Chapter 90: 10 years of dream

When it was almost noon, Xiao Yan was eating with his daughter Jiajia, and his mobile phone kept ringing.
　　 "Dad, who are you talking to?" Jiajia asked curiously.
　　 Xiao Yan felt a little hot. He turned on the air conditioner and smiled and replied: "I'm chatting in a group. Today, Jiajia is so behaved, she took the initiative to do homework."
Jiajia glanced at her grandmother, opened her small pink mouth, revealing a row of neatly white teeth. She wanted to say that she was influenced by her mother Nalan Yanran, but when she thought that she didn't know about her mother, that was Sensible said: "Well, Jiajia has always been very good, there are a few questions today that I can't do, dad teach me this afternoon."
"it is good!"
　　 Xiao Yan agreed that he had always wanted to teach Jiajia to do homework, but in order to make Jiajia happy, he never forced his daughter, instead he has been playing games with her recently.
　　...
　　 Shen Luoying threw a bone to the little white dog. The little white dog shook his head and wagged his tail. Maybe Jiajia loves holding puppies too much, and the puppies are a little afraid of Jiajia, but now they are closer to Xiao Yan's mother.
　　 "Xiao Yan, how lavish you are lately, the door is open and the fan is on... the air conditioner is turned on all the time, and the electricity bill is also very expensive."
　　 Shen Luoying didn't want to talk about this. The air conditioner in Xiao Yan's room was turned on all day long, so he didn't say anything. The effort of eating, just be patient.
　　 Xiao Yan felt that there was no need to hide from his family anymore.
　　 is not a composer of songwriters, it is really not easy to explain, but novels have always been Xiao Yan's dream, and too many people know it.
　　 "Mom, you may not believe it, my novel is hot."
"What?"
　　 "……"
　　 Shen Luoying was taken aback, Jiajia also raised her head immediately, only the white dog couldn't understand, she was still bowing her head and eating bones with relish.
　　The noble breed of dog in the city, the owner dare not to eat bones for the pet, for fear of getting stuck or having indigestion. But the native dogs in rural areas will not. They have strong vitality and the best food is bones, meat or dog food. It is impossible for rural families to buy them for their native dogs.
　　Huhu~
　　 The air conditioner also blows a refreshing breeze at this time.
"I said, my dream is about to come true. Don’t you always want to know why I’m always laughing lately? I’m not mad, nor can’t I think about it. But...I’ve stuck to my dream for nearly ten years and finally come true. Up."
　　 When Xiao Yan said these things, he was actually against his intentions, because he knew that the real original author of "Fights Break Sphere" was not him, but in Shui Qiu, Xiao Yan had a cheek and said he was himself.
　　 There is sadness and emotion in the voice. "I can finally say that I am a writer upright."
　　...
　　 Shen Luoying was silent for a long time.
　　 The expression of her daughter Jiajia is also very plain. When her father writes a novel, in her eyes it is equated with trash, destitution, and poverty.
　　 "Your so-called success, is it that your novel is recommended for signing?"
　　 My mother's voice was suspicious, and she looked at Xiao Yan with extremely unsteady eyes.
　　 After all, Xiao Yan's dream is too unrealistic.
　　 His so-called success limit, could it be that the manuscript fee increased from 600 yuan a month to 1,000 yuan a month?
　　 There is not much difference in essence. Of course, for the son Xiao Yan who has a dream, it is indeed a success.
　　 "Mom, how can you look down on me so much."
　　 Xiao Yan said the numbers directly.
　　 "This month has reached the end of the month. Not surprisingly, I estimate that my contribution fee should be more than 10,000."
Xiao Yan opened his mother Shen Luoying and daughter Jiajia’s eyes wide and opened her mouth in surprise at the same time, and then said:
Moreover, this is only a reward for the readers. No surprise, there should be more next month. ."