My name is Shen Weilan, I was born in an ordinary family that can no longer be ordinary, according to my father, the word Weilan takes the meaning of "micro orchid", that is, although the orchid is ordinary and weak, but it is very strong. Because we are an ordinary family, there is neither power nor money, except for self-effort, there is no second chance to get ahead, otherwise we can only stay in the village honestly, like other girls, when we grow to eighteen or twenty, we will find a similar family to marry, and from then on we will be a real housewife, guarding our children and husbands all my life, and I can only look up at the sky above my head and listen to the wonderful world outside with my ears.

And I, in the whole village, as a girl, may be a strange in the eyes of others, because I am not willing to go to work and marry only after graduating from junior high school, and I have chosen a path that no one has walked in the past decades - to enter high school and go to university. And I was really lucky enough to finish college, get out of the village where I was born and raised, become the editor of S City A Magazine, and settle in the city with Qiangzi.

In the five years since graduation to this year, in the eyes of many people, it is a very enviable opportunity to become the editor-in-chief at a young age, and along the way, it seems that the god of luck has been favoring me, however, only I know how much effort and sweat I have put in for this career. Whenever I have in my dictionary, there are only two words "hard work", try to be a good editor, try to take care of the family, and work hard to earn money to give my daughter a better future...... The goal is single and persistent, and life is simple and peaceful.

However, six months ago, this calm was broken little by little, stripped away.

In the busyness of day after day, late autumn is coming unexpectedly. One night was extraordinarily quiet, the breeze mixed with the slightest coolness sent away the summer heat, the frogs who sang and sang seemed to play hide and seek mischievously, and disappeared, the stars lazily enjoyed the cool night sky with the moon, and the night was like an invisible huge curtain, falling on the large glass window of my room, impatiently trying to draw a break for me.

I stared at the hazy moonlight on the window, lying motionless in bed and anxious. After a while, I seemed to hear the sound of deep breathing, and it was estimated that my daughter had fallen asleep, so I gently picked up the mobile phone on the table next to me and saw that the time was 9:30, "It's okay, there's still some time." I sighed in my heart, so I quickly unlocked it and opened WeChat.

"Sister Lan, have you finished writing your article? We will publish it on time at 10 o'clock in the evening. ”

"Sister Lan, are you there? The editor of the official account Xiao Wang began to urge over and over again in a hurry.

"It's the 23rd of the month, and the magazine has to be printed on the 28th. And this time, I think it's better for you to go to the printing house and keep an eye on it, the mistake last time was so serious that even the page numbers can be bound incorrectly!"

"Xiaolan, leave your advertising space for me, the price is preferential, and I will do it for a year. "Huang is always a mobile phone boss.

"Okay, right away. ”

"Okay, got it. ”

"I'll help you tomorrow to see if there's room for a discount, thank you for your support. I replied quickly, and then anxiously opened an unfinished article, ready to continue.

At this moment, "Mom, can I play with your phone at dinner tomorrow?" suddenly asked the daughter who was lying next to her. I turned my head slowly, only to see her eyes fixed on the phone I held up, motionless, and I froze for a moment.

"Baby, aren't you asleep already?" I asked nervously.

"I was already asleep, and as soon as you took your phone, I woke up. She yawned heavily, rubbing her eyes with her little hands.

"Well, hurry up and go to sleep, mom has to hand in a manuscript, it's too late. As he spoke, he kissed her forehead gently, comforting her and hoping that she would understand, and looked at the time again, it was already 9:45.

"Then you have to promise me to let me play with your phone at dinner tomorrow night, will you, Mommy?" the daughter took the opportunity to play a clever trick, and her tone was negotiating and shy.

"What do you want to play with your phone?" I asked tentatively, wondering what her curiosity was, as I spun my brain, flapping my fingers, racing against time, and choosing words and sentences.

"I want to send WeChat and Moments. Her answer surprised me a little, and I stopped, turned my head to look at her, and looked serious.

You know, she's only five years old. Usually, she is only interested in Barbie dolls, plasticine and all kinds of games, and she always holds all kinds of picture books and tells me to repeat the stories she likes over and over again. As soon as I took out my mobile phone, she would say, "Mom, don't play with your phone, play with your baby".

"But you don't have any friends, and you don't have a WeChat ID?!" I then asked rhetorically, and began to turn around and rush the manuscript again.

"I want to use your WeChat, I have friends, there are many children in the kindergarten, I want to chat with them, I can also send it to my father, grandfather, grandmother, grandma, grandpa. I want to take beautiful photos and post them to my friends. Her eyes filled with excitement as she spoke.

