understand?" Yang Chonggui educated Little Gray. Although he let go of his hand, Little Gray wanted to run and was immediately caught back. After being tossed around a few times, Little Gray dejectedly accepted his fate.
"Xi Xi, I think Grandpa can be a hunter." Lan Xin looked at all of this and her eyes suddenly lit up as she said.
"Yes, yes! Grandpa is a hunter. He will protect us. " Xi Xi also felt that this was a good idea. She grabbed a plastic toy that looked like a pirate holding a sword and walked towards Yang Chonggui.
"Grandpa doesn't need it. Grandpa will just watch you guys play!" Yang Chonggui hurriedly waved his hand. In any case, he used to be a hero of Traversing Four Seas. How could he play house with children, especially a little girl?
"Grandpa, play with us!" Xi Xi held Yang Chonggui's hand, pouted her little mouth, and shook it.
Yang Chonggui couldn't stand his granddaughter's soft and cute voice when she started acting spoiled.
"Okay, okay, Grandpa will play with you guys." Yang Chonggui could only take the pirate toy and accept Xi Xi's arrangement, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
After some time, Yang Yi came back. The recording in the morning was pretty good, so he came back earlier in the afternoon. Passing by the grassland that was turned into mud, Yang Yi saw Murphy, who couldn't do heavy work, passing orange juice to Yang Qing, Zheng Shuyi, and the others.
"Where's Dad and Xi Xi? Did they go out to the lake again? " Yang Yi greeted Yang Qing and then said to Mo Fei with a smile. At the same time, he took the plate from his wife's hand.
"No, Xin Er came over to play. Dad is looking after them in the living room. Mom went to make lunch." Murphy had something to do, so she was in a good mood.
"Then I'll go and see them." Yang Yi helped Murphy to a chair and sat down.
As soon as he walked in, Yang Yi heard Xi Xi and Lan Xin shouting, "Grandpa, Grandpa Hunter, Mom was taken away by a big tiger. Save her."
"Grandpa Hunter, save me." He saw Lan Xin holding a doll and pressing it on Little Gray's head. She was also pressing Little Gray from behind.
Although Little Gray was also very fat … But at this moment, Little Gray's big round face was really grayish-blue, the kind that had nothing to live for.
What surprised Yang Yi was the old man who still couldn't let go of the "burden of being an idol". The white-haired old man grabbed the pirate toy and shouted with a serious face, "Ha, tiger, come here!"
The pirate toy's arm that could move was holding a sword. The old man moved it around as if he was waving a sharp blade.
"Haha, haha …" Xi Xi was amused by her grandpa's shout. She laughed so hard that she lay on the panda and forgot to continue making up the next story.
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