Woo woo woo, woo woo woo, "pa, pa." ”

With the sound of snapping and slapping, the sound of the whining children in the kindergarten class slowly became quieter.

"Hurry up, hurry up and sit down, Auntie is unhappy and slaps her face."

"Well, children, starting from today, our small class will implement the small class teaching process, the second version of the trial version, the improved version, that is to say, from the second class today, we have a story class, everyone is welcome."

Papapa, and then, there was a sound of uneven slapping, to say that the loudest slap was the teacher, by the way, there was also the loudest voice, oh, that was Bao'er, Bao'er was excited, story class, and she could be an aunt.

Yes, it's Bao'er, why Bao'er, in fact, this is Bao'er's own fault, but she still enjoys it, and she likes this thing more.

Prefer?

That, this is not Bao'er's first lecture, but the second, ah no, the third lecture, why is it the third time, this, I have to talk about it slowly.

That's how it happened, okay, okay, let's be honest.

That is, on the afternoon of the day Yang Qiao told the story, after Bao'er came home from school.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, where is Daddy, do you know, I'm looking for you, Daddy, Daddy, come out soon?"

"Bao'er, what are you doing?"

"Daddy, Daddy, I'm looking for Daddy!"

Bao'er happily threw away the branch in her hand and jumped into Yang Qiao's arms, in fact, it was Yang Qiao who scooped Bao'er up, and Bao'er's girl covered her face on the side, she was so ashamed, that, ashamed, not ashamed of herself, but ashamed of Bao'er.

"Bao'er, you're looking for Daddy, but why are you digging a rat hole, Daddy can't live in a rat hole?"

Yang Qiao was quite speechless, he thought that what Bao'er was doing, he was digging a mouse hole with a branch to find his father.

Mouse holes?

This is a nasty thing, this Yang family eats too much, so, there are many mice in this family, there are many mouse holes, and Yang Qiao doesn't want to harden the yard or something, so it is normal for this mouse to be flooded, in fact, this is also Yang Qiao's only enemy, an enemy that can't be dealt with, and even, for a while, Yang Qiao is still ready to raise a cat, but, after thinking for a long time, this cat, can't be raised, when the time comes, the cat may be strong, but this mouse, maybe more, yes, this Yang family's creatures, generally speaking, They don't eat proper food.

What is legitimate food?

For example, the wolf should eat raw food, but the wolf cub of the Yang family likes to eat cooked food, and the black eagle also likes to eat cooked food, and the king of horses, it, but it doesn't like to eat meat, but it doesn't eat non-concentrate, even in winter, it also has to eat green food, have you ever seen such a comfortable horse?

Therefore, Yang Qiao is worried that when the time comes, when the time comes, it may reduce the number of mice, but after a long time, if the rats find the cats, they are unwilling to eat them, and even, they are not willing to touch them, yes, they feel disgusting when they touch them, then they have a place of refuge.

"Hee-hee, Daddy, I'm not in a hurry, I want to find Daddy quickly, sure enough, Daddy is here so soon, Daddy, Bao'er wants to hear the story, listen to the stone beads that will roll, oh, it's the spirit beads, Daddy, you say, the spirit beads have found their mother's kiss?"

"Okay, Bao'er wants to listen to the story, but Bao'er listens to the story, and when she gets to school, Bao'er has to tell it to the children."

"Well, yes, yes, daddy will tell Bao'er, and Bao'er will tell the children."

"Daddy, Bao'er, what do you want to tell the children, let's talk to my sister first."

"Luan'er, good girl, also out of school."

"Daddy is really, Luan'er came back with Bao'er's sister, but Luan'er went to see her mother first."

"Okay, okay, Daddy has neglected our little Luan'er, come, hug."

…………

"Okay, okay, daddy, mother, second mother, sister, and little girl, you all sit down, Bao'er is going to talk."

It was the second night, and Boa officially began her storytelling journey, and it was her first storytelling.

"Say, there is a great god, called Nuwa Niangniang, Daddy, what is a great god?"

