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The curtain slowly slid open, but it was a not very sunny day outside, there was rain, and it was dripping, Feng Yiping felt that the whole person was also depressed all of a sudden, and he didn't want to move at all.

It may be the emptiness after completing another thing, it may be the unprovoked sadness, or it may be the email I read before going to bed yesterday, in short, I feel that whether it is a pillow or a quilt, it is extraordinarily comfortable at this time.

But he didn't have the blessing to fall asleep again, just leaning on the head of the bed like that, watching the rain outside hit the flowers and trees, and was in a daze for a while, he remembered one thing, got out of bed and climbed onto the bed with the computer.

After a while, Huang Jingping, who was wearing a headband, appeared on the screen, "Hey, why are you still in bed?"

"It's raining, I'm bored, I don't want to go to the company,"

"Lazy again, come, look at the words I write, and the spirit of painting," Feng Yiping saw the neat small block on the table, as well as a few illustrations, the style of the illustrations he was very familiar with, the kind in the Chinese textbook when he was a child.

"That's good, why don't the writer take you to publish a book? I'll be in charge of the text, and you'll be in charge of the illustrations,"

This is actually not Huang Jingping's new interest, after seeing Amanda obsessed with playing with oil mud, she realized that the interests and hobbies of adults will definitely affect children, so this time, I took Amanda to do these things when I was free, hoping that she could fall in love with these.

"Where's our little princess?"

"She, she didn't take a nap on time at noon today, and she just fell asleep not long ago, you see,"

In the pink crib, Amanda is holding a bear and sleeping soundly.

It's just that her sleeping position, Feng Yiping wanted to laugh when he saw it, none of her head, hands, and feet were regular, and it was really hard for her to sleep so soundly.

"Like, a little fatter?"

"How can it be so exaggerated, you've only been back for a few days? How about it, be happy," Huang Jingping asked Feng Yiping with a smile while skillfully applying all kinds of dressing, brushing, and drawing on her face, "Did you see that the leaves are yellow, the flowers are grateful, or do you see the geese flying in the sky again, so you are sad and sad, and the whole person is not energetic?"

From the last century until now, they have been together, and Feng Yiping's occasional bit of literary and youthful personality is clear to her.

"Oh, no, is it Sister Jin's matter that has finally been resolved?" she stopped what she was doing and saw Feng Yiping, who was a little stunned, "I'm right, how about it, it's all according to your plan?"

"I really can't hide anything from you, there should be no problem in the follow-up, I will go back to the capital tomorrow,"

"You, if you're tired, just rest for a day, stay at home, go to a café and coffee next to the Bund and be in a daze, but remember," she pointed at Feng Yiping, "don't pick up girls, and don't pay attention to those girls' conversations,"

"How can there be that time, there is a meeting at noon, and I have to meet a few groups of people in the afternoon,"

"It's okay to push everything that can be pushed and can't be pushed, can't you be willful?"

Well, Feng Yiping felt that she was more atmospheric than himself.

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It's three o'clock in the afternoon in San Francisco Silicon Valley, and it's six o'clock in the evening, and it's dinnertime.

Unlike the tranquility of Silicon Valley, it's a bit noisy right now.

"Hey, why are you still in bed?" Ma Ling also felt strange, and the words asked seemed to be the same.

This also shows that Feng Yiping's diligence is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"It's raining outside, I'm too lazy to get up, what's wrong with my son?" Feng Yiping heard Vincent's cry.

"See for yourself," Ma Ling said helplessly.

Vincent cried so much that his nose was red, and when he saw Feng Yiping on the screen, he was in tears again, "Papa, I hate my mother,"

"Tell Dad, why?"

"She told me to graze," he said, pointing aggrievedly to the small dining table on the stool.

There was a plate of mashed potatoes there, and it looked like it had moved a few bites, but the plate of kale, which is what is called broccoli in China, was about to fall to the ground if it was pushed to the side a little more.

Another one has been knocked over, Feng Yiping distinguished, it was a vegetable salad made of baby spinach, lettuce, carrots, and small tomatoes and some dried fruits, Vincent seemed to be right, it was indeed some grass.

