Entertainment: Boss Yang and I actually have a daughter

After Su Yang helped Yang Mi put her two calves and feet covered with flower dew.

The voice of the old mother Xu Yuzhen came out of the house.

“Honey, you can make tomato scrambled eggs.”

“Here it comes, Mom!”

Yang Mi, who was comfortably enjoying the treatment of the queen, quickly answered delicately.

She said before that she would learn to cook with Xu Yuzhen, but she was not just talking.

My mother taught her a relatively simple tomato scrambled egg tonight.

“Help me put on my shoes.” Yang Mi’s delicate and graceful feet kicked Su Yang.

“And my two million?” Su Yang patted her instep and smiled.

“Here you go.” Yang Mihu gave him a coquettish look.

Su Yang smiled proudly, grabbed her feet and helped her put on her socks and booties.

Yang Mi immediately twisted Xiao Man’s waist and ran into the house.

Su Yang took the flower dew water, reinstalled the nozzle, and beckoned to feed the little red dates of corn kernels to the chickens and ducklings in the bamboo cage.

“Dad.” The little red date ran over with his little short legs.

“Have you been bitten by mosquitoes?” Su Yang pulled her daughter to check her hands and feet.

“Nope.” Little Red Date shook his head with wide eyes.

Su Yang checked it, and there were indeed no buns bitten by mosquitoes.

It may also be because Little Red Jujube wears long clothes and trousers, and runs around the yard, and mosquitoes don’t bite her.

However, Su Yang still picked up the flower dew water and sprayed his daughter’s hands, feet, feet, and neck, which can repel mosquitoes.

“Dad, mom seems to have been dreaming about you a lot lately.” Little Red Jujube was also a little tired of playing, lying on his father’s lap, crisp and raw.

“Oh? What did Mom tell you? Su Yang was a little curious and touched his daughter’s head.

“No, it was during this time, when I was sleeping with my mother, I heard my mother talking in her dreams.” Little red dates’ eyes smiled into a crescent.

Su Yang smiled and asked, “Then what dream did my mother say?” ”

Little Red Jujube tilted his head and thought about it seriously: “Just call dad’s name, and what bastards, don’t face, don’t be so hard and so on.” ”

？？？！

Su Yang’s eyes suddenly widened, the amount of information in these dream words seemed to be a bit big! ! !

“Anything else?”

Su Yang couldn’t help but ask.

Little Red Jujube shook his head: “Some I can’t understand, and there are 28 I can’t hear clearly, I forgot.” ”

Su Yang thought of a bad idea, took his daughter’s hand and smiled: “Then next time if your mother talks in a dream, you sneak over and tell your father, dad, I’ll listen to what she says.” ”

“Good.” The little red jujube jumped twice on his short legs and answered happily.

Su Yang smiled with satisfaction, if he could record Yang Mi’s dream words, it would be absolutely amazing.

“Cousin!”

At this moment, the voice of cousin Zhou Ya came from a distance.

Su Yang looked up and was a little amused: “Why are you here?” Have you eaten? ”

“I’ve eaten.” Zhou Ya ran over huffingly, a little out of breath.

“Cousin.” Little Red Date shouted with a brittle face on his back.

“Xiao Ziling is so cute.” Zhou Ya laughedly grabbed the armpit of the little red jujube and picked her up.

Su Yang looked at the time: “Just right, when you come over, help my father go to the commissary and let him come back to eat.” ”

Zhou Ya’s eyes widened, “Cousin, then how can you reward me.” ”

“When did your cousin treat you badly, rest assured to send you a big red envelope later.” Su Yang couldn’t laugh or cry.

“Hee-hee, cousin is so good!” Zhou Ya happily held the little red jujube for a circle, then put her back on the ground and looked up at Su Yang: “Then I’ll go find my uncle.” ”

“Go, cousin and sister-in-law will enjoy the moon with you tonight.” Su Yang said with a smile.

“Good!” Zhou Ya answered happily, shook his ponytail, and ran out towards the commissary outside.

When my cousin took over from my father, my mother quickly put together a table of hearty dishes.

