Reborn 1980, she loves her husband so much that she goes crazy

Of course, Chu Jiangchuan knew what his wife was resenting. He pinched her sleeping face with pride, made a simple porridge and side dishes, ate it and went to the base.

It was almost noon when Tang Ximian woke up. After taking a simple bite, he called the editor of the magazine. After contacting him, he said he would arrive tonight at the latest.

When she had nothing to do, she would write stories while watching the children. It was rare to spend such a long time with the children. Unknowingly, the children went from being able to hold them to holding their feet and gnawing on them. Time really flew by. !

"Ahh..." The little boss struggled to be held by his mother, and suddenly two vague words came out of his mouth: "Well, Mom!"

Tang Ximian's hand paused for a moment: "You, call me? Say it again! Mom!"

The little boss talks about Aba Aba.

Tang Ximian couldn't help but laugh. For a child who was only eight months old, she was still too anxious!

He reached out to pick up his son and changed his diaper. The little eldest son pressed his mother's tender face and smiled again: "Mom."

His voice is not quite standard yet, but he is definitely calling mom!

Tang Ximian was shocked: "Hey! Can you call me mom?"

I can call my mother at eight months, no one would believe me if I told her!

Even though he knew that the current little boss didn't know what his mother meant, and he didn't know that someone would agree if he made this sound, Tang Ximian was still extremely happy.

The little boss is just the little boss, he just acts like a big brother!

Of these children, the one who eats the most right now is Weiwei, and the one with the most obvious growth is Chu Hongjin, the eldest child.

As for the youngest Chu Hongrui, it can only be said that he follows in his brother's footsteps and is relatively cold, not as smiling as the eldest brother.

Chu Jiangchuan didn't have anything to worry about. He himself didn't like to smile by nature. If it hadn't been for Mianmian, he would still be the cold-faced King of Hell!

Weiwei ignored Tang Ximian and just held her brother's arm and bit her very seriously. However, the teeth had already grown out and the little brother was hurt by the bite. She turned around and kicked her sister away and crawled to the side. .

Wei Wei felt a little aggrieved, so the little boy turned to face her and let out a loud ah, Wei Wei curled his mouth and looked aggrieved, but he didn't cry.

It was obvious that he was scolded by the second brother for biting!

Tang Ximian shook his head in amusement, and took out the pepperwood sticks Lin Zhiguo made for the three of them and let them chew on it: "You know, don't bite your brother if you have itchy teeth, it will hurt him!"

Weiwei holds the stick and chews it, then turns around and faces his second brother with his butt.

The little second child stretched his legs forward and picked at the flower embroidered on the back of his sister's butt...

Tang Ximian and the children were quiet all afternoon, until around three o'clock she felt a little tired and the children were put to sleep.

She probably had to sleep until five or six o'clock. Tang Ximian saw that the editor hadn't arrived yet, so she steamed the rice and soaked the meat.

If you come here at this time, you will have to treat someone to a meal anyway.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, the sun's heat had just gone down, and the editor's car arrived at the door.

"Boss Tang, I really only support your reputation!"

As soon as the voice came out, Tang Ximian and the editor's hands shook with excitement: "Editor in chief?!"

"It's me!" Sheng Guang chuckled: "Is the child sleeping?"

"Yes, please come in quickly!"

Tang Ximian directly invited people to the living room: "I didn't expect you to come in person! I was really not prepared at all!"

"What kind of preparations do you need? I have a small magazine here. Just because of your stories, I can make an extra fortune now. I can't wait to come and see my God of Wealth in person!"

Sheng Guang said as he took out the contract he had prepared, and also brought a lot of fruits and gifts, which showed that he valued Tang Ximian.

"There's nothing else at home, let me wash some fruits!"

Tang Ximian said while working in the kitchen: "The children are still sleeping. I don't know how long they will sleep for. I will cook some food in a while and let's chat while eating!"

The editor hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no! It won't happen! I don't have anything else to do here, you are the most important! Besides, I have to leave soon!"

"It's not until six o'clock until dark!"

Tang Ximian decided to keep the person without saying anything. Now that the meat was in the pot, the editor no longer insisted, "I didn't bring much, so I pretended to take some with me. It's not good." !”

The contract made it very clear that Tang Ximian's future income from this storybook would be [-]-[-] cents, which was also the rule.

As for how much you can earn...the extracurricular books are enough to cooperate with various primary schools, and its inherent potential and future influence can be imagined!

After signing the contract, Tang Ximian talked about his next plans, which mainly focused on serializing special emotional novels and rewriting the script.

Sheng Guang was not a fool. He knew that Tang Ximian was extending an olive branch to him, so he agreed without thinking: "We will accept it at a relatively high price. As long as you are willing, we will create a June column specifically for you in the future! "

When it was time to eat in the evening, Tang Ximian served the braised pork and potatoes and sweet and sour fish that he made, plus a large bowl of boiled pork slices: "I know you are from the south and you eat a lot of spicy food. Try what I made." How about it!"

"Can Boss Tang's cooking be delicious? I don't want to offend the God of Wealth!"

Although Sheng Guang's tone was a bit flattering, it was just right.

Tang Ximian also laughed: "Then I have to entertain you! Aren't you also my God of Wealth? If it really develops better and better in the future, you must seize the opportunity!"

This was a big reminder. Sheng Guang knew that there must be something he didn't know, so he asked, "What do you mean by this?"

"I mean, now that we have computers and TVs, computer TVs will only have more and more functions in the future! Before, we could only watch black and white, but now we can watch color. Who knows what will happen in the future? What does it look like? Our words have already appeared on the computer, so when will our articles appear? Isn't it just a matter of time? Only those who seize the opportunity will succeed, don't you think?"

Sheng Guang suddenly said: "I understand! Young people still know more than us! Boss Tang, I heard that you have done dubbing before. Do you have any ideas about cartoons?"

Sheng Guang said and took out a business card: "This is the contact information of Yu Huan, a well-known animation screenwriter. Just think of it as my return favor!"

Yu Huan, Tang Ximian still has a deep impression. He is a proud person, but he is also a very talented person!

In the 90s and [-]s, she produced many well-known animations, which shaped the childhood of one or even three generations!

I never thought that one day I would be so close to such a person!

Maybe... this is also part of the butterfly effect after his rebirth?

"Thank you, editor-in-chief!" Tang Ximian accepted it with a smile: "Maybe it won't be long before you can see the story I wrote!"