Literary life with cute baby

Chapter 1027 Candy wants to grow up to be you
Tangtang'er put her feet on the ground, her fantasies took root, so Xiaoshuang couldn't drag her away.

It's a pity that although she can have flowers in her stomach, she can't grow roots on the soles of her feet. It's just a dream.

Tang Shuang grabbed her small backpack and dragged her back from the gate of the yard without any resistance. She was dragged across the yard, through the bushes, over the terrified Bai Jingjing, and over the little spiders in the grass. Up the steps, dragged into the house, no matter how much she yelled, it was useless.

Until he was dragged to the sofa in the living room, and was patted left and right by the big devil, and had to stand at attention obediently.

"Tell me, what does this mean? Eat the bear's heart and leopard's guts? How dare you draw the king like this!" Tang Shuang taught, seeing his portrait in the picture book, he had a toothache.

Tangtanger seems to have forgotten how she painted Xiaoshuang, or the devil haunted her heart just now, but it was not her who drew the picture, but the devil in her heart.

Standing on tiptoe, she stretched her neck to look at the picture book on the coffee table, she was so shabby, she smacked her mouth and said, "Oh, it's really ugly."

Bang!
A big hand slapped the coffee table vigorously, and Tang Shuang said with a stern face: "You know it's not good-looking and still draw it? Do you have any attitude of seeking truth from facts? How can you make it up?"

Tangtanger blinked her big dazed eyes. She couldn't understand what kind of kittens and puppies this was talking about.

Tang Shuang balabala taught the villain a lesson.

Tang Zhen reached out and took the picture book over, looked at it, put it back on the spot with a blank expression, without saying a word, then covered her face with her hands, and shrugged her shoulders.

Seeing this, Tang Shuang taught Tangtanger a lesson and said, "Look, my sister is speechless after seeing your paintings!"

"Hey, hey~ I think the little Shuang on the painting is so handsome." Tang Tanger quibbled.

What is so handsome, I just sighed why it is so ugly.

"Don't open your eyes and talk nonsense, how handsome is this?" Tang Shuang said angrily.

The picture book is a stick figure, a circle represents his head, and a cuboid represents his body, without hands, feet, or clothes.

There is a pair of eight-character eyebrows on the circle representing the head, and it looks like a bitter person.

Tang Shuang: "At least you have to get some hair on me, right? Why did you draw me a bald head? Look how lush my hair is!"

Tangtanger took a look at Tang Shuang's hair, it was really lush, but...

"Xiao Shuang is so handsome, her hair is not good enough for you!"

Tang Shuang: "...and no hands!"

"Xiao Shuang is so handsome, his little hands are not good enough for you!"

Tang Shuang: "...No feet either!"

"Little Shuang is so handsome, her little feet are not good enough for you!"

Tang Shuang said angrily, "You just say that I'm handsome without sides, and I don't deserve to live."

Candy nodded repeatedly, but didn't dare to say it.

Tang Zhen came to smooth things over and asked Tang Tanger to continue painting for her mother.

Tang Tanger immediately took the opportunity to escape Tang Shuang's punishment, picked up the brush again, and prepared to paint her and her mother.

Tang Zhen: "Sister, take off your schoolbag for you, don't carry it on your back."

Tang Tang obediently put down her schoolbag, grinned silly at Tang Shuang who was opposite her, and drew at her desk.

While she was painting, Tang Shuang and Tang Zhen discussed recording a new song.

"Let's go to the company in the afternoon. Let's record a new song and give it to my mother."

Tang Zhen asked curiously, "For Mom?"

"Well, on Mother's Day, the three of us will sing together and send a song to my mother. I will play it on radio stations across the country on Mother's Day."

Tang Zhen was stunned for a moment and asked, "What song?"

"The song score is on the desk in my study, you can go and take a look." Tang Shuang said.

Tang Zhen immediately got up and went to the study room, and quickly came out with a piece of paper, reading as she walked, even going down the stairs, looking obsessed with it.

"Be careful, watch your feet when going down the stairs!" Tang Shuang warned.

Tangtanger also raised her little head and said: "Sister, be careful, watch your feet when you go down the stairs, you can't fly."

Tang Shuang glanced at her as if she could fly.

