My portable world of mixed farmers

Chapter 315

"Can't you be gentle?" Liu Miaomiao couldn't help reprimanding Dong Shanhe as he held Dong Zhiyuan in his arms.

"You! That's why you made such a fuss. Didn't you see me playing with my son?" Dong Shanhe said without raising his head.

Just after May Day, Dong Shanhe carried his son out of the bedroom.

In Dong Shanhe's words, the weather is so good now, if you don't come out, it will be a lot of suffering, Liu Miaomiao thinks about it, anyway, on May 27st, the temperature is already [-] degrees, this temperature is not a problem for small things.

It's just that there is wind outside the house, so it's better to rest assured at home.

Dong Shanhe had no choice but to carry him to the balcony on the roof. This is a space that Dong Shanhe himself conceived, a space made of all-tempered glass, which can be switched on and off automatically. Dong Shanhe planted flowers and plants here, and raised a few animals. Put a tea table and a few reclining chairs. When you have nothing to do, you can open the skylight here to enjoy the breeze.

When my mother Yuan Yulan first came here, she also said that it would be better to grow vegetables if the place is idle. Dong Shanhe was so frightened that she immediately refused. The decoration of this villa cost almost the money of a house. You Growing vegetables here?Dong Shanhe would never do such a thing.

Dong Shanhe moved the fish tank and a few parrots here early, and dug out a dozen plants from the space, big and small. Dong Shanhe just thought it was beautiful, and he put it all in his head, no matter what it was. to the balcony.

It has been ten days since he was born, the little thing has been able to open his eyes long ago, Dong Shanhe looked at his dark pupils and looked at the world curiously, always with a kind of pride in his heart, this is his own child, his own Bring him into this world and let him enjoy this wonderful world of mortals.

Dong Zhiyuan was also babbling, he didn't know what he was talking about, anyway, he could always look at his small mouth and mutter.

Dong Shanhe knows that children cannot understand what they say, let alone just born, even a one-year-old child sometimes you don't know what he is talking about.

Dong Shanhe held his son in the correct posture taught by his mother, and soon put him to sleep, and then put him in the crib.

After tucking in the quilt, Dong Shanhe lay on the recliner, watching his son while playing with the computer.

The novel has been published for a week, and Dong Shanhe didn't go to see the results this week. Anyway, the manuscript has been set for a month, and Dong Shanhe doesn't care about it.

It's just that Dong Shanhe happened to be interested today, and wanted to see what kind of achievements his new book had.

Dong Shanhe thinks that his writing is okay, at least the rhythm is relatively straightforward, and the pretense is not blunt. According to the mainstream of online writing, it is at least a qualified product.

It wasn't until Dong Shanhe boarded his backstage that he realized that his grades were a mess.

I ran naked for a week, with 100 words and only a pitiful [-] or so in the collection. This achievement can hardly lift his head for Dong Shanhe. You can still talk to those gay guys, but I didn’t expect it to be like this?" Dong Shanhe wanted to cry, not to mention publishing and filming, even if he couldn’t compare with his few gay friends.

"I want to give out red envelopes, I want to give a reward!" Dong Shanhe patted the table, asshole, if his grades are not good, how can he go out in the future.

Dong Shanhe has been in the online literature circle for many years, and he still knows some of these methods. He used to be short-sighted, so he can only look at things like swiping the list. Now he has become a rich man with a mere tens of thousands of dollars. To Dong Shanhe, money doesn't even blink.

Thinking of this, Dong Shanhe recharged 50 yuan into his account, "I'll try it first, how about the effect?" Dong Shanhe felt that it was a little troublesome to operate on the computer, so he started sending red envelopes directly on his mobile phone, just in case Wan's recommendation ticket red envelope is swiping.

Soon, I swiped a hundred red envelopes, "I don't believe it anymore, I will continue tomorrow." During the period when Dong Shanhe was deciding on a new book, he swiped the new book list worth 1 yuan a day, and if he couldn't improve his grades by then, he could jump into the Yangtze River .

Dong Shanhe didn't know that his book went straight to the third place in the new book list after dropping the 1 yuan red envelope.

After refreshing the homepage, many authors saw a miraculous newcomer author come to the third place in the new book, laughed twice in their hearts, and turned around to continue coding.

"It's all left over from playing by myself, and I don't know which stupid local tyrant is doing the list?" All the authors knew it in their hearts.

After reading about 1 recommendation tickets, I knew that this person spent [-] yuan. Resolutely don't do things to make money, just do a small amount of brushing for two weeks, such a large amount of brushing the list is simply a waste.

If these people knew that Dong Shanhe was going to finish the new book period, they would be stunned and their glasses would drop all over the floor.

1 yuan a day, and the new book period is at least two months, which is 60 yuan. Whether a book can earn 60 yuan is a question.

After a while, Dong Shanhe's new book went straight to the top of the new book list, overwhelming several masters and platinum.

It's just that Dong Shanhe is no longer paying attention to these things, and at the moment he is thinking about how to make lunch for his daughter-in-law.

Since the birth of the child, Liu Miaomiao's appetite has been greatly increased. Compared with when she was pregnant, it is not inferior at all, and sometimes it is even more edible.

Liu Miaomiao yelled all day long to eat meat and meat, but didn’t want to drink soup, so Dong Shanhe could only secretly make it for her. If his mother was here, Dong Shanhe could only smile awkwardly. His mother is an old-fashioned person, look for it She thinks that her maternity diet has been passed down for many years, how can she change it as she pleases, and it is also correct for pregnant women to eat less meat after giving birth. If you eat too much, you will get fat, and if you eat too much fat, your breasts will be clogged. , there will be no milk at that time.

Liu Miaomiao could only pinch Dong Shanhe's ears every night, complaining to Dong Shanhe in earnest, eating meat and eating meat.

Dong Shanhe's ears were almost callused when he heard Liu Miaomiao's words.

After Dong Shanhe finished swiping his phone, he went to the space to slaughter a Luxi cattle.

Since you want to eat meat, let’s eat some low-fat beef, and beef louver, beef offal, beef offal, etc. can be stewed in soup, and the taste of beef brisket is also good. It is made into Western food in various ways.

For his daughter-in-law, Dong Shanhe also worked hard, used eighteen martial arts, and cooked a few dishes for her.

Mom was away at noon, so Liu Miaomiao was finally able to eat without being sneaky.

(End of this chapter)