Jia Youwei's mobile phone on the right side of the pillow rang at six o'clock in the morning. He opened his eyes and sat up straight as if he had touched an electric door.

After two or three seconds, I turned sideways to hold the phone in my hand and turned off the alarm on it. He got up so early, definitely not for morning exercise, but to make breakfast for his daughter.

When someone else makes breakfast, it's probably to save money. Jia Youwei made breakfast for his daughter, on the one hand, he really loved her, and on the other hand, he was for the health of the child, after all, eating out was unhygienic.

He lifted the covers, shifted his body, and got on the bed. I got up in my slippers and began to brush my teeth, wash my face, and go to the toilet as usual.

After Jia Youwei finished all this, he went downstairs in his pajamas to the kitchen and began to prepare breakfast. He loaded the soybeans he had soaked last night into the soymilk machine.

After the sound of pulling the bellows in a string of "woo woo woo", the freshly ground soy milk came out. Next, you have to start making flour and frying fritters.

Jia Youwei is a genuine rich man, and he doesn't need to do chores personally. After all, this is a problem that can be solved with money, and that is not a problem.

After divorcing his ex-wife, everything changed dramatically. He began to be both a mother and a father, frying, cooking, laundry and cleaning.

Others are forced to do so because of their family's limited economic conditions, but he is stimulated to change sex. I just want to prove that rich people can still do housework well and be good dads.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the electronic alarm clock in the kitchen also began to "ding", and it began to "ding". Jia Youwei washed his hands, wiped them dry, walked in front of it again, pressed his right hand on it, and it stopped ringing.

He walked out of the kitchen, upstairs, and pushed the door straight into his daughter's bedroom. While pulling back the bedroom curtains, he urged: "Little lazy pig, get up." ”

Jia Qianqian lay on his side on the bed, holding the HelloKitty puppet tightly with both hands. Even if she had been woken up from her sleep, she pretended not to hear.

Jia Youwei walked to his daughter's bed, sat at the head of the bed, pulled her up, and said, "Little lazy pig, get up." If you don't get out of bed, you'll be late for school. ”

"I want to sleep, not school. Jia Qianqian didn't open his eyes, facing up, his head back. She was still dragged by her father and sat up.

As soon as Jia Youwei let go of his hand, his daughter was like a boneless person, and she fell down to the left side. From Monday to Friday, there is always a tug-of-war to stage with my daughter.

He shook his head slightly, and went to pull his daughter up again from the bed. As soon as he let go of his hand, Jia Qianqian would lie down again and be bedridden.

"Little lazy pig, if you don't get up again, my bedtime story tonight is not what I said last night, but I will continue to tell you fairy tales!" Jia Youwei made a big move.

Jia Qianqian suddenly opened his eyes. She took the initiative to get up, and began to push her father with both hands and said, "You go out quickly, I'm getting up." ”

Jia Youwei got up and left his daughter's room. He went down to the first floor again, and carried the same things from the kitchen to the dining room table.

While waiting for his daughter to come here for dinner, he went to the mailbox outside the door and picked up several newspapers he had subscribed to.

Jia Qianqian habitually got up and went into the bathroom to brush his teeth, go to the toilet, and take off his nightdress to take a bath. Walking back to the bedroom, she opened the closet and found a clean set of underwear and a new school uniform to change into.

Jia Qianqian went down to the first floor and sat at the dining table to start eating breakfast, which was usually around 7:40. Twenty minutes of meal time was more than enough for her.

At eight o'clock, she put on her small school bag, went out on time, and walked on the road for another quarter of an hour, so that before half past eight, she could get to the classroom of the first class of the second grade of the school.

Jia Qianqian's five-day schedule of going to school was urged by her father on time like a pendulum, which can be described as unhindered.

She sat on the right side of the long table, eating breakfast, and reminded: "Lao Jia, don't forget to go to the bookstore to buy the books you should buy."

Tonight, I don't want to listen to you tell me fairy tales. The fairy tales you tell me are even more terrifying than ghost stories. ”

Jia Youwei closed the newspaper on his hands, and said with a serious expression: "Eat without speaking, sleep without speaking." ”

"In such a big house, except for the fat man and a dog, there are only two of us. Empty and not even very popular.

Don't you feel that your heart is not settled? What's more, we still live in a deep house compound during the Republic of China. The story of "An Embroidered Shoe" should also be known to you.

It is said that Grandpa's third aunt is the well that jumped from the well in our back garden. Jia Qianqian still said while eating.

Jia Youwei has long been accustomed to his daughter's "nonsense". He hung his head and said, "Listen to what you mean, should we sell the house and move?"

Jia Qianqian has long wanted to live in an elevator apartment with a strong sense of modernity, spacious and bright, and can also overlook the infinite night view and good scenery of the city.

She nodded heavily like a chicken pecking rice, and said with a smile: "We are really father and daughter, and we will understand as soon as we say it." ”

"Sell our Jia family's ancestral home? It's almost the same as selling you. You can figure it out. Anyway, I'm not a bad son and an unscrupulous descendant.

As for whether you will be a descendant in the future, if you want to sell this house, you will have to wait until I die. Don't worry, I won't have to wait long, I'm not greedy, it's enough to live to be ninety-nine years old. I don't even have the luxury of being 100 years old. Jia Youwei pretended to be angry and said.

Jia Qianqian knew that there was no play, and said disappointedly: "Didn't I just discuss the possibility with you?

"We reason, we convince people. If you don't feel comfortable living here, it's not impossible to move out. First, go to where your mom lives.

The place where she lives is the elevator apartment of your dreams, second, I transfer you to a closed school, then you can live on campus, and third, you grow up and get married. Jia Youwei said calmly.

"There's just no choice. Boring. "Jia Qianqian and his own mother don't have a good personality and can't get along. In addition, I can't get used to what the other party does, and getting along is more uncomfortable than death.

Of course, she was not willing to leave her father's care to go to the closed school of Rauschzi. In my own opinion, it is an abandonment from the family, which is tantamount to exile.

When she gets married, she has to wait at least ten or twenty years, or even longer. Of course, my dad said that there was one option missing, and that was to study abroad in the future. However, this is also in the distant future.