undercover dad

When he got home, he turned on the TV for He Xiaobao, let him watch cartoons for a while, then went to the bathroom to take a quick shower, and then plunged into the kitchen.

He Xiaonian called in the afternoon and said he was going home for dinner, and asked him to make loofah edamame and braised octopus.He had just finished picking the edamame before picking up Xiaobao, and the hairtail hadn't had time to deal with it yet.

He Xiaonian's taste is quite tricky. When cooking meat or fish, spices such as cinnamon and star anise are not allowed. At most, you can put some onion, ginger and garlic. You must pick it out when it comes out of the pot, and you can't let him see it; and He Xiaonian eats homemade food. No chili is allowed in the rice.

But if you want to say that he doesn't eat spicy food, just last night, he ate the crayfish more happily than himself, his mouth was full of oil and he didn't even need paper to wipe it!

Thing is just shit, and if you don't make trouble for you, it won't show his value as a shit!

While peeling the garlic, Sun Haiyang sighed in his heart.

"Brother Haiyang, Bao will help you peel the garlic!" Xiaobao turned off the TV consciously after watching an episode of the cartoon, and ran to the kitchen to find Sun Haiyang.

"Yo, Xiaobao, you can do it, you've grown up, why are you so sensible today?" Sun Haiyang handed He Xiaobao a few cloves of garlic that had been cracked on the chopping board.

Holding the garlic in his hand, Xiaobao squatted on the ground like Sun Haiyang, peeling the garlic silently. After a while, he tugged Sun Haiyang's arm, "Brother, teach me how to sing and dance, I want to learn Singing, I still want to imitate the bowl you danced that day!"

Sun Haiyang tilted his head and glanced at him: "I said, why are you so obedient today? What's the matter? A child in your class performed singing and dancing for you today. Are you envious?"

"It's not a child, it's Teacher Li. Teacher Li sings very well, and she can dance, too. She dances beautifully! I want to sing too, and I want to learn to dance too!"

When Sun Haiyang heard Teacher Li, he couldn't help but feel agitated. He thought for a while and asked Xiaobao: "Xiaobao, what kind of dance did your teacher Li dance? Is it also street dance?"

"Hmmm," Xiaobao dragged his voice out. In fact, he didn't know what kind of dance Mr. Li was dancing. Anyway, it looked pretty good. "Yes, Bao thinks it should be street dance too!"

Sun Haiyang clicked his tongue and leaned against the wall.

He has seen how Xiaofei sisters dance hip-hop, but Teacher Li, she looks sweet and beautiful. If you say she dances a folk dance, ballet or something, even if it is a Xinjiang dance, it sounds better than knowing how to dance hip-hop Spectrum.

I didn't expect to be able to dance street dance!

But it's also possible that He Xiaobao was talking nonsense, and this kid didn't know whether it was intentional or not all day long, and he was full of nonsense, so he couldn't take it seriously!

"Brother, can you do it? Do you want to teach me?" the rambunctious child asked persistently.

"Teach, teach, what's the matter, brother will teach you how to sing after dinner!"

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For the past few days, He Xiaonian has been patrolling stores and sweeping the streets with Adam in the afternoon, collecting various design materials, and followed him to the fabric market in the suburbs to look at fabrics. Zhang sorted them into the computer.

The process of sorting out the photos is quite enjoyable. While looking at the photos, I recall various design details and new fabrics, while listening to the more lively and more compelling songs next door.

In the past, what came from next door was He Xiaobao's solo and a cappella, from "Mom Sitting on a High Grain Heap" to "Three Embroidered Prime Minister Zhou", without accompaniment, let alone tune!

Fortunately, this child has a good memory and can sing the words to the same degree, otherwise it would be hard for you to tell that he is singing.

But since Sun Haiyang came, Xiaobao's music style has undergone fundamental changes. Now most of the music played next door is English songs, and the rhythm is also very strong. "It also feels very exciting.

