Singing to your younger brother?

Xixi was stunned after hearing what her mother said. After a while, she giggled and said, "Mama, you lied to me! My brother doesn't know how to do it, he can't understand my singing! Dad said everything, my brother doesn't understand a lot of things!"

Murphy shook his head and said, "Muma didn't lie to you! Although my brother can't understand your singing, he can understand the melody! It's like sometimes the songs that Moma sings, you can't understand the lyrics, but you still think they sound good, right?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "You sing to my younger brother. Now my younger brother finds that he likes it very much. Maybe he grows up and likes to learn to sing, and then sings it to you!"

This is the so-called early childhood education. Murphy actually trusts these prenatal education and new prenatal education. As early as when she was pregnant, she would read story books for the children in her belly, listen to pure classical music, and not idle when she was in confinement. When she interacted with Xiao Tong, she often hummed songs for him personally.

Yang Yi didn't understand at first, but Murphy used Xixi as an example, saying that Xixi was influenced by music since childhood and was so smart now, so Yang Yi also joined the ranks of early education for Xiao Tongtong.

Xixi looked at her parents suspiciously.

Xiao Tong didn't sleep for too long, and Xixi came out of the shower. Xiao Tong was already screamed by Murphy, asking him to drink milk and coax him to play.

As the little guy grew up, Yang Yi and Murphy could not let him finish his meal or finish his sleep, because if he slept too much, at night, the little duck who was in good spirits after sleeping well would make Murphy unable to sleep in the middle of the night, and this kind of sleep that was reversed day and night was not good.

"Hehe!" Xixi saw Xiao Tonghuang woke up, and couldn't wait to climb onto the bed, looking at her brother's silly little face, wondering what she was having fun.

"Sister Xi Xiangxiang is back, shin, sister Xiangxiang, right?" Murphy hugged Xiao Tongtong with a smile so that he could see his sister.

"Hehe, I smell so fragrant, my brother is fragrant too!" Xixi put her head over, not sure whether she smelled the lamp or deliberately made fun of the lamp, and then rolled on the bed with joy, and said.

Of course, the little shin is fragrant. At this time, the baby still has a strong milky fragrance.

"Sister is very beautiful! Our shin will be handsome in the future, as beautiful as our sister!" Murphy gently shook Xiao Tong's hand.

After a while, Murphy and Xixi, who rolled up onto the quilt, rolled up the quilt and came to tease her brother as a big bug, asked, "Do you want to sing for her brother?"

"Okay!" Xixi turned over and sat up again, and said enthusiastically.

The little girl really wanted to perform for her younger brother. Look at her sitting cross-legged. Although there was a sweet smile on her face, her bright big eyes showed seriousness.

Since it's a performance, you have to do your best!

Murphy gently placed the little shin on the bed, lit it affectionately on the tip of the little guy's nose, and said, "Sister wants to sing for you, you must listen carefully, shin."

Of course Xiao Tong didn't understand. His eyes were fixed on his mother who was talking to him. His mouth was slightly opened, and his fleshy calves curled up.

Here, Xixi's singing has begun.

"Pig, you have two holes in your nose..." Just as the first sentence was sung, Xixi suddenly discovered a problem, couldn't help laughing, and giggled.

"Mama! There are two holes in my brother's nose!" Xixi stuck out her tongue, raised her eyebrows and smiled at her mother, "But my brother is not a pig!"

"Of course not, where did you think of it? Who has two holes on his nose! The bun also has two holes, so is Xiaoguai!" Murphy said with a funny look.

"But, but my brother and I sing, like Nan Zhaoyu and the others, I want to play the little pig." Xixi gestured, as if she was afraid that her younger brother would suddenly turn into a little pig.

Although the piglet is also very cute, my younger brother is still as cute as he is now!

"It's okay, my brother doesn't understand. Just don't think so much." Murphy coaxed her helplessly.

Okay, continue singing. The little duck lying on his back had been hung for a while. The little guy raised his hand and put his tender little finger into his mouth and ate it. He seemed to be a little impatient to wait!

After a while, Xixi sang the chorus part.

"Pig head, pig brain, pig body, pig yiba, good baby who never picks on food..." The little girl couldn't help but twist her song.

During the recording, Yang Yi specially remade the accompaniment in order to allow the children in the kindergarten to sing the right rhythm, turning the drum beats louder and using a clear sense of rhythm so that they can sing more neatly and more vigorously.

Now, Xixi, who was infected by the cheerful drum beats, swayed as she sang.

Xiao Tong really couldn't understand the meaning of the lyrics, and maybe he couldn't feel the charm of his sister's singing, but his eyesight was developed quite well, and he could see his sister twisting and smiling, and the little guy seemed to be infected.

The little guy didn't even bother to take his hands. His little hand slid out of his mouth, and in conjunction with the other little hand, he moved rhythmically.

This reaction is not obvious enough.

When Xixi sang the second time, when she sang "You still have a snot when you catch a cold", Xixi's last cute pronunciation was like a feather falling on one end of the scale, which made Xiao Huanghuang's mouth slightly raised and her little mouth opened.

"Mama! Brother is laughing!" Xixi, who had been watching her brother sing, was so happy that she didn't care about finishing the singing, and turned her head excitedly to look at her mother.

Xiao Tongtong can smile, which is different from the unintentional expression before. Recently, he has gradually developed the ability to laugh, especially in his mother's arms, drinking milk and drinking it to satisfy his feelings, and then feeling the strong love in his mother's coax. The little guy will grin and smile and express his emotions with a smile.

"Yes! My brother likes you singing very much, do you see it?" Murphy was also very happy, because it was not so easy for others to make Xiao Tong laugh! Yang Yi once tried hard to coax Xiao Tong laugh, and Xiao Tong just blinked and watched him jump around, which made him feel frustrated as a father.

Now, Yang Yi, who had just come out of the bathroom, heard the noise. He ran over in surprise and asked, "What, what?"

"I sing to my brother, and then my brother laughed!" Xixi said to her father with joy.

"Stay sing, dad!" Yang Yi urged his daughter.

After a while, Xixi's solo became a chorus between her and her father.

Yang Yi basically doesn’t sing this song, and even asked Kim Young-ming to teach him in the recording studio because he felt that this song was too naive and difficult to speak of, which is why he wrote it to the children.

But at this time, how could Yang Yi think so much?

He followed Xixi and hummed softly at the little shining lying on the bed: "Pig, your tail is rolled and rolled. It turns out that running and jumping can't live without it..."

Xiao Tong seemed to like it really, his eyes were curved, his mouth was grinning with a cute smile, and he couldn't stop being happy.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!" He also issued some simple syllables.

"I think he is calling my name." Yang Yi smiled shamelessly, "Yi, Yi!"

Murphy next to him was amused by his cheeky skin, and hugged Xixi and smiled so hard that he leaned back and forth.
Chapter completed!