"It's not that he doesn't want to eat meat, it's just that he only eats meat at every meal now, which is too unhealthy,"

"Vincent, listen up, eat these at night, if you don't want to eat, you can skip it, and besides, wipe the floor clean later,"

This American mother can be ruthless.

"I won't," Vincent shouted stubbornly, and then looked at Feng Yiping, "Dad,"

Regardless of whether Feng Yiping disapproves of Ma Ling's approach, he must stand on Ma Ling's side, "Vincent, mom is right, we can't just eat meat, we also have to eat a few meals of vegetables appropriately, don't resist, taste it, it actually tastes pretty good,"

"Listen to Mom, eat them all, Dad is busy with the work at hand, come to see you right away, and take you to the playground,"

"Ping, don't promise him for this reason, eating well is what he should do, not worth rewarding," Ma Ling interrupted him unceremoniously.

"Yes, Mom is right, Vincent is a big child, he will definitely be able to eat well, if you only eat meat, you will be easy to get sick in the future, then you have to go to injections or take very bitter medicine, are you willing to eat these dishes, or take injections and bitter medicine?"

"Okay Feng," Ma Ling was a little crying and laughing, first coaxing, and now turning into fright, "You don't care, I can handle this problem,"

"I feel disgusted," Feng Yiping said pretending to be aggrieved, "but Ma Ling, can I make a little suggestion?"

"Hmm,"

"I also hope that he can eat more vegetables, but can we do it in a different way, for example, instead of just mixing vegetable salad, just like we do in Chinese food, cook a few dishes with these vegetables, maybe he will like to eat them?"

Not everyone is accustomed to the taste of vegetable salad.

"Okay, then you can send me a few recipes,"

"No problem, let me take another look at him,"

Maybe it's because his parents' position is highly consistent, and there is no chance to take advantage of loopholes, Vincent will smoke and match, eating cabbage with a fork, in short, although he feels wronged, although he is reluctant, he is still eating.

"When will you be able to come back?" asked Ma Ling softly.

"I don't know for the time being, there are a lot of things in China, why don't you bring Vincent over to see me during your vacation?"

"If Vincent misses you, I'll take him,"

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Jin Ling got into the car and found that Feng Yiping was not in the car, "Why didn't Yiping come?"

"Uncle said that he was lazy and sick, so he would go to the company late," Wenhua said with a smile.

"Hehe, did he do that before?"

"I wouldn't dare, I'm afraid that the third master and the third grandmother will beat him,"

"Did you really fight?"

"Not much, but I've really fought,"

"I really want to know what he will be like," Jin Ling glanced at the house opposite, "Then let's go,"

She dialed Fang Yingzhi's mobile phone, "What arrangements are made in the morning, all of them will be transferred to my side,"

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Seeing the two little guys, Feng Yiping felt more energetic, and rarely lay on the bed and watched TV, from "Talented Men and Women" to "The Family of Gold Powder", and finally stopped in "Ten Years of Marriage".

This, together with "Chinese-style Divorce" and "Golden Wedding", is his favorite emotional drama, although it is a little painful to watch, but it has something to say and is very realistic.

Life is like this, in the end, often love each other, and it all turns into hurting each other.

The phone rang, and Fang Yingzhi sounded very happy, "Yiping, I just heard a good news, lawyer Chen Tianyang told me that Ma Wenhui's family spent a lot of money this time to hire the most well-known lawyer in the city as his defender,"

That's really good news.

This shows that Comrade Lao Ma and Deputy Director Ma, after careful consideration and judging the situation, still chose to compromise, and no longer hoped that Feng Yiping would withdraw the lawsuit through various means, but were ready for litigation.

"One draw, we win again!"

"Thank you for your hard work, does Mr. Jin know about this?"

"I just reported to him, aren't you coming to the company in the morning?"

Feng Yiping opened the window, with a little chill and moisture wind, which made him wake up immediately, "Come, I'll go to the company for lunch,"

The cool breeze blew through the computer on the bed behind him, and the screensaver was changed again.

Zhang Yan, whose face was darker, wore a silk scarf on his head, wore a jacket, and sat on the top of a sand dune with a bag on his back, turning his head to look in the direction of the camera, his eyes full of tired .......

This is an email that Feng Yiping received from Zhong Changsong before going to bed yesterday. (To be continued.) )