When they returned home, the father and son took a shower in the bathroom together. During this period, Doudou insisted on following him, but he couldn't stop him. In the end, the father and son accepted their fate and washed the pitiful Doudou once.

Because the quality of Zhizhen milk powder is close to breast milk, Xu Ning usually feeds two Xiaodou Dings in the morning and evening, and drinks milk powder during the day. At night, it depends on who is more energetic and his parents rotate to feed them.

Thinking that after these two little guys are one year old, they can have dinner with them, the couple will not have to stare at them at night to feed them. It is really a struggle.

In the evening, Xu Ning was cooking in the kitchen, and Xie Zheng and his son each had a bottle and gave milk to the two little ancestors.

Brother Zheng held Xiao Lemon, while Xie Yang supported his younger brother and leaned against the sand. The father and son were quite stunning.

This is not the first time Xie Yang has breastfeeded his younger brother. He usually helps him at night. He is really a little man.

"My brother, drink milk well. This is our own milk powder. Isn't it delicious?" Xie Yang looked at the trace of milk flowing from his younger brother's mouth, and hurriedly took off the bottle and wiped his little mouth. When his younger brother was anxious, he stuffed the pacifier in again, "Drink slowly, it's not enough for me to soak it for you."

Xiaomili likes her brother very much, of course Xiao Lemon is not inferior. After all, her brother has to say things to them for a long time every day when she goes home. Although the two little Doudings don’t remember, her brother’s beautiful face is swaying in front of them every day. She probably has an impression in her mind and is happy to see her brother.

He raised his hand and grabbed his brother's sleeve. His big black eyes stared at his brother in a hurry, and his little mouth was very happy to drink milk.

"Is it delicious? If you drink more, drink more. You have to grow up quickly. Today I will go with my dad to shoot. When you grow up, my brother will take you to play, but it's so fun."

Looking at the atmosphere of the two sons being together, Brother Zheng always had a smile on the corner of his lips.

In his previous life, he was lonely all his life and never thought of being as happy as he is now. Although he was very busy every day, he was particularly fulfilling. This family, wife and children were his backing and his lifelong attachment.

He never thought about why Chen Qianwen didn't want to have children with him. After all, he considered himself not a good man. At least he was not a good man in his marriage with Chen Qianwen, or he had no so-called father-son fate in his previous life.

Only now is life perfect.

"Click--"

A thunder fell outside.

The little girl who was drinking milk in her father's arms was scared and shivered. She hummed twice. She looked at her father with cute big eyes, and then cried one by one.

The Xiaomi Li, who was drinking milk beside his brother, seemed to be infected. He turned his head and shook his pacifier, and his little mouth sagged, and he cried out loud.

Don't underestimate the power of crying together with two children. It's really shocking.

Xie Yang was suddenly overwhelmed by his crying brother. He looked up at his father. What should he do?

Before I could think of a solution, another thunder was thunder...

It was over, and the two children were crying even louder.

Xu Ning came out of the kitchen, bent down and picked up his youngest son, and leaned his little face against his chest.

"Good Mi Li'er, don't cry, this is just thunder. Boys should be brave. Your brother was not afraid of thunder when he was young."

When Xie Yang heard this, he said, yes, he could use his inspirational stories to encourage his younger brother.

Then the slippers were on the sand, holding my mother's arm and said to Xiaomili: "Young brother won't cry, it's not scary to thunder. You are not afraid of your brother. You will protect you, don't cry."

"We Yangyang is really the best brother in the world." Xu Ning lowered his head and kissed his son on the head.

The couple finally coaxed the two little ancestors and stopped crying. Then Xu Ning put his son on the crib and asked the father and son to watch. She continued to go to the kitchen to prepare supper.

At this time, the rain outside also showed a pouring momentum and poured down.

"Is this a thunderstorm?" Xu Ning asked looking outside.

Brother Zheng said: "I'm afraid not. It will probably be the next whole night and then it will turn into light rain. The weather forecast says that there will be rainy weather for about a week in the next."

When Xu Ning heard this, he felt sorry, "I don't know if I can see the heavy rain this night, this year's cherry blossoms."

"It's not a big problem. Nowadays, most of the cherry blossoms are in the bud stage and will not have much impact." Brother Zheng also likes to watch cherry blossoms. Walking on the road, it's a very visual enjoyment.

So far, no one has sold the houses in Yunwushan Villa. Most of the residents have moved in, especially when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom every year, except for Xu Rui, the rest of the people will enjoy the cherry blossoms here.