"The great god is the biggest immortal, so it's called the great god?"

Okay, the story of coaxing the baby, don't care about the correctness, that, you still have to tell the baby, this Nuwa, what is it, the ancestor of mankind, what, what, the sister of a certain emperor, what, what, what, what made people, what, this, it doesn't seem to be interesting to tell, and the baby doesn't care too much.

"It's been a long time, a long time, a long time ago, there was so, so, so long ago."

Bao'er measured with her two hands, stretching out to both sides as much as possible, and that, for a long time, was the distance between her two hands.

"There are two adults fighting, this adult is bad, they like to fight, I have seen someone beat Daddy, Daddy just kicked to death an adult, so a slap, slapped a horse to death, that poor horse and horse, was actually shot to death by Daddy."

Yes, this story of Yang Qiao's battle has become Bao'er's reserved braggadocio project, that is, how brave I am to watch my father fight, well, maybe it will be soon, maybe after a long time, it will become, Bao'er helps Daddy fight.

"Come on, Sister Bao'er, I've heard you tell the story of your father's awesomeness a hundred times."

"A hundred times?"

Bao'er was a little confused.

"One, two, three, four......"

Sister, you lied to people, Bao'er couldn't count a hundred, how could she say it a hundred times.

Bao'er was a little aggrieved.

"Okay, okay, my sister lied, Bao'er didn't say it a hundred times, she just said it ninety-nine times, and added it again."

It's rare, Yang Qiao is also amusing Luan'er.

"Well, it's better to be a father, then, Bao'er continued, saying, two adults fought, and there was an adult named Gonggong, because he couldn't beat the other adult, so he was angry, and he knocked down the pillar that topped the sky, and as a result, on this day, there was no pillar to top, and it was crooked, and this crooked, a hole grew, and so, the water of the Tianhe River leaked down, so ah......"

"Husband, I didn't expect our family Bao'er to have this talent, you see, Bao'er can make up the story you tell like this, Luan'er, do you like to listen to it?"

"Well, well, Sister Bao'er said it very well, Bao'er likes to listen to it too much, Sister Bao'er, you continue to speak."

Smack, "Don't talk about it, if you want to hear what happens next, please wait for the next time, Daddy, Daddy, how is Bao'er talking, Daddy will tell Bao'er a paragraph again!" ”

Yes, it's not that Bao'er doesn't want to talk about it, but the next paragraph, Bao'er hasn't listened yet.

"Okay, okay, next time, didn't Bao'er say the same thing, let's talk about it to the children, or, tomorrow afternoon, tell your friends first."

Bao'er's friends, naturally, are also classmates, or those friends in the amusement park, in fact, when they come back from school in the afternoon, this group of babies will come to this amusement park to play for a while, Yang Qiao estimates that this amusement park may be maintained permanently, not that the school does not have it, but, this time is not right, this afternoon after school, the babies have nowhere to go, naturally, this place is the best place to play.

"Smack!" This time, it became more formal, Yang Qiao not only made a table for people, but also shocked wood, ah, no, should wake up wood, in fact, they all mean the same thing, but, on different occasions, different names, it is just the meaning of getting attention, I want to say, as for what to say, it doesn't matter, the storyteller is naturally a storyteller, and the official is naturally going to start judging the case, and the judge is naturally going to draw conclusions.

"Children, blessed are you, today, I will tell you a story, the story looks like this."

Bao'er sat kneeling behind the desk, holding the waking wood in one hand and a folding fan in the other.

Well, it's a folding fan, I didn't expect that Yang Qiao has traveled for so many years, and he took out this folding fan for the first time, just to cooperate with Bao'er's storytelling process, or rather, Yang Qiao wants to create a new profession, that is, storytelling, yes, that is, storytelling, and, it is possible, Bao'er will become the grandfather, well, perhaps, it would be better to call the ancestor the mother, or rather, this is the most standard statement, even if it is among the people, it has not been sorted out, isn't it!