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When Yang Yang heard this, he looked up and smiled, and said as if he was distressed, "Beautiful father, I really want to go to heaven, but I can't." So far, I haven't figured out how to get to heaven. ”

"Haha...... Ye Zi'an was amused by this kid's innocent appearance. You can put a wing on yourself and go to heaven. ”

"Beautiful father, don't fool me when I'm young, it's useless to press my wings." Yang Yang nestled in Ye Zi'an's arms, and glanced at him very unhappily, "My mother said that there is a kind of thing that can fly in the sky with people, but I just don't understand what kind of thing is needed to fly in the sky." ”

"Then you can ask your mother."

"My mother said she wouldn't do it." When he said this, he shook his little fist and said, "So I want my mother to draw that thing, and I'll do it when I grow up." ”

"Mei Dad, you said that if you can really make that thing, no matter how high the city wall will be, how powerful it is!"

Yang Chuxia in the carriage couldn't close his mouth when he heard the child's words in front of him.

"This kid is getting more and more whimsical."

"Mother, can't you really do it?" Lele also asked.

"At least my mother can't do it, maybe someone can make it." Originally, she wanted to say that no one in this world could do it, but she suddenly thought of the news reports in her previous life, and there were many news that someone here made a small plane, and someone there made an improvised plane.

"Mother, what does that thing look like? What's your name? ”

Yang Chuxia thought about it and asked Mingcui to find pen, ink and paper, "This thing, it's called an airplane, there are planes for people to ride, and there is a kind of plane specially used for fighting, you wait, my mother will draw it for you to see." ”

"Mother, I'll help you sharpen the ink." When Yang Chuxia spread out the rice paper, Lele automatically took over other things.

"Good!"

Lele watched Yang Chuxia's pen trace the lines on the paper little by little, and that sense of pride arose, feeling that his father and mother were really amazing, as if he could do anything.

"How?" After a while, Yang Chuxia hung the drawings that had been drawn, pointed to the fuselage on it and said, "See, the person is sitting here, and the person in front of him is the person who flies the plane." ”

"Wow, mother, will this be faster than a horse?"

"Of course, it's faster than a horse, if we have this, we can get from Mianyang to Funan in one day." Yang Chuxia touched his son's head and sighed. After staying in ancient times for a long time, when I think about the inventions of my previous life, I suddenly feel that it is simply great.

"My brother will be very interested in this." Lele said after reading it.

"What would I be interested in?" As the mother and son were talking, the carriage stopped, the curtain was lifted, and then Yangyang's smiling little head was revealed.

"This, the plane drawn by my mother? Don't you want to fly, well, this is something that can fly. ”

After he sat down, Lele handed him the paper, but was picked up by Ye Zi'an, who came in later.

"Daddy, you snatch my things." Yang Yang pouted.

Ye Zi'an glanced at him, "This is what my lady painted, you want to find your lady." ”

When Yang Yang heard this, he immediately sneered, "This is painted by my mother, you want to find your mother." ”

"Hehe, boy, it's good, it's sharp." Ye Zi'an rubbed his head vigorously and took him into his arms, "It's done, let's see together, pouting, like a girl." ”