October 9, 2022.

Liucheng, Nanzhong Street.

The moment the door opened, Bao Shiyi seemed to have seen hope and light, and his face was filled with the joy of surviving the disaster. He knew that Zhou Yun should be back at this time.

As expected, Bao Shiyi did not disappoint. Zhou Yun and Xu Wanqing came in. By the way, there was also a master Lin Ge.

In an instant, Bao Shiyi had the urge to cry and wanted to sing a song to Zhou Yun, "You are electricity and you are light, you are the only myth..."

Before Bao Shiyi could say anything, Xu Wanqing walked over with a smile on her face and was very happy. She was about to take Xiaoxiao from Bao Shiyi's arms and said, "Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, my aunt is here to see you."

Bao Shiyi would not postpone it at all, so he asked Xu Wanqing to hold his daughter.

He really felt relaxed for a while now.

"Zhou Yun, you are back, I'll go cook. You look at Xiaoxiao. I don't need you to help me, just take care of Xiaoxiao."

As he said that, Bao Shiyi seemed to be afraid of Zhou Yun and Lin Ge saying something, so he went straight into the kitchen.

...

In just one day, Bao Shiyi had already clearly understood that raising children is not an easy task. The most important thing is that he cannot relax at all. Even if the child falls asleep, he must tighten the string because he wakes up at no time.

Even if you wake up and cry and sleep, such a simple cycle will put a lot of pressure on Bao Eleven.

Xu Wanqing held the bag and smiled, looking at Bao Ziyi who was cooking in the kitchen with an apron, and said with a smile: "Shiyi, you are really a family cook now, and you are so good at cooking with your children at home."

Hearing Xu Wanqing's words, Bao Shiyi laughed, rolled his eyes silently, then glanced at Master Lin Ge, and whispered: "Brother Gao Leng, do you still remember what I said to you back then? It's really true."

"What's the matter?"

Bao Shiyi said while choosing vegetables: "Marriage is the grave of love. Don't rush to get married too early, and don't rush to have children with the class monitor too early. It's really a lie to have a daughter who is a caring little cotton jacket."

"My daughter may also be a scheming goblin!"

Deep resentment, full of resentment from my father.

Lin Ge took a sip of the drink in his hand and looked Bao Ziyi up and down. The apron and the bottle were indeed no longer the male god mentioned on the Internet. Now he has become a cooker's father, and before Lin Ge could answer Bao Ziyi's words.

Bao Shiyi suddenly remembered that the bottle he had drank for Xiaoxiao had not been washed yet, so he was about to wash the bottle and disinfect it, and said, "Please help me choose this dish and I'll wash the bottle."

"Do your own business by yourself. Isn't Zhou Yun back now? There is no need for a bottle to feed her."

After hearing what Lin Ge said, Bao Shiyi immediately reacted, knocked his head, and said, "I'm confused, Zhou Yun is back now."

Before, Zhou Yun had to attend class, so Zhou Yun specially squeezed her milk. Now that Zhou Yun is back, it is naturally Zhou Yun just feeds Xiaoxiao.

Lin Ge glanced at Zhou Yun, then glanced at Bao Shiyi, and said, "I don't think marriage is the grave of love, I just think you are very happy now."

happy?

This instantly made Bao Shiyi embarrassed and said softly: "Where am I happy?"

Lin Ge said leisurely, "You will know by looking in the mirror. Don't smile too brightly."

Bao Shiyi's lips stiffened, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to be laughing all the time.

"I told you to laugh, I smile so badly..."

...

At night, Zhou Yun looked at Xiaoxiao who was asleep, turned her head to look at Bao Shiyi who came in, and said, "Eleven, otherwise we will hire a nanny to help..."

Before Zhou Yun could finish his words, Bao Shiyi shook his head and said, "No, my own daughter, of course I have to watch it myself."

Zhou Yun heard Bao Shiyi's words and smiled and said, "Mom told me today that it was when she was in the past, and you were lying on the sofa as if you were relieved."

Bao Shiyi lay on the bed, looking at Xiaoxiao who was asleep. His little eyebrows, small nose, and small mouth were really cute. He smiled and said, "It is still like a caring little cotton jacket when he is asleep. When he is awake and crying, he is really a life-threatening little goblin."

"Is there a mother who you said about her daughter?"

Zhou Yun patted Bao Shiyi on the back and cursed with a smile: "What should I do if your daughter finds out in the future?"

"If you know, you will know."

Bao Shiyi's eyes were filled with smiles, and he reached out and gently touched Xiaoxiao's fair and tender little face, and said softly: "He will know in the future."

After saying this, Bao Shi walked to the computer desk beside him, sat down and turned on the computer, and started typing.

"Eleven, what are you writing?"

"A new story?"

Bao Shiyi turned around and looked at Zhou Yun and shook his head with a smile.

Zhou Yun looked at Bao Shiyi's back and looked at Bao Shiyi's smile. For some reason, her heart suddenly sank and felt a little panicked for no reason. Although Bao Shiyi was sitting not far away, she felt very far away.

It's really far away, and it's getting farther and farther...

Zhou Yun didn't know what story Bao Shiyi wrote, no matter it was a new story, and said, "Eleven, to be honest, I don't like the tragic ending. I found that when you write stories, most of them were tragedy."

"Why don't you think about writing the ending of a comedy?"

...

Why not think about writing the ending of a comedy?

Bao Shiyi was typing "crackling". When he heard Zhou Yun's words, he paused and stopped typing. Looking at the passage on the screen, his eyes flashed.

"Eleventh, I think, as Lin Ge said before, once a novel story becomes a tragedy, it is easy to become a fan that can only be maintained by fans, especially like a love story. If it is a tragedy, it can only be relied on fans for a long time."

"Although we all know that you are good at writing tragedies, if you try to write more popular stories, it is the kind of comedy ending that makes everyone happy, and it will definitely be very exciting."

"Of course, it will be very exciting for you to write tragedy, and in the end it will definitely be based on your opinion, but in my opinion, you are more suitable for writing a perfect story and a story with the ending of the comedy."

"Eleventh, in my heart, you are the warmest writer."

Listening to Zhou Yun's words, Bao Shiyi turned around and smiled, with a bright and sad smile, and said, "It's still my wife who understands me."

Everything is so quiet and so beautiful.

Zhou Yun will know the passage on the computer screen, the words, what stories it is written, whether the final ending is a comedy or a tragedy, and Xiaoxiao will know it...
Chapter completed!