House Dad's Literary Life

“Rough hair”1 The sound of a milky voice was also trying to shout.

Yang Yi was carrying a big bag and a small bag, and Xixi was also following behind her father, carrying her little schoolbag. “Ah,” she cried, moving a small step as if with great difficulty.

They were moving today and the little girl wanted to help his father. But she’s not even four years old, what can she do for him?

Yang Yi could not resist her. In her little schoolbag, she put two picture books he bought for her and let her carry them on her back.

In fact, Yang Yi did not make much moving during the move. Yang Yi basically did not move the things in the old rental house, only packing up some simple personal clothes and some items such as military uniforms and military medals that belong to the original body. This is a precious memory that Yang Yi had to carry to any city he went to.

Although the current Yang Yi did not attach so much importance to it now, he still hesitated for a while, and decided to bring them.

As for the remaining furniture, quilts and other sundries, Yang Yi did not miss a piece, and he sent all of it to the happy landlord aunt.

There was no need to move them. For one thing, it was troublesome. And more importantly, Yang Yi himself dislike it.

The new house was already luxuriously decorated and furnished with all kinds of high-grade furniture, which was said to have been bought by the old man’s son. Under such circ.u.mstances, why should he take some shabby and crude things to affect the original style?

“Sit in the back, sit in the back!” Yang Yi put things in the trunk, but came back to see Xixi pedaling her long legs, trying to pull on the pa.s.senger seat, and helplessly said.

Xixi inherited the excellent genes of Yang Yi and Mo Fei. Her arms and legs are very slender. She was less than four years old, but her height was already a little over one meter tall, not shorter than the average five or six-year-old children!

Perhaps in another year, they won’t be able to get a half-price ticket to the amus.e.m.e.nt park.

“No, I can’t see anything from the back.” Xixi pouted her little mouth and said reluctantly.

Yang Yi smiled. He stretched out his left hand, pa.s.sed through the little girl’s arm, hugged her directly, and lifted her off the ground.

“Oh…” Xixi, with her feet in the air, cried out with fear and excitement.

Without saying a word, Yang Yi pulled open the door of the back seat, then pushed her in and fastened her seat belt.

In fact, Yang Yi is very confident in his driving skills. If he is not afraid of trouble, he could speed up through a mountain without wearing a seat belt. But now it’s different. He is not alone. He’s carrying his daughter in the car. For the sake of his daughter’s safety, he has to be careful!

The car was rented, but it didn’t come with a safety seat. He had to persuade the owner of the rental car to prepared a safety seat for his child.

He said to himself that he must find time to buy his own car!

The little girl still looked at his father angrily, but his father was too strong and Xixi could not struggle. So, she could only try her best to express her dissatisfaction with her expression.

“Okay, you can sit in the back and watch!” Yang Yi rubbed the little girl’s head and smiled, “when you grow up, your father will take you on a drive to travel and let you sit in the front!”

“Really?” Xixi was suddenly attracted by the cake painted by his father.

As her father sat in the driver’s seat and drove, Xixi asked expectantly, “Papa, where are we going to play?”

Yang Yi drove the car and was silent for a while before slowly saying, “We are going to a beautiful place where there are large fields of flowers, clean and thorough lakes, and mountains covered with snow in the distance…”

Xixi tried hard to construct a picture created by her father in her mind, but she was unable to picture it completely because her experience was so poor. But when she heard the word “snow”, she became excited.

“Papa, is it Sister Elsa’s home?” Asked Xixi expectantly.

Why did she mention Elsa again? In fact, Yang Yi did not take the story he told to Xixi seriously. What he didn’t know was that children were most fascinated by such fairy tales!

Yang Yi hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, “Yes, she used to live at the top of the snowy mountain.”

Just like Santa Claus, it will give the little girl something to think about!

“When are we going, Papa, when are we going?” Asked Xixi eagerly.

“Now is not good. Only after you grow up!” Yang Yi smiled and said, “Otherwise, if you go there now, you’ll get sick.”

Xixi grievously pouted her small mouth and sat back regretfully. “Well, Xixi must obey the rules and eat so that she can grow up quickly.”

Really like a little lady!

The atmosphere was a little dull. Yang Yi thought for a moment. Then while driving, he hummed a little song, at least it would not be that awkward.

But what is he humming?

“I put the car on the five rings, I put the car on the five rings……Ah, five rings, you have one more ring than the four rings. Ah, five rings, you are one ring less than the six rings……”

According to reason, Yang Yi should not like this G.o.dly song! But in the last few years of his previous life, he lived a little unscrupulously, so in this kind of driving in the wilderness, listening to this song is full of charm!

However, Xixi obviously did not like this song. She listened to it for a while and cried in a spoiled manner, “Xixi wants to listen to Sister Elsa’s song. Can papa sing that song again?”

“Sing again?” Yang Yi has a bitter face.

Last night, the little girl pleaded him to not only tell her the story of “Frozen” once again, but also sing “Let It Go” again and again.

Yang Yi is not a professional singer like Mo Fei. If someone ask him to sing this song over and over again, he will get tired of it.

“Mm-hmm!” The little fellow smiled happily and nodded hard.

Well, there’s nothing Yang Yi can do with her daughter.

“Ahem!” Yang Yi cleared his throat and began to sing.

“The snow glows white on the mountain tonight. Not a footprint to be seen…”

Yang Yi’s singing of this kind of song is not very good, mainly because it is difficult to sing the euphemism of female voice, but he can still sing the original charm of the song because of his clear p.r.o.nunciation and good pitch.

Xixi could not understand the meaning of the first few lyrics. The words were too complicated, but she still blinked her big eyes and listened carefully.

The car drove onto the straight suburban road, which was lined with green farmland and neat eucalyptus trees. The leaves rustled in the spring breeze. Yang Yi rolled down the window and was ready to sing at the top of his voice!

“Let it go……”

Xixi was waiting for this part! Her eyes glowed and she sang excitedly with her father.

“Let it go, can’t hold it back anymore…”

This sentence was the most familiar to Xixi. Xixi sing very well with her childish voice. She may have inherited from her mother’s sense of music; every word was sung with the right tune!

Let alone that, she actually sings better than her father!

Yang Yi smiled slightly. He lowered his voice and just gave the little girl the lead.

As if singing in harmony, the song of father and daughter drifted out of the car, and on the suburban road, the spring/light was soft.

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TN: ‘Let’s go’ in Chinese is 出发 which is p.r.o.nounced “Chūfā”. While ‘rough hair’ in Chinese is 粗发 which is p.r.o.nounced “Cū fǎ”. Xixi just misp.r.o.nounced ‘let’s go’.1