This year's spring rain seems to come particularly early.

The departments of Diyi Group are actually very profitable, except for the Literature Department.

It is probably now changed to a paid website. Although a thousand words are only a few cents, there are not many people who are really willing to spend money to read, but not none of them. For a good book, some people still like to spend some money to read. After all, the number of words in the books now is not too high. Generally, you can read a book with a few dollars at most or more. Among them, Ni Tao saw a little profit, because the income in the author's backstage is transparent, and you can read it clearly by yourself.

As for the website benefits, it is not that the company has not thought of this, but the current situation does not allow it.

Many people don’t know this, and no one thinks that you can make money by writing something online. Now Xu Ning is just the first person to take the lead. Others will not come to this muddy water before seeing tangible benefits. Whose money is not money? Now there is no money to make money in this field, but it is just constantly paying out money. The salary of employees is also a considerable amount, so they will naturally not act rashly.

In the field of business, if you don’t make money, you will lose money.

However, Xu Ning is not worried about this. In the future, this will become a profitable field. Eating first will always have a great benefit, because they have experience and will do more perfectly in the future. And relying on Diyi Group, this is the best guarantee. At least it doesn’t have to be like those literary websites that can be easily built. They only need to make a small amount of money for a while and do not know how to make long-term profits. Xu Ning is just a word of mouth.

The employees of the Literature Department are very calm. After all, they have a salary and the workload is not very large. Besides, they can read books online for free when they are free, which is a very relaxing thing.

Besides, the atmosphere here is also very good, and the office windows are bright and clean. Although the editor-in-chief is a bit serious, as long as you don’t make principled mistakes, she is still easy to talk to.

As for whether to make money or not, they just need to do their essential work well. Anyway, the boss didn't say that he wanted to remove the department. He even encouraged them that the difficulties were temporary. I believe that it won't take long to create a miracle.

As for whether they can create miracles, they are really unsure of it, and they can only speak according to the results.

At present, they have sold several copyrights, Dawn series, and Fengwujiang has also achieved extremely high ratings. The Star Road Brilliant, which was released during this summer, is slowly starting to promote it. Seeing that many people are looking forward to it, they are also happy.

Moreover, the website is starting to make profits. Although this amount of money is really not even a drop in the bucket compared to the giant Diyi Group, it is a good start.

"Mr. Xu!" A young girl from the Literature Department who graduated from college came out of the tea room and saw the boss of the company walking in with their editor-in-chief, "Editor-in-chief!"

Xu Ning nodded at the other party with a smile and went to her office with Editor-in-Chief Qin.

"The president actually smiled at me." The little girl secretly returned to her position and said to the girl opposite.

"Now you know how friendly our president is, right?" The girl opposite couldn't help laughing when she saw her little appearance.

"Yeah, yeah, but to be honest, Sister Li, our president is so beautiful, and his figure..." The little girl gestured and exclaimed: "It's impossible to tell that she is a mother who has given birth to three children. It's really enviable."

"A good figure can be shaped after all. If you think you are fat, you can go to more activities. The company is not without activity rooms. There are treadmills and swimming pools inside. Who are you lazy to blame?"

When the little girl heard this, she stuck out her tongue mischievously, "I'm so lazy. There's nothing I can do about this, but what did the president suddenly come to our department to do?"

"It must be something." Sister Li looked at the computer and clicked the mouse, "Is there a group that is suitable for signing the contract?"

"I haven't made any appearance yet, and I always feel that I don't like what I write!" the little girl said poutingly.

Sister Li is the editor of the third group, and the little girl is the editor who just came. When she heard this, Sister Li said earnestly: "As editors, we cannot determine the quality of the work based on our own preferences. If you don't like it, it doesn't mean others don't like it. Moreover, many works are based on their strengths. Although the previous data may be very poor, if you write a hundred thousand and two hundred thousand, you may become a big hit."

"Well, I understand." The little girl nodded, then lay down in front of the computer and started reviewing the article. This is her job.

In the office, Xu Ning and Editor-in-Chief Qin were talking about a fantasy novel of the male protagonist.

This novel is called "The Way of Heaven", which is a fantasy upgrade stream. Xu Ning doesn't understand this kind of book very well, but this book was very popular in the later period. What satisfied Xu Ning was that the author's ending was one-on-one, unlike some males who were Jack Su, no matter how they had a feud with the male protagonist at the beginning, they would still fall under the charm of the male protagonist in the end.

Of course, this concept of popularity was not decided by Xu Ning, but because this book can be said to be the originator of fantasy upgrades. The later ip-opening of this work was the ultimate, including games, animation, TV, movies, etc.