At the dinner table.

Xu Yuzhen put a plate of tomato scrambled eggs in front of Su Yang and said with a smile: “This dish is made of honey, Xiaoyang, you eat more.” ”

“Oh?” Su Yang glanced at Yang Mi, who was sitting beside him, funny.

This plate of tomato scrambled eggs is well done.

At least the appearance looks no different from usual.

Yang Mi blinked her foxy eyes and looked back at him with some expectation.

Su Yang took a chopstick and sniffed, muttering, “This won’t poison me, right?” ”

“Love to eat or not!!” Yang Mi immediately changed her face and kicked him in anger, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and pulled the tomato chop he was holding into her own bowl.

Xu Yuzhen gently knocked her son: “Don’t talk nonsense, honey can do it with your heart, such a skilful girl, don’t bully her.” ”

“I’m just kidding, where did I bully her.” Su Yang said with a smile.

I re-clipped a chopstick of tomato scrambled eggs, put it directly into my mouth, and savored it.

Yang Mi pursed her red lips and pretended to be angry, but her beautiful eyes still secretly looked at him.

Su Yang could naturally feel the gaze of the big honey beside him, and smashed his mouth: “Not bad, the taste is just right, I can catch up with our mother’s craftsmanship.” ”

He was telling the truth, and the taste was really good.

The main dish is not difficult, just follow the process.

And there is also a mother teaching hand-in-hand by the side, how can it not be done well?

When Yang Mi heard his words, she said humbly with joy: “This is because Mom taught well. ”

Su Yang took the words and said, “You can tell the truth, I think after you go back, without our mother staring at you to do it yourself, you will definitely not be able to do it at this level.” ”

“You!!” Yang Mi just rejoiced for a while, and suddenly he was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and his little hand was already pinched around his waist.

Xu Yuzhen glared at her son: “Don’t bully honey anymore, be careful that your mother smokes you.” ”

“Okay, okay, no kidding her.” Su Yang funny grabbed Yang Mi’s little hand and took chopsticks to sandwich some fried peppercorn sprouts for her: “You taste this peppercorn sprouts, don’t you say that you haven’t had it?” ”

Yang Mi gave him a blank look, picked up the fried peppercorn sprouts and tasted them.

The taste is quite novel.

The outside is wrapped in a layer of egg liquid, fried golden brown and crispy, and it is full of rich peppercorn aroma, which has a special flavor.

“Mom, you’re delicious.” Yang Mi praised sweetly.

Xu Yuzhen smiled gratifyingly: “If it’s delicious, eat more.” ”

Su Yang invited the credit: “I also have merit, well, I picked it with my sister-in-law.” ”

Yang Mi threw a coquettish white eye, clipped him a piece of tomato scrambled egg, and said with a pretty face: “Then reward you for eating my plate of tomato scrambled eggs.” ”

Su Yang pouted and muttered, “Is this a reward?” ”

He’s a carnivore.

Quietly grilled a small half plate of tomato scrambled eggs into the bowl of small red dates.

The little red date only knew that this was made by her mother, her little face was buried in the bowl, her little hands were constantly grilling rice, and her cheeks were bulging.

Such sweet and sour tomato scrambled eggs, children still love to eat.

Su Yang was immediately relieved, just have his daughter to help him solve it, anyway, this dish is nutritious.

It provoked Yang Mi to keep stepping on him with her feet.

After dinner.

Dad went out to temporarily close the commissary and close it early.

brought Zhou Ya, the little nizi, back.

Xu Yuzhen is preparing some things to burn incense and worship God, and he wants to celebrate the moon this evening.

Dad was also helping her.

It’s kind of a rural tradition.

The city basically does not engage in this, and only these older generations still understand this.

The little red dates naturally had never seen it, and curiously followed her grandmother everywhere.

A few young people in Suyang sat on the sofa watching the Mid-Autumn Festival evening party and chatting.

“Cousin, why did you send me such a big red envelope!” Zhou Ya shook Su Yang’s arm excitedly.

