"here comes the food!" Yang Guo came out of the kitchen with a smile. Holding Qiqi's bottle in his hand, he shook the milk inside and walked towards Qiqi like a show off.

Qi Qi was half lying in the rocking chair, pedaling her legs and looking at Yang Guo. Her right hand fingers reached into her mouth, and her lips turned up and down. She didn't know whether she was biting or sucking.

"Oh, Qiqi, why did you eat your little hand again?" Yang Guo frowned and squatted beside the rocking chair with a puzzled face.

Qiqi looked at her father's enlarged face and felt very happy. She lifted her left arm and waved it in the air. She almost touched Yang Guo's face, as if she wanted her father to taste it.

Yang Guo smiled and stretched out his hand to pull out the fingers of Qiqi's right hand, stretched out his head, and said menacingly, "Ouch! If you don't obey, dad will eat you." Qiqi's drooling hands were a little creamy, but they were wet. Yang Guo took the small handkerchief next to the rocking chair and wiped it for her.

Qiqi didn't understand, but she was amused by Yang Guo's action. She pushed her calf high, touched Yang Guo's hair, and grinned.

Yang Guo took Qiqi out of the rocking chair, held her in front of her face, put her head on her forehead, and said, "still naughty! Still naughty!"

Qiqi also refused to be outdone and came back. Yang Guo played with her for a while, and finally kissed her little face. Then she happily took her back to her arms and began to feed her.

Yang Guo looked at Qiqi gulping greedily at the milk in the bottle, grinding the pacifier at the front of the bottle, and suddenly understood!

It turns out that Qiqi likes eating her own hands so much recently. She doesn't really think her white and tender hands are delicious, but she takes her little hands as pacifiers.

Yang Guo remembered the parenting books she had read before, which analyzed the reasons why children ate their hands. One reason was that the child's attachment to the source of milk, and she would unconsciously put her little hand in her mouth to suck.

Especially for artificially fed children, because every time the milk in the bottle is drunk, the parents will take away the bottle, so she has relatively few chances to suck, and then she will gradually turn to suck her fingers. This situation will continue until the sucking reflex gradually disappears, and then it will slowly improve.

There is another reason why children eat their hands. That is because when children are about to have teeth, their gums will feel uncomfortable, and she will feel itchy or even painful. In this way, she will be more crazy to put her little hand into her mouth to alleviate such uncomfortable feelings.

No matter what the reason is, Yang Guo can't let Qi Qi chew her fingers every day. Human skin will wrinkle or even wear out after soaking in water for a long time, not to mention Qiqi's skin that can be broken by blowing? Looking at Qiqi, who was still desperately sucking milk, Yang Guo secretly said, "it's time to buy her a pacifier that can be bitten in her mouth!"

At this time, Yang Guo's mobile phone rang, but Yang Guo was still feeding Qiqi, and his hands couldn't spare time, so he didn't answer it. The phone rang for a long time before it stopped.

Who is it? Yang Guo was very confused, so he would call back later.

Yang Guo noticed that Qiqi's mouth was sparkling. This must not be the exudation when drinking milk now. It should be that her fingers bit in her mouth just now, which stimulated her mouth to secrete more saliva, and then it all flowed outside! After Qiqi finished drinking, Yang Guo quickly took a small towel and wiped the saliva on the corner of her mouth.

Put Qiqi down in the rocking chair. After Yang Guo finished packing the milk bottle, he finally made room to pick up his mobile phone from the tea table.

"You can't eat hands!" Yang Guo stretched out his hand and pulled out Qiqi's right hand, which was biting in her mouth again, and said, "listen, dad will buy you a pacifier in the evening."

He turned his head and pressed the home button on his mobile phone. The screen lit up. It turned out that it was his mother calling. Yang Guo opened the unlocking screen and dialed back.

"Hello? Mom."

"Fruit, why are you answering the phone now?" Xu Jinfeng asked anxiously.

Hearing Xu Jinfeng's tone, Yang Guo became nervous and hurriedly asked, "Mom, what happened at home?"

"Nothing happened? What happened at home?" Xu Jinfeng asked back.

"No, I'm dizzy. Why are you so serious? I thought something big had happened! It scared me. I was just feeding Qiqi, and I didn't have time to answer the phone." Yang Guo said sadly.

"I'm not worried about you. Fruit, don't take any railway recently. That, that, brother tie, what's the name of the news?"

Yang Guo heard his father Yang tie's gruff voice faintly on the microphone: "bullet train! What railway is not railway? You didn't remember it so many times on the bullet train news!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm stupid, just you!" Xu Jinfeng scolded him, then turned around and said, "fruit, yes, it's called the bullet train. Don't take the bullet train recently! Ouch, it's said in the news these days. It's frightening. Two big iron boxes collided and killed hundreds of people!" Xu Jinfeng's words made Yang Guo feel a little shocked and uncertain now.

Yang Guo rolled his eyes up, some speechless, paused, and said, "Mom, did you see the bullet train rear end collision last week?"

