House Dad’s Literary Life

At seven o'clock in the morning, Mu Yucheng, who had been practicing fairy for one night, stretched a lazy waist in front of the computer, then got up and yawned, and clap with the colleagues of the project team: "I finally got rid of it, the big guy went back to rest early. It’s all hard...”

Like people in their world, this kind of life is actually the norm. When it comes to the project, it is common to go upside down day and night and work overtime.

After completing this project, it is basically a good time. Mu Zhencheng can't think too much. He is also rushing to work underground. He is going to take the subway home before the arrival of the crowd, just want to sleep in bed. .

Mu Yucheng has a car, but the road conditions in Yangcheng are often congested, especially during the peak hours of commuting, so he basically does not drive when he comes to work. Take the subway, Mu Yucheng has a good discovery in the subway today.

"Hey, this big brother, can your newspaper give me a glimpse?" Mu Yucheng pointed to the entertainment newspaper sitting in the hand of the man opposite him, and asked with great interest.

The man glanced at Mu Yucheng's well-dressed but thick black eye bag, and some pity, he also stuffed the newspaper.

Mu Yicheng thanked him and opened it to find the news he had just seen.

"The model husband is Yang Lan, and the street in Yangcheng is actually for her in the middle of the night!" 》

The title is good, the typical suspense title, half-masked, will not tell you the specific event. Mu Yucheng was attracted by this title and couldn't help but come to the list.

In fact, there is nothing in the content, that is, Yang Lan went out to buy a nightingale for Murphy in the middle of the night, but the stories compiled by the reporters themselves were mismatched and misunderstood!

However, Mu Yucheng still scratched his head with annoyance. He did not know that Yang Lan came to Yangcheng! Murphy held a concert in Yangcheng. He should buy a ticket to watch. Although he did not have time last night, the newspaper said that Yang Lan had sang at Murphy's concert!

Although Yang Lan’s personal website, there are already people in the Sahara Publishing House who broke the news that Yang Lan has already had the intention to open a signing sale, but the ghost knows when this guy will open a signing sale?

"I don't know if Yang Lan has gone back. No! In my hometown of Yangcheng, I couldn't personally greet it. It's a pity!" Mu Yucheng shook his head in regret, but he still returned the newspaper. He should go back. Washed and slept.

......

Yang Lan has not yet returned. At this moment, he is taking Murphy to the Third Hospital of Yangcheng for inspection. This place is Fu Jun to help him contact, there is a relationship, do not have to worry about being leaked.

Of course, he can't come with everyone, the goal is too big, easy to expose, only the embarrassment, and the ink crane year that has always been black face when Murphy may be pregnant again.

Instead of waiting in line, the fasting Murphy took the blood and returned to the lounge that the doctor gave them. It took about an hour to get results.

There was breakfast in the hospital. Yang Lan and other Murphy came back and gave a meal to Murphy for breakfast.

At this time, I didn’t know what happened, and I ran curiously. She looked at Murphy's arm with a cotton swab, and she was a little scared, but she still asked with concern: "Ma Ma, do you hurt?"

"Pain!" Murphy said, frowning deliberately.

"What can I do?" the little girl asked worriedly.

"You come to kiss and kiss, you won't hurt after you kiss!" Murphy smiled and put his side face together.

When the little girl heard the words, she extended her small hand and held her mother’s face and offered her own kiss on her mother’s cheek. After the kiss, he looked at his mother nervously and asked: "Ma Ma, are you better?"

"Mahjong, thank you!" Murphy smiled and kissed her on the forehead.

He was not particularly happy. She continued to say: "Ma Ma, I know that injections can be very painful! I, so I don't like injections!"

"But if you are sick, you still need an injection!" Murphy threw the cotton swab into the trash.

"But I don't want to have an injection." He held Murphy's knee and muttered sadly. "Ma Ma, can I not take an injection?"

"I didn't say that I have an injection now, you are not sick. Ma Ma is just an example. If you are sick, you have to take an injection." Murphy smiled.

"That Ma Ma, can I not get sick?" He snorted and grievously said.

At this moment, Yang Lan came back with a breakfast plate, an egg on it, a bowl of porridge, and a small dish of pickled radish. He took Murphy's share, because everyone else had breakfast, and he just asked Mo Heinian, and he also got a **** face.