Just now, Su Yang directly transferred 10,000 yuan to her prestige, and the remark was a red envelope. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

“You are my cousin, what is this little pocket money, in the future, if you lack pocket money, you will find your cousin, and your cousin will give you a bag.” Su Yang said arrogantly.

With the box office of “Charlotte’s Most Troubled” now, his share at that time will be in units of 100 million, what is this money.

“Cousin, then I can count on you.” Zhou Ya raised her arm and cheered.

At this time, Yang Mi, who had just gone out to answer the phone, also returned.

“Xiaoya, can you do me a favor?” Yang Mi asked Zhou Ya with a bright smile on her face.

“Okay, cousin-in-law what do you want me to do?” Zhou Ya naturally agreed.

“Take a little video for us.” Yang Mi sat down next to Su Yang, shook her mobile phone and said.

Su Yang looked at her with some curiosity: “What little video are you going to shoot?” ”

“Just now, I had a phone call with our assistant Xu Xiaolan, and I remembered that today’s Mid-Autumn Festival, I forgot to send a neck blessing, so I wanted to take a small video of blessing.” Yang Mi squinted and said.

“That’s too uncreative, isn’t it?” Su Yang complained a little.

“Doesn’t everyone post like this? Some people only send text blessings. Yang Mihu gave him a coquettish look and said coquettishly.

Su Yang thought for a while, and suddenly his brain flashed and said, “I have a good idea.” ”

“What an idea.” Yang Mi blinked her eyes and looked at him curiously.

“Sing.” Su Yang clapped his big hand.

“What song?” Yang Mi didn’t know why.

Su Yang teased her funny: “The offering of love.” ”

“Get out!” Yang Mi glared at him angrily.

Bian Zhou Ya also ate and laughed: “Brother, don’t tease your cousin-in-law, I think your cousin-in-law sings very well.” ”

Yang Mi’s face was a little red, and she herself didn’t believe that her singing would sound good.

Su Yang poked her little man’s waist and chuckled: “Okay, don’t tease you, I suddenly remembered a song, it’s quite appropriate, and it’s quite suitable for you to sing, let’s record that song.” ”

“You said the title of the song.” Yang Mi rolled her eyes.

“You don’t know what I said, it’s my original, you haven’t heard it yet, wait, I’ll go get a pen and paper and write it down.”

Su Yang stood up and went to find a book and a black pen.

Then, sit back in the middle of Yang Mi and her cousin.

I saw that Su Yang waved his pen.

At the top of the book is the title of the song, “May People Last”.

Yang Mi and Zhou Ya came over to take a look, and they really hadn’t heard the title of the song.

In fact, this song was when Su Yang thought of the Mid-Autumn Festival just now.

Songs that pop out of your head all at once.

Because this song is so famous.

Adapted from the classic of the world, Su Shi’s “When is the Water Tune Song Head Bright Moon”.

In his previous life, this poem, that was deservedly the first Mid-Autumn Festival.

So, when this poem is accompanied by modern pop.

It has directly become a classic masterpiece that has been popular all over the Taiwan Straits and three places.

Even if the song has been out for many years, the rolling red dust of the years still does not hide the beautiful brilliance of the song, but with the passage of time, it shows the extraordinary charm of the song.

And now, in the parallel world of Su Yang, without Su Shi and without “Water Tune Song Head”, the song “May People Be Long” will naturally not appear.

If Yang Mi hadn’t mentioned the Mid-Autumn Festival blessing just now, he wouldn’t have thought of this song.

Thanks to the popularity of this song, there are also lyrics that I memorized when I was reading.

Therefore, Su Yang can completely write this song with his own memory.

Don’t forget, he also got the Song God skill rewarded by the system before.

While thinking about it, Su Yang had already begun to write the lyrics on the book.

“When is the bright moon, ask Qingtian for wine?” Is this the lyrics? Yang Mi tilted her head to watch from the side, and couldn’t help but complain.

“Why isn’t it a song?” Su Yang stopped and looked at Yang Mi’s gorgeous little face with some amusement.

