Dad’s Marvel chat group

It was almost noon, while Xiao Yan was eating with his daughter Jiajia, his cell phone kept ringing.

"Dad, who are you chatting with?" Jiajia asked curiously.

Xiao Yan felt a little hot. He turned on the air conditioner and replied with a smile: "We were chatting in the group. Jiajia was so good today. She actually took the initiative to do her homework."

Jiajia glanced at her grandma, and opened her small pink mouth, revealing a row of white and neat teeth. She wanted to say that she was influenced by her mother Nalan Yanran, but thinking that grandma didn't know about her mother, she just Sensible: "Well, Jiajia has always been very good. There are a few questions I can't do today. Dad will teach me this afternoon."

"it is good!"

Xiao Yan agreed, he always wanted to teach Jiajia to do homework, but in order to make Jiajia happy, he never forced his daughter, instead he has been playing games with her recently.

...

On the side, Shen Luoying threw a bone to the little white dog. The little white dog shook its head and tail. Maybe Jiajia loved holding the puppy too much, and the puppy was a little afraid of Jiajia. Now it is closer to Xiao Yan's mother.

"Xiao Yan, why have you been so extravagant recently? Just leave the door open and turn on the fan... Turn on the air conditioner all day long, and the electricity bill is also very expensive."

Shen Luoying didn't want to talk about this at first. The air conditioner in Xiao Yan's room was on all day long, so she didn't want to say anything. She just had to endure it while eating.

Xiao Yan felt that there was no need for him to hide from his family anymore.

I'm not a songwriter, so it's really hard to explain clearly, but novels have always been Xiao Yan's dream, and many people know that.

"Mom, you may not believe me when I tell you, my novel is popular."

"What?"

"..."

Shen Luoying was stunned, and Jiajia immediately raised her head. Only the little white dog couldn't understand, and was still eating the bones with relish.

For the rare breed dogs in the city, dog owners dare not give their pets bones for fear of getting stuck or indigestion.But the native dogs in the countryside don’t. They have tenacious vitality, and the best food is bones, meat or dog food, and it is impossible for rural families to buy their own native dogs.

Huhu~

The air conditioner also blows refreshing cool breeze at this time.

"I said, my dream is about to come true. Don't you guys always want to know why I'm always laughing lately? I'm not crazy, and it's not that I can't think about it. It's just... the dream I've been holding on for nearly ten years is finally coming true gone."

When Xiao Yan said these words, he actually went against his will, because he knew that the real original author of "Fights Break Sphere" was not him, but in the water polo, Xiao Yan had the cheek to say it was himself.

There was sadness and emotion in the voice. "I can finally say that I am a writer."

...

Shen Luoying was silent for a long time.

Daughter Jiajia's expression is also very flat. In her eyes, father's writing novels is synonymous with waste, downcast, and poverty.

"Your so-called success means that your novel has been signed and recommended?"

There was doubt in the mother's voice, and she looked at Xiao Yan with extremely unsteady eyes.

After all, Xiao Yan's dream was too unrealistic.

Did his so-called success limit increase from 600 yuan a month to 1 yuan a month?

There is not much difference in essence. Of course, for Xiao Yan, the son who has a dream, it is indeed a kind of success.

"Mom, how can you look down on me so much?"

Xiao Yan said the numbers directly.

"This month is already at the end of the month. If there is no accident, I estimate that my manuscript fee should be more than 1."

Under the surprised expressions of his mother Shen Luoying and daughter Jiajia who opened their eyes and mouth wide at the same time, Xiao Yan continued: "Besides, this is just the reward money from readers. If there is no accident, there should be more money next month." .”