"S (heavy)—T (light)—A (heavy)—R (light)," He Xiaonian happily sang along to the music next door, and clicked on a photo of a Mediterranean-style water bar interior on the computer. Enlarged the wallpaper pattern on the wall, and leaned against the back of the chair to appreciate it carefully.

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"Second Uncle, Second Uncle!" Xiao Bao ran in with bare feet.

He was holding a small bowl in his hand, which contained half a dragon fruit and two peeled oranges.

"Second Uncle, here's some fruit!" Xiao Bao put the fruit bowl next to the computer, slipped under Second Uncle's arm, and climbed onto his lap, "Second Uncle, what are you looking at?"

He Xiaonian picked up a piece of orange, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed: "Second uncle, look at this pattern, treasure, did your brother Haiyang ask you to bring this fruit?"

"Well, Brother Haiyang said, Second Uncle always stays up late, it's not good for your health, I need to give you more vitamins!" Xiaobao said with certainty, half of his body leaned on the table, and his head almost got into the computer up.

"Bao, Bao, don't get so close, your eyes are near-sighted!" He Xiaonian pulled Xiao Bao onto himself, hugged his head, and kissed him on the forehead, "Bao, have you learned singing from Brother Haiyang recently? Woolen cloth?"

"Yes," Xiaobao immediately stopped looking at the computer as soon as he learned to sing, and turned his little head to look at his second uncle: "Second uncle, I learned a song, it's very nice, I'll sing it to you!"

He jumped off He Xiaonian's lap, cleared his throat in a dignified manner, and began to sing:

"I bent a pot of wine, half-cooked, my god made a request, I went to the brothel alone, Lingling is beautiful and thin, plump as flesh, slender jade rabbit is oiled, shameless..."

After all, Xiao Bao is getting older every day. It is no longer like before, when he sings, all five notes disappear. Now it sounds like there are one and a half notes, and it feels like what he is singing is indeed a song.

He Xiaonian felt a little emotional towards Xiaobao, although he still couldn't understand what Xiaobao was singing, the songs Sun Haiyang taught him were pretty cool, not the kind that could be heard everywhere on the street, let alone Xiaobao's lyrics He also sang in a mess and couldn't understand what it meant.

However, it may also be that the lyrics in the front of the song are too difficult, and Xiaobao can pronounce the words very clearly when the simple lyrics are in the back: "I became your dog, played a romantic role, and then I was stretched. Hugh, I didn't dare to stay in the middle of the night, the soles of my feet were oiled..."

"Wait, wait, what are you singing, what words?" He Xiaonian interrupted Xiaobao with a wave of his hand, he straightened up from the back of the chair, frowned and asked He Xiaobao.

"Second Uncle, you really can't concentrate. I'll sing it to you again. You have to listen carefully and don't slip away, you know!" Xiaobao pointed He Xiaonian's forehead with his fingers, cleared his throat again, and sang again:

"I became your dog, played a romantic game, and then I was stretched. I got drunk, and I didn't dare to stay in the middle of the night. I got oil on the soles of my feet..."

He Xiaonian suddenly stood up from the chair, and stared at He Xiaobao: "Stop singing, who taught you this song?!"

But before He Xiaobao could answer, he himself immediately realized, "Sun Haiyang! It must be this grandson...this kid who taught me! Just wait here for me!"

After finishing speaking, he pushed away He Xiaobao who was standing in front of him, and rushed to the next room angrily.

Sun Haiyang is lying on the bed and using his mobile phone to search for good and simple songs. He has practiced hip-hop for many years, but the general slobbery songs can't catch his ears, and Xiaobao, who is too difficult, can't learn it. He picks songs quickly Lost hair.

The door was pushed open with a bang, which startled him a lot.

He Xiaonian broke in, stood by the bed, and stared at him angrily.

"What's the matter?" Sun Haiyang looked at He Xiaonian inexplicably. He has been living with Xiaobao peacefully recently, and his dinner and housework can basically meet He Xiaonian's requirements. Just now, he kindly bought fruit for He Xiaonian.

