371 Poetry and distance need money

"Okay, don't complain, complain again at night, the meal is ready."

Li Tiantian pushed his face away, and then got down from the man and said.

Fu Qingyu had regret in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

When the two of them came out, they were already seated.

"Mom, you and Dad are too slow, Grandpa said, not eating actively, there is a problem with the brain. You and Dad are so stupid. ”

Eating fresh meat dumplings, Meng Meng didn't forget to laugh at Li Tiantian and Fu Qingyu.

Fu Qingyu frowned and glanced coldly at Mengmeng's warning.

"Stinky boy, eat yours."

Li Tiantian also sat down, stretched out her hand and tickled him.

This kid is getting more and more powerful.

"I feel that it is suitable for eating hot pot on a cold day, let's go to Qingsong to eat hot pot at night, shall we?"

Li Tiantian ate dumplings, and suddenly suggested that she really wanted hot pot.

Fu's mother was the first to echo: "Nazhong, I just want to eat too, if they don't go, let's go." ”

Although Fu's mother is old, she still likes spicy food when she eats hot pot, and she doesn't like to eat clear soup.

"It's okay, let's go order a small pot, serve some food, it's best to eat it, and then order two more bottles of drinks."

Li Tiantian fantasized for a moment.

Father Fu was the first to disagree, glanced at his wife and said, "Look at your mother, we haven't said we won't go, so she will make a decision." ”

"Then it's okay if you go, I didn't let you go, look at your grievances."

Mother Fu rolled her eyes and scowled.

Father Fu: ...... He is not worthy to speak.

The family talked while eating, and finally decided to eat them all.

After all, it's a hot pot, and it's lively when there are many people.

There are a lot of dumplings, one of the men ate two big bowls, Fu Mu and Li Tiantian didn't eat so much, but they also ate one bowl of one person, and the little fart Meng Meng now also eats six big dumplings, so he still wants to eat it, but he was rejected by Fu Mu.

Children don't dare to eat so much meat.

Li Tiantian was afraid that he would be hungry, so she specially made him a bowl of malt milk essence to drink.

Looking at the malt milk essence, Li Tiantian misses milk tea a little, red bean milk tea, burnt fairy grass, poplar branch nectar, cranberry and blueberry double ......

I want to drink it when I think about it, and it would be nice if I could open a bubble tea shop.

Li Tiantian thought, but don't care about this first, she has finally finished writing and serializing.

The response is very good, and it can't be compared with those gods who wear books and heroines write a book that is popular through half the sky, but it can be regarded as a little famous.

After all, she didn't write this in her last life, and she has no experience, and now this book is just a test of the waters, and it can be regarded as her debut work.

The plot and rhythm were decided after repeated scrutiny, and the plot was still dragged on.

A book is nearly 400,000 yuan, which is now considered a long work, and it is not worth mentioning compared to the book that will be put into the luck and starting point of the future generations.

This book has also been transferred tens of thousands of yuan, and it is not even a drizzle compared to her company's dividends, but she is still very happy, thinking that she has condensed her hard work and written it word by word for countless nights.

Exaggerate, like another child of hers.

She decided to continue writing in the future.

It's not just for money, because she's not short of money now, it's more about feelings.

Only when you have money can you talk about feelings!

After all, poetry and distance need money.

A few days ago, she received a reward from the system, and it was still ten points.

With the addition of the previous points, she now has forty-five points.

Fifty-five points short, she will be free, not without hope.