House Dad’s Literary Life

"No time, Fu Ge." Yang Lan understands Fu Jun's "bitterness", but he still does not want to say.

"Where, how can you not be empty? Usually you open a coffee shop with few guests. Anyway, there are usually few guests. It will not matter if you close the door for a day or two. It will not matter if you come out to attend the signing!" stand up.

Yang Lan screwed up the bottle of milk, squeezed a little on the back of the hand, rubbed it, felt the temperature is almost the same, only handed it to the side of the eye, this is the daughter's "afternoon tea"!

"Fu Ge, I have to take care of the children!" Yang Lan took the cell phone that was thrown aside, canceled the outside, and smiled. "You have to understand the helplessness of the full-time dad."

"How can I not get out of the day? What about my younger brother?" Fu Jun said. "Yes, my wife, I haven't seen it yet. When I call it out, I go to Yangcheng to play. I invite you to have a meal? Our two families Getting acquainted!"

"Amount." The name of the younger brother is not quite appropriate. Yang Lan did not immediately respond. After a while, she said, "She is busier than me, and can't work."

"You have earned millions of people a month, and you have to go out to work with your wife? Is it that she earns more than you?" Fu Jun did not understand.

Yang Lan scratched his head, and he really didn't know how much income Murphy could do now, but if she counted her previous peak savings...

"It seems to be... she has more money than me." Yang Lan said very honestly.

Fu Jun was speechless. He took a moment to say: "It turns out that it is no wonder that you don't care about money."

Although Fu Jun does not think that Yang Lan will be a rich woman, he thinks that Yang Lan is a rich second-generation wife.

There is no way for this. Yang Lan is not a simple author, or his partner. The Sahara online bookstores that the two are now engaged in have entered the field of vision through the hot sales of "Soldier Assault" and "Sword". It also contributed a large part of the sales for the two books!

"But there is something, I want to talk to you!" Fu Jun solemnly said, "The military region received a printed and previously shipped book, telling us that the two works were very good in the army. Among them, Jiangnan The military region issued an invitation letter, saying that you would like to ask the recruits to tell the recruits about the original intentions and the spirit behind the two stories."

"..."

When I saw the microphone, I didn’t say anything. Fu Jun sighed and said: “I know that you don’t like these activities, but there is no way for this. The invitation of the troops, you don’t go, you have to go! Fortunately, it’s just the Jiangnan Military Region, right there. ......"

In fact, Yang Lan did not contradict what Fu Jun thought. When he thought of going to the army to give a speech, he suddenly had an unspeakable emotion in his heart.

Is it a desire from the depths of memory? Or is it a sense of inferiority in a certain sense?

Obviously, Yang Lan, a former killer, did not have any special feelings about the army, but combined with the memory of his predecessor, Yang Lan had to occasionally experience the obsession of this body.

It’s not the intention to leave the military camp. It’s still the “hometown” that he can’t go back to...

Since there is such a obsession, let's go! Although it is not a military camp that he "had ever been", Yang Lan feels that going to a trip and dissolving this obsession will be better!

"Hey, Yang Lan, this unit really can't afford it! Even if you don't give me face, give them a face!" Fu Jun is still persuading.

Yang Lan smiled and asked directly: "When?"

"What?"

"I ask you, when do they let me go to the military camp?" Yang Lan asked. "I have to arrange to send the donkey to her mother, otherwise she will not take care of it! Can't you bring the child to the military camp?"

The beggars who were drinking milk next to them stalked their ears, turned their heads, and their big eyes sparkled at Dad.

"No problem, I will immediately reply with the people in the Jiangnan Military Region and have a suitable time with them." Fu Junxi went out to hang up the phone.

When I saw Dad put down her mobile phone, she couldn’t wait to twist her little **** and ran. She seemed to grow taller. She climbed up the chair in front of the bar with her three long legs.

"Where are you going to play? Why don't you go with you?" He whispered his mouth and asked.

Hey, Yang Lan doesn't know how her daughter's ears are so clever, but also hears that she wants to go to the military camp alone.

"No, if Dad goes to a fun place, I will definitely take it with you!"

"Cheat, I just heard it." The little girl put the bottle down and said, "Hey, he said, he wants to send the donkey to Ma Ma. Hey, it’s a bad guy, don’t take it. play!"

As she said, she was frustrated and her eyes were red. As if Dad did something sinful...

Yang Hao had no choice but to reach out and hold the little guy over. He said: "Dad doesn't mean this. If it is a fun place, why not take it?"

"Why don't you want to be embarrassed?" The little girl felt aggrieved in her father's arms, sobbing softly, and a few drops of crystal tears hung on the long eyelashes.

"Because Dad is going to the army!" Yang Lan explained. "But the troops are not a fun place! There are people, no TV, no cartoons, no beautiful dresses, no ones." Big bear baby..."

Although I just want to scare, Yang Lan is also telling the truth.

I don’t think there will be such a terrible place!

No TV, no cartoons, no beautiful dresses, no big bears? The grievances in the eyes of the little girl disappeared, leaving only surprise and nervousness.

"Why are you going to go? You don't want to go." The little girl wants to be more and more afraid, clutching her father's finger tightly and shaking her head to Dad.

She thinks that if Dad goes, I am afraid I will not come back, so my eyes are full of worry.

Yang Lan moved and laughed and reached out on his daughter's nose. He softly explained: "It doesn't matter, Dad just goes to one day, gives a speech to others, and then he can come back!"

"Then don't lie to you!" he said with a grin.

"When did Dad fool you?" Yang Lan shouted.

The little girl thought about it with her little head, as if she really didn't. But the little girl is still a little uneasy. She puts out the little finger of her right hand and says, "Hey, you have to hook it!"

"Well, pull the hook, Dad promises you, go to the speech, come back soon! Never let worry!" Yang Xiao smiled and hooked her little finger, the big hand and the small hand formed a sharp contrast.

This time, the little girl smiled, even though the little face still had a little pear with rain.