Although Xu Ning really doesn't know how to read such books.

Of course, in addition to this novel, there are several other ones that Xu Ning wants to tell Editor-in-Chief Qin.

"You should pay attention to these works in advance. The previous results may not be very outstanding, but I believe they will be a big hit later." Xu Ning handed over the list in his hand to Editor-in-Chief Qin. "It doesn't require any effort yet. Just follow the rules of our Literature Department. After the data surges in the later stage, it may be carefully opened. Of course, various promotions do not require attention, and follow the rules."

"And that's right, these two works talk to them about the copyright of film and television."

After talking to Editor-in-Chief Qin for a long time, Xu Ning got up and left.

The author of the novel Tiandao is Luo Shan. This year, he is only a sixteen-year-old high school student. When his parents went out to purchase goods two years ago, they died to avoid a pair of young people crossing the road. Although the insurance company paid a little money, Grandpa Luo did not have any objection to this. It is better to drive himself to death than to kill others. You will suffer if you kill others. Kill others will be hit by lightning.

So after his parents died, Luo Shan lived with his pretty strong grandfather. There was a market in his family, which was not large in size, but at least he could live a stable life without worrying about food and drink.

Luo Shan has been influenced by his grandfather since he was a child and has been exposed to Chinese and foreign classics and popular scripts. He has read all four classics many times, and a lot of martial arts novels have accumulated in his family. So last summer, after his grandfather bought him a computer, Luo Shan began to try to write articles by himself.

At first he wanted to write martial arts, but after browsing the website, martial arts occupied half of the world, and many capable people were even more capable. But can you pass the current famous martial arts masters? First, just naming this level makes you seem to follow the crowd. Look at the names of other martial arts masters or martial arts names, almost all of them have the main points. What are yours? I read twenty or thirty martial arts novels, among which most of the heroine's name is xxxue.

He is not picky about what others write badly, but he doesn't want to follow the crowd and wants to open up a new model.

Or even if he writes martial arts, he wants to write his own style.

He started writing this book of Heaven during the winter vacation last year. Of course, as a sophomore high school student, his winter vacation homework has been completed. Otherwise, he will feel ashamed of his grandfather. In the hearts of the elderly, it is very sacred to read and write. You can do something else, but you have to do without leaving your studies.

Just because he wrote, Luo Shan was also very attentive. Every conversation was simple and not procrastinated, and every turning point should be smooth and not stiff.

But after almost three months, he had distributed nearly 100,000 words, but the data was extremely poor. He only saw 10,000 people, and only more than 100 people collected. Compared with those martial arts he had previously chosen to be stunted, it was so miserable that he couldn't bear to look at it.

People have at least thousands of collections, some even exceed 2,300. The best of them is the veteran of the website. Ni Tao, who was the second place in the Diyi Literature Network essay competition, was so proud of his website. Now the third part of the Dawn series has been written more than half. The discussion below is very lively when reading other people's novels, and they are all guessing the next plot exhibition or guessing the final master.

He felt that he did not have the talent to write novels, and he clearly thought that this subject was really good.

Just when hesitated for a few days and had not updated, when he went home that day, he turned on the computer and saw someone talking to him on the KK.

After clicking, it was his editor who had handled the contract with him before. Could it be that he had not written it in the past few days and the other party was going to quarrel with him?

"Why don't you write?" asked the editor.

Luo Shan hesitated for a while before replying: "I don't think anyone can see it."

"Why no one watched it? Are there more than a hundred people?"

"There are only so many people." Luo Shan was very depressed. It has been almost three months. This data was really beyond his expectations. Although he was only a high school student, he had read too many books since he was a child and was still very confident in the ability to use language, but the lack of grades is really a blow to people.

"Don't think so. You have to know that if you gave up halfway, the efforts of the previous three months would be in vain. And now it also means that at least more than 100 people read the novels you wrote, right? Besides, everything needs to be persisted, and no one knows the result until the end. I think you wrote very well, otherwise you won't chat with you today, so please stick to it, okay?"

The editors talked to him like this. Luo Shan suddenly felt that he might not be fighting alone, so let's continue to try it. Anyway, the detailed structure of the novel has been written down in his notebook, and it feels not good to finish it.

"Thank you, I will."

"That's good, come on, you're a new subject, and it always takes a process to be accepted for new things. I believe this process will not be too long."

After finishing the call with the editor, Luo Shan started to typing on the keyboard.
To be continued...