"Come to breakfast, the hospital's breakfast is like this, I don't know what you like to eat, just take one for each one, just eat something!" Yang Hao said softly with Murphy.

However, without waiting for Murphy to answer, he could run over with pity, holding his father's leg and saying, "Hey, I don't want an injection."

"You don't have an injection! Nothing to do with a needle?" Yang Xiao smiled and licked the little girl's head and said, "Today is to bring my mother to check."

"But, but if you are sick, don't you have an injection? The injection is so painful!" With her big eyes, she looked at her father pitifully and pleaded.

Yang Hao looked at the dark sneer, Murphy, and smiled helplessly: "Nothing, no injections, we can take medicine too!"

The little girl is happy.

She climbed up the chair and squeezed around her mother, curiously asking, "Ma Ma, what breakfast do you have?"

"You saw it, there are eggs, there are porridge, there is this, stuffed radish!" Murphy did not understand the name of this small dish, had to start a noun.

"There is no meat in the porridge, it is not good." He shook his head.

Murphy had already started eating. She had no appetite, but she picked up a sour radish and put it in her mouth. The cold, sweet and sour taste suddenly brightened her eyes.

"Oh, this is delicious!" Murphy felt that her appetite was back. She felt gusto when she was drinking porridge. She picked up a sour radish and said, "Hey, this is delicious, do you want to taste it?"

He nodded hard, opened his mouth and bit the sour radish that his mother had caught.

This taste is really good, the little girl is full of mouthfuls: "It's delicious, hemp, I want it!"

"What about Ma Ma? Ma Ma is not enough to eat!" Murphy has clipped several pieces, she does not want to eat eggs, just like eating this, just porridge.

"Is this difficult? I will give you a plate to come back!" Yang Lan stood up and said.

......

I don't know how long it took. Finally, the doctor walked in with the test list, and Yang Lan, who was anxious, stood up quickly. He stood up with the ink crane year. The old man is like Yang Hao, than Murphy. Still nervous.

"Dr. Dou, how is the result of the examination?" Yang Lan asked, his expression was very good, and he wanted to know the result, and he was worried that it was not the kind he wanted, and he was nervous.

The doctor smiled and handed over the test list and said, "Congratulations! Ms. Mo is indeed pregnant! In the future, you should pay more attention to Ms. Mo's body, don't be too tired..."

The words that the doctor said later, Yang Lan has not heard.

"I really have a look!" I saw Yang Hao excitedly turned and hugged the nearest year, the ink crane year, said cheerfully, "Dad, Murphy is really pregnant! You have to have another grandson or granddaughter." !"

In the year of the year, the ink crane opened his face with disapproval: "Oh, I can hear it, you don't have to repeat it."

In fact, the father is also very happy, and they are not particularly concerned about Yang Lan’s somewhat offensive behavior. However, he could not show his grace to Yang Lan.

Yang Lan did not care, he was still in a state of ecstasy, turned back and held Murphy in his arms, proudly said: "Hear? You are really pregnant!"

"I have heard it!" Murphy looked at Yang Lan with the same joy as the child, and smiled awkwardly.

At the beginning, Yang Lan wanted to hold her up high, but she was worried that she would hurt her child and put it down nervously. I saw him carefully holding Murphy and said: "Be careful when you walk. In the next few months, you are a giant panda and need special care!"

Murphy felt Yang Hao's thoughtfulness while being overwhelmed by his nervous appearance. She smiled and said: "You are stupid? This is just a long time, how old is the child? Is it so careful? ”

Murphy was born a child, she knows what the process is like.

However, Yang Lan’s stupidity still makes her feel warm. She is not as pitiful as before, some people care, really good!

Yang Lan was still very excited. He thanked and sent away the doctor, and ran back. He picked up and was still confused, kissed and kissed.

"Oh! What happened to you?" The little girl narrowed her neck and giggled.

"Hey, you have to give birth to a younger brother or sister, you are not happy?" Yang Yan asked with a smile.

"Really? Where is the younger brother and sister?" He finally understood, and she asked with a surprise.

In fact, the little girl has long wanted to be her sister. Since Chen Shiyun told them that her mother wants to have a baby, the envious person has always wanted to become a sister like Chen Shiyun.

"The younger siblings haven't come out yet! They are still in their mother's stomach, they have to wait for more than nine months, you can see them!" Yang said with a smile.