Another World Under My Pen

When Song Qun got up early in the morning, he was busy.

Get up lightly, make a pot of hot water in the kitchen, and then stir the batter to make a pot of gnocchi soup. At the same time, the eggs, flour, and thinly sliced ​​zucchini were mixed together, mixed with water, and then placed well. Song Qun clapped his hands and walked out of the not-so-large kitchen.

"Lily, get up!"

"Yaoyao... baby, got up, I'm going to be late for school!"

...

Woke up his wife and daughter one by one, and then took advantage of their yawning to wash their faces and brush their teeth, Song Qun skillfully fryed a few golden and attractive zucchini omelettes in a frying pan, and finally washed them after the mother and daughter. A simple and nutritious breakfast came out.

"Just right, it's perfect!"

Seeing his wife and children sitting down to eat in vigor, Song Qun nodded in satisfaction, and then sat down, but with a comb in his hand: "Baby, what braid do you want to tie today?"

Recently, Song Qun has developed the habit of braiding her child while eating.

"Two braids, two!"

The little girl who had just entered the first grade was still unable to express her words perfectly, so she raised **** to emphasize.

"okay!"

Nodding vigorously, Song Qun began to tie her favorite double ponytail to the girl. Don’t talk about double ponytails, it’s the simplest way to comb your hair and put a big braid. Song Qun can’t, but after a few months of leisure at home, let alone double ponytails, even the more complicated fancy styles he does. Confident.

Just as Song Qun was concentrating on braiding her daughter, and after taking a sip of gnocchi soup, Chen Li hesitated and said, "Husband, my child's piano lessons are almost running out. If you have time, you can pay the money later... Give it twenty times first!"

"Uh, how much is about twenty times?"

The movement of his hand stopped for a moment, and Song Qun asked carefully.

"Not much, just like ten thousand pieces."

Putting a piece of hot omelet into her mouth, Chen Li focused her attention on her daughter's body, and said sullenly, "Yah, you can't just drink it, you want to eat some cake, don't you? I will definitely be hungry this morning!"

"But I don't like egg pancakes, I want to eat bread!"

Pouting his little mouth, the little baby said a little unhappy.

"Okay, eat bread tomorrow and drink milk, OK?"

Seeing his wife's face sinking, Song Qun hurriedly coaxed her daughter. The baby likes milk bread, but he hopes to change the pattern every day, so that the nutrition is more balanced...

The mother and daughter had a plain breakfast, which was quickly finished.

Chen Li puts on her shoes to send her daughter to the summer painting class that is only two hundred meters away from home. Generally speaking, it will be Song Qun’s breakfast time, and then try to clean up the dishes before Chen Li goes home, but today he No appetite at all.

Irritable, why is it 10,000 yuan all at once?

At this point, Song Qun wouldn't be unable to get it out. After all, he was in his thirties, and it was impossible to have no savings. It's just that there has been no work for several months recently, and Song Qun is a little panicked in his heart. Especially recently, I don’t know what happened. The children’s various interest classes have been paid in turn, and there are also so-called summer camps. The money is just like running water...

"Crack!"

Just when Song Qun was sitting at the dining table in a daze, Chen Li, who had given off the child, returned.

Seeing her husband not eating breakfast, Chen Li was taken aback for a moment, and then as if she understood something, she pressed her lips and sat next to him: "Husband, or... or should I find a job?"

"Looking for a job? Why are you looking for a job?"

After a daze, Song Qun recovered from the daze.

Biting her lip, Chen Liqiang smiled and said, "Nothing else, but now Ya-Ya is too big, I don't have much to do at home every day, I feel a little boring..."

"But you haven't been to work for many years, what can you do now?"

Before Chen Li could finish speaking, Song Qun had already interrupted him a little irritably, and his tone of voice could also be heard clearly impatient.

then……

"Sorry, I'm a little excited."

Seeing Chen Li's rapidly dimming expression, Song Qun felt a pain in his heart, and quickly said softly: "Don't worry, I have some temporary difficulties here, and I will be fine soon... Just wait for me to start working again. , Everything is not a problem!"

While comforting his wife, Song Qun secretly regretted the house he bought.

Too big and too expensive.

In order to allow his daughter to attend the best elementary school, he confidently bought this big house with a total price of more than 20 million yuan and wiped out his savings. As a result, after I have no work to do now, how long can I support the little money? Now even his wife plans to go out to work, which really makes Song Qun feel...

"It's okay, I'm going to call and try!"

Gritting his teeth secretly, Song Qun stood up and rushed into the bedroom quickly.

Watching her husband shut the bedroom door silently, Chen Li bit her lip vigorously and sighed softly—she knew, don’t look at Song Qun’s smile every day as if she had nothing to worry about, and she cooked every day, Sweeping the floor and watching the children seem to be enjoying it, but in fact the pressure is absolutely great. Several times when Chen Li woke up in the middle of the night, she could hear her husband's sigh in the dark.

As a wife, Chen Li can understand this pain.

Although he is not a big director, nor a young genius who became famous, Song Qun is still a small celebrity after spending more than a decade in the circle. Especially in the last two years, he has even begun to look for independent directing opportunities, trying to do it while he is not in his forties!

The family's life is prosperous, very hopeful.

But after a sudden accident, all of Song Qun's dreams were shattered because of offending the leader of the company that he held every day!

Not to mention his resignation and leave, Song Qun never found a decent job again.

No director can completely block Song Qun, especially in the huge entertainment circle of China, it is even more unlikely that there will be a real power to cover the sky. But in the same way, no one is willing to offend the other party easily. After all, although Song Qun is a good director, there are definitely many domestically of the same level!

So those who are willing to help Song Qun at this time must be true friends.

"Ugh!"

With another soft sigh, Chen Li began to seriously consider the future of the family...

"Squeak!"

The bedroom door was opened by Song Qun from the inside. The man walked out with a gloomy expression, then the corners of his eyes twitched twice, and he said with a strong smile: "No one answers...It's okay, I'll call another one later."

"Well, don't worry..."

"Give me a dream, let me fly..."

Just as Chen Li wanted to comfort her husband, Song Qun’s cell phone suddenly rang out. After taking a look at the caller number, he was taken aback.

Wei Xiaolin?

At this time, what did he find himself doing?

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