The world is broken, the cubs mend it

The little guy's emotions had been calmed down by Song Yunqi. He looked at the little snake held in his father's hand and nodded, poking the snake's belly with his finger.

“I don’t put snakes in other people’s houses.”

"Then let's go and release the snake. It will scare everyone if we keep holding it like this."

Ye Huaixu carried the child to a place with few people and threw the little snake out.

After the little thing landed on the ground, it paused for a moment, as if it couldn't believe that it was being released like this. After a long time, it left, wagging its tail.

The father and daughter washed their hands with disinfectant and went back to reunite with everyone.

Yuanyuan stopped crying. She put her sunglasses back on her head and stood next to her father.

“You’re awesome!”

Anne put her little hand on her shoulder and gave her a thumbs up.

Although snakes are scary, in her heart she is a true warrior.

Yuanyuan gave her an affirmative look, thinking that she was the most capable kid because no one else dared to catch snakes, but she did.

The afternoon tasks are easier and are combined tasks for parents and children.

After Song Yunqi received the task card, he opened it and began to read the contents aloud.

"With the rapid development of modern science and technology, the rural economy has gradually fallen behind, and more and more young people have chosen to work outside the province, leaving more and more lonely elderly people in the village.

So our common task this afternoon is to work with the children to prepare a program as a charity performance for left-behind elderly people and children.

As for what to perform, it is determined by the turntable."

In fact, there are more young people in this village than in other places. The tourism industry here is well developed. For some people, starting a business in their hometown is easier than working hard outside.

In addition to the five family program groups, a senior art troupe was also invited to perform. After the performance, gift packages of rice and oil provided by sponsors were distributed to local elderly and children.

"Now, please ask each family to select a representative to spin the wheel."

Song Yunqi raised his hand and motioned for everyone to look at the turntable next to him, which was divided into four areas of different colors.

They are: song performance, drama performance, dance performance and musical instrument performance.

"I'm going to go around, you wait here for me."

Ye Huaixu decided to do it himself. After choosing a house, he no longer believed in the child's luck.

As long as he doesn't switch to singing, he's OK with everything else.

"Dad, let me turn."

Yuanyuan grabbed his trouser leg and raised her little hand actively.

"Be obedient and let me smoke."

"Dad, I don't want to be obedient."

Honesty is a very beautiful quality, but Ye Huaixu feels that his daughter does not need to retain this quality, she can live a little more falsely.

He was a little overwhelmed by being too honest.

"Forget it, go ahead and turn around."

He finally chose to compromise.

Yuanyuan stood in front of the turntable as she wished. Before it started turning, the director asked her a small question: "Which performance do you like best?"

"Sing!"

The little fellow clapped his hands in the dancing position and stood on tiptoe happily.

The old father standing in the crowd covered his eyes, his vicious wish to have a child was thwarted.

It’s okay to make such a fool of yourself at home. If you post it on the Internet, it will become a high-definition version of your childhood’s dark history.

Under the direction of her uncle, Yuanyuan grabbed the sides of the turntable with her two little hands and gently pushed hard to make the turntable start rolling.

The little guy tilted his head and stared at the turntable seriously. Even though he couldn't read, he found it thrilling.

"..."

Under Ye Huaixu's nervous gaze, the turntable finally stopped at the position he least wanted to face.

"It's singing. Congratulations on getting what you wished for."

Song Yunqi clapped his hands happily for the child. Since the little guy wanted to sing so much, he must be a cute lark.

"Dad, it's singing!"

Yuanyuan trotted to her father and raised her hand to high-five him.

“Awesome…”

Ye Huaixu bent down helplessly and patted her little black hand, thinking about what song to choose.

It is best to use simple nursery rhymes so as not to expose the child’s shortcomings too quickly.

"Yuanyuan likes singing so much, her voice must be amazing."

Annie looked at her expectantly; she looked like she could sing.

"Can you sing a song now?"

When Xingxing heard her say this, her curiosity was also aroused. Her mother said that as long as he was obedient, Yuanyuan would not catch the snake and bite him.

Before the little guy could speak confidently, Ye Huaixu picked the child up and said mysteriously: "You can't sing now, otherwise there will be no surprise when you perform."

"Good!"

Anne reluctantly accepted this and went forward to spin the turntable.

The Feng father and daughter turned to dance, which was exactly what they wanted. Annie had studied street dance for more than a year, and this was very suitable for them.

The collision of traditional Kung Fu and street dance is bound to be interesting to watch.

Chen Jing's family also turned to dance performances, but both the father and son were not very satisfied as they were not very good at dancing and had to learn it on the spot.

Dou Xin and her daughter were chosen to perform musical instruments. Yueyue can play the piano, so it is no problem for her to perform simple pieces, and her mother can sing along.

Zheng Yu and her son drew the drama performance, and they decided to perform a children's play.

The program's car drove to the entrance of the village and picked up several families to go to the rehearsal venue.

Song Yunqi followed at the end and got into the car with Ye’s father and daughter. The little guy sat between the two of them, swinging his legs happily.

"So happy? I guess Yuanyuan must be a very good singer."

"Don't worry, I guarantee you'll be amazed by your ears."

Ye Huaixu lowered his eyes and looked at the child's furry head. He had to find a way to maintain the child's dignity in front of the screen.

amazing?

Song Yunqi stared at Ye Huaixu's face, which lacked confidence, and suddenly leaned closer to ask, "Is she not good at singing?"

"Who do you say sings badly?"

Ye Huaixu immediately got annoyed. He had never even heard of it, so why did he say it was bad?

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Song Yunqi was shocked by his sudden loud shout. He stared at him with a dazed look in his eyes, then paused for a moment before revealing a meaningful smile.

He knows his cousin too well. If it is his strong point, he won't care even if you belittle him. He will even show off his skills when he is in a good mood.

But if you touch his sore spot, he will immediately turn hostile.

“My father sings well.”

Yuanyuan thought he was talking about his father, so he quickly stood up to explain for his father.

"I know…"

Song Yunqi leaned back in his chair and squinted his eyes. Both the father and daughter were very protective of their child.

Ye Huaixu had participated in all the cultural performances held by the school in the past. He once represented the school in a singing competition and won a prize.

but…

Children's voices are soft and crisp. Even if they sing out of tune, it shouldn't sound bad, right?

He still had high expectations for his little niece's singing voice.

Ye Huaixu became uneasy when he thought of his child's singing skills. He leaned his head against the car window, and his two handsome big hands overlapped and squeezed each other hard.

The vehicle drove to the town and was received by the local person in charge.

The schedule for the charity performance was agreed upon in advance, and the person in charge arranged a separate rehearsal room for each family.