The little guy didn't realize that he had made a mistake, so he came over to get the crystal ball in his hand - the trophy was spherical, but now it had broken and turned into a crystal ball.
"Go away!"
Xicheng raised his arm angrily. The little guy was scratched by his arm and fell to the floor with a plop. He didn't wear a diaper and fell directly to the floor. It hurt a little. He immediately flattened his mouth and cried loudly.
Xicheng frowned and stood up, placing the trophy that was broken into half in his hand on a high shelf. He turned to look at the crying little guy, feeling unbearable in his heart.
He is just a child, what does he know
It's just a broken crystal trophy. If it's broken, it's broken.
Thinking of this, I immediately regretted it.
It was obvious that she had failed to take good care of him, so how could she still be qualified to lose her temper with him
Squatting down and straightening the crying little guy who was sitting on the ground, Xicheng carefully wiped away his tears.
"I'm sorry, Nian Nian, dad didn't mean to lose his temper with you." The little guy stopped crying and was still sniffling, with tears hanging on his long eyelashes. He looked so aggrieved. Looking at the little guy, , but Xicheng felt distressed, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
After saying sorry several times, I remembered that this little guy probably still doesn’t know what sorry means.
Looking at the broken trophy on the shelf, Xicheng had an idea.
"By the way, I'm sorry if Niannian wants Qiuqiu, dad will take you to find Qiuqiu now."
With that said, he quickly carried him downstairs and walked into the piano room, which he had not entered for a long time. After putting the little guy on the ground, he opened the drawer and rummaged around - when he first started learning vocal music, in order to practice breathing, he often practiced blowing up balloons. There should be two more packages in the drawer.
Ding-
A string sound suddenly sounded behind him.
Xicheng turned around in surprise and saw Niannian, who was standing next to him just now, squatting next to his guitar, plucking the strings with his fingers.
"Be careful with your hands!" Seeing his little hand stretching out the thinnest steel string, Xicheng rushed over and grabbed his little hand, "This will cut your hand, and your hand will hurt."
"It hurts."
"Yes, your hands will hurt and bleed."
Xicheng stretched out his fingers, plucked the strings, and then retracted his fingers as if he was in pain.
"Ah, it hurts so much, it hurts, don't move, do you understand?"
The little guy didn't look at his fingers. His big eyes just stared at the strings that made the sound, as if he was thinking about why that thing made such a sound.
Looking at his appearance, Xicheng raised his eyebrows and then smiled.
"You like this?"
Holding the little guy in one hand, he stretched out his fingers and plucked the strings a few more times. Listening to the high or low sound of the guitar in front of him, the little guy clapped his little hands excitedly and stretched out his little hands with an eager look on his face.
"You can't play this..." Xicheng glanced at the piano from the corner of his eye, and Xicheng's eyes lit up, "Come on, let's play this!"
Carrying him to the piano, he reached out to open the cover, stretched out his fingers and pressed a few keys, then took Nian Nian's little hand and placed it on the keys.
The little guy pressed it for a while but it didn't move. He pressed it harder and the key was pressed down, making a pleasant sound.
He immediately became happy, his little hands pressed randomly on the keys, and he giggled when he heard the tinkling sound of the piano.
Seeing him having fun, Xicheng also had a smile on his face.