"Can't you just take it lightly?" Liu Miaomiao watched Dong Shanhe hugging Dong Zhiyuan around in his arms, and couldn't help but reprimand. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You're making such a fuss, don't you see that I'm playing with my son?" said Dong Shanhe without raising his head.

On May Day, Dong Shanhe took his son out.

In Dong Shanhe's words, the weather is so good now, if it doesn't come out, it will be more tormenting, Liu Miaomiao thinks about it, anyway, when it is more than 500 million, the temperature has been twenty-seven or eight degrees, and this temperature is not a matter for small things.

It's just that there is wind outside the house, so it's better to be comfortable at home.

Dong Shanhe had no choice but to report him to the platform on the roof, here is a space conceived by Dong Shanhe himself, a space made of all-tempered glass, which can be automatically switched on and off, Dong Shanhe plans to plant flowers and plants here, raise a few animals, put a tea table, and then put a few reclining chairs, when there is nothing to do, you can open the skylight to blow the wind here.

When my mother Yuan Yulan first came here, she also said that it was better to plant vegetables if she was idle here, so frightened that Dong Shanhe immediately refused, and her villa alone cost almost the money of a house.

Dong Shanhe moved the fish tank and a few parrots early, and dug out more than a dozen plants and trees from the space, some big and some small, Dong Shanhe just thought it was beautiful, and no matter what it was, they all put it on the balcony.

Ten days have passed since he was born, and the little thing has long been able to open his eyes, Dong Shanhe looked at his dark pupils and looked at the world curiously, and there was always a kind of pride in his heart, this is his own child, he brought him to this world, let him enjoy this beautiful red dust.

Dong Zhiyuan was also babbling and didn't know what he was talking about, anyway, he could always look at his little mouth muttering.

Dong Shanhe knows that children can't understand what they say, let alone just being born, even if they are more than a year old, sometimes you don't know what he's talking about.

Dong Shanhe hugged his son in the correct posture taught by his mother, and soon put him to sleep, and then put him in the crib.

After stuffing the quilt, Dong Shanhe lay on the recliner and played with the computer while looking at his son.

The novel has been released for a week, and Dong Shanhe hasn't read the results once this week, anyway, the draft has been set for a month, and Dong Shanhe doesn't care about it.

It's just that Dong Shanhe happened to be interested in a few days ago, and wanted to see what kind of achievements his new book had.

Dong Shanhe thinks that what he writes is okay, at least the rhythm is relatively refreshing, and it is not blunt to pretend to be forced to slap his face, at least it is a qualified product according to the mainstream of online articles.

When Dong Shanhe boarded his backstage, he found that his grades were a mess.

After running naked for a week, 30,000 words, and the collection is only a pitiful more than 100, this achievement can simply make him unable to raise his head for Dong Shanhe, "Dog, Lao Tzu originally meant that the results of this book were very good, and when the time came, he could still talk to their faggots, but I didn't expect it to be like this?" Dong Shanhe wanted to cry without tears, such an achievement, not to mention publishing and making movies, even if it was not comparable with a few of his friends.

"Lao Tzu wants to give out red envelopes, Lao Tzu wants to reward!" Dong Shanhe patted the table, dog, if the grades are not good, how will you go out in the future.

Dong Shanhe has been in the online literature circle for many years, and he still knows some of these doorways, but he was just shy in his pocket before, so he can only look at things like brushing the list, now that he has become a rich man, tens of thousands of yuan are not blinking for Dong Shanhe.

Thinking of this, Dong Shanhe charged 100,000 yuan into his account, "How about Lao Tzu try it first?" Dong Shanhe felt that there was some trouble in operating on the computer, so he started to send red envelopes directly on his mobile phone, and the red envelopes of 11,000 recommended tickets were swiped.

Soon swiped a hundred red envelopes, "Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, continue tomorrow." "During Dong Shanhe's decision to start a new book, he brushed the new book list of 10,000 yuan a day, and if he couldn't improve his grades at that time, he could jump the Yangtze River.

Dong Shanhe didn't know that his book was smashed in a red envelope of 10,000 yuan, and he directly jumped to the third place on the new book list.

Many authors refreshed the homepage and saw a magical newcomer author come to the third of the new book, laughed twice in his heart, and turned around to continue to code words.

"It's all my own play, and I don't know which stupid tyrant is brushing the list?"

After looking at the data, I knew that this person spent 10,000 yuan, "It's cool to brush the list for a while, but it depends on whether you can earn it back?"

If these people knew that Dong Shanhe was going to fill the new book period, they would definitely be dumbfounded, and their glasses would fall to the ground.

10,000 yuan a day, and the new book period is at least two months, which is 600,000 yuan, and whether a book can earn 600,000 yuan is a question.

After a while, Dong Shanhe's new book directly jumped to the first place on the new book list, beating several gods and platinum.

It's just that Dong Shanhe is no longer paying attention to these things, and at this moment he is thinking about how to cook lunch for his daughter-in-law.

Since giving birth to a child, Liu Miaomiao's appetite has been greatly opened, compared to when she was pregnant, she has not fallen behind at all, and sometimes she can eat more.

Liu Miaomiao yelled all day long to eat meat and eat meat, didn't want to drink soup, Dong Shanhe could only secretly make it for her, if the mother was here, Dong Shanhe could only smile awkwardly, the mother is an old-fashioned person, the things that are recognized will not change, she thinks that her maternal recipes have been handed down for many years, how can she say that she can change it, and it is also correct for the mother to eat less meat after giving birth, if you eat too much, there will be fat, and if you have more fat, it will block the mammary glands, and there will be no milk at that time.

Liu Miaomiao could only pinch Dong Shanhe's ears every night, and cursed Dong Shanhe with his ears, eating meat, eating meat, eating meat, eating meat.

Dong Shanhe's ears were calloused when he heard Liu Miaomiao say this.

After Dong Shanhe finished swiping his mobile phone, he began to go to the space to slaughter a Luxi ox.

Since you want to eat meat, then eat some low-fat beef, and beef shutters, beef water, beef offal, etc. can be stewed and drunk, the taste of beef brisket is also good, and the best steak Dong Shanhe can also make her a Western food.

For the sake of his daughter-in-law, Dong Shanhe also worked hard, used eighteen kinds of martial arts, and made a few dishes for her.

At noon, when my mother was not there, Liu Miaomiao could finally be generous and didn't have to eat secretly.