He looked down at his body again, T-shirt and shorts, very dignified, there was nothing that could cause this trouble.

"What's the matter? You still have the nerve to ask me, what kind of songs do you teach your children to sing? What made you a dog, played a role in your affairs, are these all songs that a five-year-old child should sing?" He Xiaonian asked in a calm voice. he.

Sun Haiyang looked at He Xiaonian.

He Xiaonian's face usually looked like a gentle scum and a gentleman, but now he became angry, his eyebrows were frowned, and his eyes were erect, just like the angry Sasuke in the Q version comics, very cute, not scary at all !

He stared at He Xiaonian for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.

"My god, I was scared to death!" He rubbed his chest up and down, and curled the corner of his mouth mockingly at He Xiaonian, "What big mistake should I make, what a big deal!"

After speaking, he didn't even look at He Xiaonian, shook his legs, and then looked at his mobile phone.

"Sun Haiyang!" He Xiaonian's anger rose. This matter itself is very serious, and he doesn't have to get angry, but he must tell Sun Haiyang about the possible adverse effects and consequences of this matter. clearly.

In the end, Sun Haiyang didn't care at all, and this attitude really angered him.

"It's not a big deal, so what do you think is the big deal? For He Xiaobao, such a young child is full of things all day long... Became your dog, played a flirtatious thing, didn't you Dare to stay, put oil on the soles of his feet, and talk nonsense, is this all some dirty words?! If this is sung outside, well, what do others think of this child, and how do they think of his parents!"

Sun Haiyang sneered, this He Xiaonian was too capable of making a big fuss, he really didn't think this matter could be as serious as what He Xiaonian said.

"Learn this song for Xiaobao because he likes to listen to it, and the lyrics are not that difficult. He can learn it, it's that simple!" He leaned on the bed and shook his bent legs, "Besides, He Xiaobao How old is he? He doesn't understand the meaning of this song at all, okay? Sing it outside, with his wonderful singing voice, when he opens his voice, everyone will be scared away. Who will pay attention to what words he sings? Son!"

He Xiaonian looked at Sun Haiyang's foolishness, and became even more angry, his eyelids twitched twice. He suppressed his anger, and tried to calmly say: "Sun Haiyang, think about it yourself, little one At that time, will your parents teach you to sing this kind of song? Will they teach you what to do with who's dog, who is it to play with?!"

He Xiaonian's words made the whole room quiet for 2 minutes.

Sun Haiyang's legs that had been dangling on the bed stopped shaking. He turned his head and stared at He Xiaonian with a look that he couldn't understand what he meant.

He Xiaonian was almost pierced by the icicles in his eyes, he felt a little cold for no reason, and couldn't help taking a step back.

But Sun Haiyang didn't jump over to beat him up, after seeing He Xiaonian's glance, he slowly turned his head back, staring at the Wanjia lights outside the window in a daze.

After a long time, he smiled softly: "Oh, I really haven't taught it before. My parents... are just like Xiaobao's parents. They were hit by a car, and they have already gone to play mahjong with Lord Yan!"

"Ah!" He Xiaonian leaned his back against the wardrobe and was stunned.

Sun Haiyang never told him about his family, no, no, he never asked about Sun Haiyang's family, no, no, the main reason is that he never thought that two-thirds of the people in this family are Orphan, this is too...too bad.

He stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say, apologizing?comfort?He Xiaonian has been patronizing and hurting people all these years, and the above two functions have degenerated, so he doesn't know how to use them.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I don't know about your situation," he cleared his throat, and said with difficulty, "Well, actually, I just want to tell you today, don't listen to that kind of song for He Xiaobao again, Try to teach him something positive and healthy, in fact, that's what it means, nothing else!"

Sun Haiyang withdrew his eyes looking out the window and some distant memories that he didn't know if they were real or not, and glanced at He Xiaonian.

This stuttering and seemingly bewildered He Xiaonian made him feel a little better, he waved his hand at him, "Okay, got it, I will teach him to sing English songs in the future, no one else can understand, okay Come on!"