“Isn’t the bright moon just the Mid-Autumn Festival? Why do you need to ask Qingtian? Who doesn’t know? Yang Mi rolled her eyes coquettishly.

“You know a fart.” Su Yang was speechless.

He suddenly felt that this song was sung to Yang Mi, which was simply ruining this classic song.

Zhou Ya also looked at Su Yang curiously, and said in surprise: “Cousin, you can write songs?” ”

“Didn’t you see that movie I made? The “Once It’s Good” in it was written by me, and the whole script was written by me. Su Yang said a little proudly.

Zhou Ya smiled: “Is that the song that Qiu Ya complained of being low-level?” ”

Su Yang rolled his eyes and said angrily, “Don’t make trouble, wait until I’m done writing.” ”

Yang Mi and Zhou Ya looked at each other, and at the same time covered their mouths and stuck out their tongues with a snicker.

Su Yang was too lazy to care about their 907 for the time being, and wrote down the entire lyrics line by line.

Then on each lyric, write the score.

Yang Mi looked at the neat lyrics, her beautiful eyes flowed, and hesitated: “This looks like it should be a poem, right?” ”

Su Yang put the pen down, glanced at her and smiled: “It’s quite knowledgeable.” ”

Yang Mi rolled her eyes: “A poem can also be sung into a song?” ”

“There is nothing completely impossible in this world.” Su Yang said in a persuasive manner.

Looking to the other side, Zhou Ya, who was taking a picture of him writing lyrics with his mobile phone: “Cousin, on your birthday before, the guitar I gave you wasn’t broken, right?” ”

“Okay, keep it at home.” Zhou Ya withdrew her phone with a grin.

She also felt that her cousin wrote this song, which was more like an ancient poem, so she wanted to take a picture and study it well.

I always feel that savoring these words is no worse than those ancient poems in their high school Chinese textbooks.

“Just be at home, bring it for me and borrow it for me.” Su Yang patted his cousin’s shoulder and said.

“No problem, I’ll come when I go.” Zhou Ya answered, stood up and rushed out the door.

Yang Mi picked up the piece of paper and kicked Su Yang on tiptoe: “How did you sing this song?” ”

Although she didn’t know much about songs, it was written by Su Yang, and she wanted to learn it.

“Let me take you to sing a cappella first, this song is not difficult.”

Su Yang sat down on Yang Mi’s side and leaned next to her fragrant body.

Yang Mi glanced at him and did not speak.

Su Yang cheekily hugged her little man’s waist, and his face was serious: “Let’s come in two parts and two paragraphs, I sing two paragraphs, and you will follow two paragraphs.” ”

“Yes.” Yang Mi’s gorgeous face blushed slightly.

Su Yang did not take advantage of it anymore, brewed his emotions, and began to sing a cappella.

“What time is the bright moon, ask Qingtian for the wine… I don’t know what year it is in the heavenly palace. ”

Yang Mi listened to Su Yang’s singing, and a look of surprise appeared on her gorgeous face.

This tune is so unique!

And there seems to be an inexplicable ancient charm.

After Su Yang finished singing two parts, he found that Yang Mi did not make a sound.

Only to look back did she find that she was looking at herself stunned.

“Why don’t you sing along with me?” Su Yang couldn’t laugh or cry.

Yang Mi came back to her senses and blushed a little embarrassed: “I don’t know that the tune is so slow, it’s better for us to learn it one by one, right?” ”

“It’s okay, in fact, this song is quite suitable for your kind of five-note incompleteness, as long as you hum softly with emotions and feelings, it will also be very good.” Su Yang said with understanding.

He also didn’t expect Yang Mi to sing the effect of the princess, anyway, he just simply recorded a blessing video, entertainment-oriented, and had an artistic conception and tune.

“Who do you say is incomplete!” Yang Mi didn’t want Su Yang to look down, raised her charming foxy face, and said hummingly.

“Just kidding.” Su Yang patted her small waist and coaxed her: “Come, I’ll continue to teach you to sing.” ”

“Hmm.” Yang Mi was satisfied and leaned into his arms beautifully.