下班回来,打老远就见我家门口围了黑压压的一群小孩。“快来看呀,快来买呀,一毛钱5只。”这是女儿字正腔圆的叫卖声。我三步并作两步,到跟前一看,气得满脸通红。原来,女儿放学后,将郊区养肉蛙的叔叔送给她玩的小蝌蚪摆在家门口叫卖呢。这多丢人!我正要上前制止,女儿却先开口了:“爸爸,我拿自己的东西卖钱,给‘希望工程’捐款不行吗?”童心不可欺呀,面对女儿那副天真无邪的认真劲,我无可奈何地进了屋,一个人抽起闷烟,不知该 Come back from get off work, hit my door all the way to see a group of children around the dark. “Come on, come and buy, five cents a dime.” I have three steps and two steps to look ahead, angry face flushed. It turned out that after the daughter of the school, the suburbs to raise the frog’s uncle gave her playing tadpole placed in front of the house selling it. This is more shameful! I was about to stop, my daughter was the first to say: “Dad, I take my own things to sell money, donated money to ’Hope Project’?” Childish bully, in the face of her daughter Innocent and serious, I have no choice but to enter the house, a person pumping smoked, I do not know