What happened several days ago, two bullet trains somehow collided with each other. At that time, it was widely spread on the Internet. How can Yang Guo not know?

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it." Xu Jinfeng said.

"How long did it take you to tell me this? And it's not as terrible as you said. Hundreds of people died. The statistics on the news came out, and 40 people died." Yang Guo said helplessly.

"Is there less than forty people? Didn't you see that the car turned over, how can people be better?" Xu Jinfeng said unhappily.

"I know. I also saw the pictures of the scene. It's very tragic, but don't be too afraid. Such things don't happen every day. How can they happen by coincidence?" Yang Guo said.

"I don't think you're alert!" Xu Jinfeng seriously criticized Yang Guo's careless attitude towards major events, "It's over when it happens! You know what? You think it's a coincidence that such a big thing is happening? It's not all the negligence of those people in charge of the railway! Eating, drinking and having fun every day, wasting people's fat and cream, and playing games at work. How can you be in the mood to work like this? You still want to take their car and hand over your life to such a person?"

Xu Jinfeng doesn't know whether she has seen too much news or TV dramas recently. She can also use idioms to reason. Yang Guo was stunned by this long lecture. But where can Yang Guo take charge of national affairs? The railway department must give an explanation to the people when such a big thing happens. Don't you see that the prime minister has rushed to the scene?

What Yang Guo has to do now is to calm the old lady's mood. He said, "Mom, don't be angry. I don't listen to you. You see, I've been staying at home all day to take care of Qiqi. How can I get any chance to go outside and take the bullet train? Yes, I don't go anywhere."

Xu Jinfeng thought about it at this time, and her tone also eased down, saying, "whether you have it or not, you should be careful anyway. Let's not take a ride in such a dangerous place. It's not much faster. You can get home by taking a five or six hour bus to the passenger station."

"Yes, yes, you said." Yang Guo echoed.

"By the way, what's the matter with last week's blind date? Tell me, how can it get yellow?" Xu Jinfeng's tone changed.

Yang Guo's head is big. Why did he suddenly talk about his blind date? Yang Guo wailed in his heart, "Mom, I want to talk about current affairs and politics with you! Let's not change the topic so fast, OK?"

Yang Guo hardened his head, explained the situation of the other party briefly with his mother, and then accepted the bombing of his mother's marriage outlook education for half an hour with a bitter face. The history of struggle from childhood to adulthood has given Yang Guo rich experience in dealing with his mother. In this case, he must not talk back to his mother. It's definitely an act of death to argue with Xu Jinfeng, who is fond of being a teacher. The method is summed up in one word, "drag"!

Until my mother is thirsty, until my mother is happy, until my mother is willing to put down the phone. Anyway, after putting down the phone, Yang Guo can forget everything his mother said before. Now he is far away in Yangcheng, Tiangao emperor is far away, and his mother can't interfere with what he does.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Guo collapsed on the sofa like an amnesty and threw away his hot mobile phone, thinking that he was finally saved!

Turning around and looking at Qiqi, Yang Guo couldn't help jumping up again.

"Qiqi, why did you put your finger in your mouth again!" Yang Guo angrily pinched Qiqi's small face, pulled her right hand out again, pressed it, and wouldn't let her put it back. Even if Qiqi grunted discontentedly, Yang Guo would not let go.

In the afternoon, Yang Guo got up and routinely opened the backstage of Yeeyan. Com. He found that after a week, the recruitment project of Qiao Jiao's main biography translator, which he thought was completely dead, finally came news.

Yang Guo passed the first round of trial translation. Like the other 49 people who passed, he received an invitation for the second round of trial translation.

"Pa Pa Pa", Yang Guo pressed the knuckles of both hands once, put down the button to accept the second round of trial translation with a full face of fighting spirit, and the page jumped to a new document page.

In the second round, Walter, the author of Qiao Jiao's biography, needs trial translation? Selected articles from another work of Isaacson. Of course, it's not his best-selling books that are famous and have long been translated into Chinese. Yeeyan.com won't be stupid enough to translate Kissinger's biography, Benjamin Franklin: an American's life, Einstein: life and the universe and other works to them.

This selected article comes from an article published in a company's journal when he was the editor in chief of time magazine. This journal is not popular in China, and naturally few people have read it.

However, Yang Guo is just one of the few people who have read the original text. Some time ago, after submitting the first round of translations for this audition, he searched all Isaacson's works on the Internet. Yang Guo's original intention was to get familiar with Isaacson's writing style and some commonly used rhetorical devices. Unexpectedly, he accidentally read this article on a website.

Although Yang Guo only understood this article with English thinking at that time, it did not prevent him from reciting the whole article at that time. Seeing this excerpt, Yang Guo immediately recalled the content of the full text. The next thing to do is very simple. Yang Guo only needs to translate the understanding in his mind into Chinese, and then polish it a little, and the translation will be fresh.

"It's not very difficult..." Yang Guo sent back the translation, stretched his head on his back, and thought humbly.

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