"Silly boy, you don't even know a few words. Besides, playing with mobile phones hurts your eyes a lot, and it's easy to be short-sighted, you don't want to be like your mother, you can't see clearly when you take off your glasses, and your eyes will become unrefreshed, and they won't be beautiful at that time. I patiently explained, trying to dispel her thoughts.

"Mom, but WeChat is very fun, I really want to play. She began to be coquettish, and one rolled over and climbed on top of me, hugged me tightly with a pair of small hands, and pressed her little face up.

It seems that today is going to be nerve-wracking, I hastily made an end to the manuscript, clicked to save, and had no intention of checking again, so I sent it directly to Xiao Wang, and sent a message "Xiao Wang, I'm sorry, the manuscript was sent late today, forgive me." ”

The task is completed, and I am relieved, and I have to explain it to my daughter.

"When you look at my mother's WeChat, most of them are used to keep in touch with colleagues, clients, friends, and your teachers. One is to make it more convenient to make orders, so that the baby can earn money to buy clothes and toys; the second is to make it convenient for friends and colleagues to find their mothers; third, your teacher often has to send homework, and we need the cooperation of our parents, I know well, by the way, the teacher will often send some of your photos, I can know what my baby is like at school. If the teacher sends a message and I don't see it, it is likely that I will not be able to pick up the baby. I stroked her head with my hand, explained to her little by little, and finally deliberately used her teacher's example to scare her.

"Mom lies! You are always very happy when you read WeChat, you see ...... like this" As soon as I said this, my daughter immediately retorted, and couldn't describe it, so she raised her head and used her hands to prop up her little cheeks, and learned how I laughed, "Sometimes you still talk by yourself." He gestured and pretended to talk while looking at his phone. That's when I realized that she was observing me so carefully.

"You little one!" Amused by her behavior, and a little embarrassed, I knocked her little head, "You go to bed first, and if you behave well, I can think about it, okay." "I couldn't find a better reason for it, so I could only fool it first.

"Okay...... "Okay" was a little disappointed, but when I said that I could consider it, I seemed to see some hope, "Mom, I will definitely behave well." As he spoke, he immediately rolled off of me, and while he lay down properly, his little mouth kept muttering.

"Mom, you see I close my eyes, I will eat and sleep obediently, go to school obediently, and help the teacher set up a small chair. By the way, tomorrow I will help my mother wipe the table, clean up, and be a good helper for my mother. ”

"Hey. I sighed again helplessly, and the night outside was quiet, but I felt as if the moonlight was beginning to dim.

Slowly turning her head, my daughter has fallen asleep, a satisfied smile is still quietly staring at the corner of her mouth, but I have no sleep, my heart is full of mixed feelings, I don't know why, suddenly flashed Zhang Ailing's sentence "Life is a gorgeous robe, which is full of lice." "In the past, I was always skeptical of this sentence, but now, I really understand that I am already the person in the words, and I can't help but sigh.

"Forget it, it's useless to think about it so much, it will only add to your troubles, so let's plan for tomorrow. The little one's request, whether to agree or not, or to discuss it with her father. I shook my head vigorously, pulled back my wandering thoughts, slowly supported my tired body with my hands, tiptoed out of bed and put on my slippers, stepped on the door like a space walk, opened the door as silently as possible, and walked to the door of the study.

In the room, next to the big desk, my husband was playing games at night, and the familiar CS gunshots came from the computer, and it was estimated that he looked enthusiastic because he was too excited. Seeing me coming, he was a little embarrassed and quickly explained, "I've just finished busy, take a break." ”

I glanced at the entire bookcase behind the desk standing against the wall, ignored him, walked straight over, and took out a copy of "Du Fu's Poetry Notes", the outer packaging plastic film had not been removed, bowed my head and smiled ashamedly, and put it back in embarrassment.

"The little guy said he wanted to play with my phone just now, what do you think about this?" I didn't answer his words, and got straight to the point.

"The child is curious, we ourselves are always in our hands, and she naturally does the same. There is no way to put an end to it, so let it be supervised and controlled. What do you say?" the husband continued to stare intently at the computer as he expressed his opinion seriously.

"Yes, the more you stop it, the more it fuels her interest. How long do you think is appropriate?" I agreed.

"Well, you see, maybe 20 minutes, half an hour. My husband still didn't raise his head and said.

"Oh, well, that's all. Then I'll go to bed first, don't play too late and go to bed early. Seeing that he didn't mean to end, I walked out directly.

"Hey......" I sighed again, this time deep and lonely. I don't know if the light on my husband's desk is too dazzling, as soon as I came out, it was suddenly dark in front of me, "This moon is beginning to be lazy in autumn", I muttered to myself.