"Ho ho ho ho~" Tang Tang looked up at Tang Shuang, "Two little bees are flying among the flowers, buzzing..."

The little man sang and drew at the same time.

Tang Zhen: "This song is really nice."

While reading the score, she hummed the song in her heart.

"The words written are also very suitable." Tang Zhen added, "Do you have a lot of question marks, little friend/
Why are others reading comics/I am learning to draw and talking to the piano/Others are playing games. "

Pia~
Tang Shuang and Tang Zhen, who were talking, looked at Tang Tanger who had put down the brush at the same time. What kind of trouble is this kid doing while painting?

"Sister, you are so right. The other children are playing games, but the Lun family wants to learn to draw!" Candy yelled.

Tang Zhen: "That's because only by working hard and earnestly since childhood can you be successful when you grow up."

Candy said plausibly that she is very promising now, with hundreds of thousands of deposits, she appeared on TV, published a book, released a song, won the championship in the yo-yo car competition, and asked what else she didn't do .

Tang Shuang said mercilessly: "My sister and I have won so many trophies, all made of gold, how many have you won?"

Candy blinked, but didn't take any of them.

"That's it, you have the nerve to yell in front of my sister and me with such little grades? Work hard, kid, born in the old Tang's family, it is destined to be hard work, because there are two high mountains in front of you, so you need to keep looking up chase."

He patted Tangtang'er's little shoulder, and patted a little person on his stomach: "Take care of you."

Then he walked away, sat down in front of the piano in the corner of the living room, and began to play "Listen to Mom".

A burst of smooth and beautiful music floated in the air, and the sunlight falling from the doors and windows oscillated in the air.

Tang Zhen couldn't help but walked to Tang Shuang's side. Tang Shuang played easily and moved her position to let her sit on it. Then the two played together with a tacit understanding.

Tang Zhen put the sheet music on the piano stand, and played while reading it. Although she just read the sheet music, her movements were not slow at all.

Tangtanger in Huahua couldn't sit still anymore, her brothers and sisters all went to play the piano, and she also wanted to play the piano.

Without Tang Shuang and Tang Zhen noticing, the little man walked to the piano with his two little hands resting on the piano, staring longingly at the hands of his older brothers and sisters moving quickly on the black and white keys.

She was very envious, and raised her own little hand to look at it in front of her eyes. It was really a beautiful little hand, colorful, like ten little flowers.

After Tang Shuang and Tang Zhen finished playing, Tangtanger asked her hopefully if she could play it too, and asked the two adults to teach the children paper!Didn't it mean that the three children of the mother sang to the mother together, how could she be left behind.

Tang Shuang didn't rush to agree, but asked, "Is your painting ready?"

"Draw it."

"Go and take a look."

Tang Shuang hurriedly ran to get the picture book and handed it to Tang Shuang: "Brother, take a look."

Tang Shuang and Tang Zhen put their heads together to admire the little sister's painting. It was indeed finished. It was her mother flying in the sky with her. The two of them opened their hands and soared through the sky.

Tang Shuang: "Since it is flying in the sky, it would be better to draw a few birds, add a sun and a few white clouds, what do you think?"

Tang Zhen also nodded in agreement, now there are only two cartoon little people flying in this painting.

Tangtang'er doesn't want to paint now, but just wants to play the piano, so she strives: "The mother painted by the Lun family is the most beautiful. The birds they paint, the clouds they paint, the sun father-in-law and Huahua are not good enough for my mother!"

Tang Shuang was also speechless, "So you drew a picture of you next to your mother, and the others are not good enough?"

Tangtanger nodded seriously: "It's like this, Xiaoshuang, mother is so beautiful, only Tangtanger is worthy of her mother."

Tang Zhen patted Tangtang'er's little head, although she knew that she was making nonsense to avoid painting, but what she said was really sweet.

Tang Shuang thought for a while and said, "Okay, even if what you said makes sense, you still have to write a sentence and give it to your mother. Go, write it down."

In the past, she would write a few words to her mother, so Tang Tanger was not surprised. After receiving the picture book, she leaned over the piano and wrote. The big crooked characters were quickly finished, and she handed it to Tang Shuang: "It's finished."

Tang Shuang and Tang Zhen looked at it and saw that it said "Mom, you are so kind, Tangtanger wants to grow up to be you".

(End of this chapter)