Chapter 1194: I want my sister (3/3)

The new semester is about to start school. Yang Lan thinks that the little girl will be reluctant to go to school because she may not be willing to let her go to visit the little yellow chicken that has nothing to do in the past few days.
But Yang Lan guessed wrong, and Lan Xin was unwilling to go to school. Xiaopang is so hard to go home to sleep for two days, and now she is called early, where is she willing? I heard that in order to wake her up, Wu Jingjing was so angry that she took out the feather duster. Of course, she was scared and scared. She was willing to play.
In contrast, 曦曦 is simply a model student! After a few days of getting along with the little girl, the heat of the chicks has been reduced a lot. Moreover, I missed my little friend who had not met for a month, so I am very enthusiastic about going to school!
In the morning, as usual, I went back to my father’s exercise. The little girl who was full of vitality didn’t use her father’s reminder. After she finished washing, she put on a clean school uniform, and she still had no breakfast. She couldn’t wait to carry a small one. school bag.
However, when he left the door, Xiao Yan rushed up and hugged his sister.
Xiaoyan is still two years old and is two years old. The little guy knows more and more things. Listening to her mother saying that her sister is going to school, Xiaoxiao knows that her sister can't play with her at home!
Therefore, when I saw my sister carrying a bag to go out, Xiao Yan was grievously blocked up.
"I want my sister... Hey!" Xiaoxiao holding her sister's school uniform skirt, weeping sadly.
"Sister is coming back from school in the afternoon! Will my sister play with you at night?" Yang Lan and Murphy both squatted and yelled at him. Yang Lan also reluctantly reached out and touched the little guy's head. He said softly, "You don't Go to school for my sister, the teacher will criticize my sister!"
But such persuasion may be useful to you, and for Xiao Yan, it is completely ineffective!
Where does the little guy know what a teacher is? He thought that his sister would not be at home, and that her sister would not play with her, and her mood would be terrible! It’s like other kids don’t want their mother to go to work.
Xiao Yan sadly came from the heart, opened his mouth and wowed.
He also whispered his younger brother, but she found that her brother did not listen to the advice, but the more she cried, the younger the girl could only hold her brother’s small head and looked at her father in a hurry and helplessness.
Murphy sighed and whispered to Yang Lan: "You take you to school, nothing, I am jealous of him at home. After a while, he estimates that he will not cry."
In fact, there is only one such method.
The reason why you can make a reason is that she grew up and is more sensible. She can listen to her father's analysis slowly. But Xiao Yan can't! Not to mention the reason with the little guy is not talking in the chicken with the duck, even if he can understand, Xiao Yan is not willing to listen!
Children of this age can't control their emotions, and they can't listen to what you say by temper.
Therefore, Yang Lan also nodded with Murphy, and said with a smile: "The hard work is to slap him at home, try not to marry him, what is going on slowly, big deal, let him cry a lot." Don't look at it, it's estimated that it will be a while."
"My sister will be late if she doesn't go to school again! Well, you don't cry at home, listen to your mother's words, wait for your sister to come back to play with you at night, hear it?" Yang Lan took the little sister and gave it to Murphy.
He hurriedly left with a beggar, and behind him, Xiao Yan stretched his small hand and cried in tears, like a dog's blood plot in a certain country.
"Hey, why is the younger brother crying?" Sitting in the car, Yang Lan took the donkey to pick up Lanxin, and he looked at the house with concern, and there was a cry from the window. .
"Because he doesn't want you to leave, he likes his sister to play with him." Yang Yan said with a smile.
I didn’t understand this reason, but I couldn’t understand the reason for this change. So, the little girl still confusedly asked:
But, my brother didn’t cry before! I used to go to school, my brother is very embarrassed. ""
Yang Lan smiled and said: "Is there any way? Dad wants to praise you. You are so good to your brother. My brother likes to play with you. It is like you used to play with Dad. The younger brother grew up a little. Gradually understand your importance, so now he will cry!"
"Hey, my brother, he likes to play with me?" Hearing his father's explanation, his heart was still very happy. Being dependent on people was a very pleasant thing. In this way, he was even more eager to think about it. My brother thought about it. I saw her laughing and then she was depressed. "But the younger brother is crying. He is so sad, hey, what should I do?"
"It doesn't matter, your mother is at home, will look at him!" Yang Lan parked the car at the door of Lan Xin's yard, pressed the horn, turned his head, smiled and comforted, "And, your brother is a boy. Ah! Boys can't even be pampered. Sometimes he suffers some setbacks. He will be stronger later. How can you shed tears? Have you ever seen tears?"
He was amused by Dad’s words. She giggled and shook her head.
However, when the blue-and-white orchids came out, I thought of another way.
I saw the little girl suddenly blinking, pulling the seat belt, lifting her body, holding the seat in the front passenger seat, and said to her father: "Hey, I know, we can let my brother go to school with me, so My brother won’t cry! Just like the story of the Totoro, I went to school with my brother!

"That is Xiaoyan and Xiaoyan." Yang Xiao smiled. "This method doesn't work because, in the story, Xiaoxiao ran to sit in his sister's classroom, because his father and mother were not at home." This can only be an expedient measure that there is no way to do it."
"The expedient?" I have never heard of this word.
"Well, but do you still remember? Xiaoxi is not obedient in the classroom, but also affects other students to attend classes." Yang Lan said softly, "You want your brother to go to the classroom to make noise, then the teacher blames you?"
Shrinking and narrowing his head, he said, "That, that's still ok, can't be ridiculous in class! It's a good student to take classes seriously!"
I still remember her good student punching cards!
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After sending Yan and Lanxin to school, Yang Lan went home.
Sure enough, as Murphy said before, after he cried for a while, as long as he could not help him, he quickly died down.
When Yang Lan came back, the little guy had not cried, and the tears were dried by his mother. He was just a little unhappy, with a small mouth and a slap in the living room to play with his toys.
"At noon today, let's go to Xiao Guo's home!" Yang Xiao said with a smile to Murphy. "Although it is said to invite us to dinner, Xiao Guo told me that Mayor Guo wants to talk to me first." I want to cooperate with Sahara and want to listen to my opinions first."
"Well, then I change my clothes." Murphy nodded.
Murphy went upstairs, and Yang Lan was kneeling down, laughing and teasing a little bit of a small, funny face.
"Hey!" The little guy was still a little unhappy. He thought that Dad had "turned away" his sister. He whispered his mouth and complained dissatisfied.
"Well, man, big man, don't let a little temper! Do you know?" Yang Lan joked to make a warning, but the voice said very softly, "Sister goes to school, will come back to accompany you at night, and my father and mother will accompany you. What is the relationship?"
Yang Lan also deliberately teased him: "If you are still angry, Dad will not take you to play. We will go to the home of Uncle Guo, and you can see Ding Xiang’s sister. Ding Xiang’s sister who made a delicious cake last time. !"
Xiao Yan is estimated to be very impressed with the delicious cakes at that time, so when he mentioned Ding Xiang's sister, he couldn't help but lift his small head in surprise.
After seeing the little guy confirming his eyes with Dad, he whispered his mouth and reluctantly hugged his father’s arm, seemingly seeking reconciliation.
Ok... Look at Ding Xiang’s face, I am not angry.