Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 409 Outrageous
Nie Fuyao couldn't help laughing.

This kid has really planned his future.

"I can accept renting a house. My idea is that it is best for the future partner to be in the same company. In this way, the two of us work together, so that I will not be too busy to go home, but she complains that I do not accompany her. We can work together because of our shared career." We can understand each other. It’s great that we can discuss research problems together without worrying about having common topics.”

She couldn't hold back her laughter and nodded, "It's pretty good. Come on."

This child has even decided on the career of his future wife.

He is really a good student with goals.

When it was time to get off work, Nie Fuyao gave the compiled information to Bai Zhan.

"Go back and take a good look. The techniques inside are quite difficult for you. Take your time and don't rush." ​​She glanced at Bai Zhan and said, "Did you stay up late?"

Bai Zhan touched his eyes and said, "Everyone in our dormitory was there last night, but there was a guy who was grinding his teeth and talking in his sleep."

"Go back and have a good rest." She warned, turned and left.

Back home, because it was summer vacation, Songsong was still in Los Angeles and had not returned. When she occasionally made video calls, her daughter had a lot of fun there.

He was also well taken care of by Nie Canglan and the others.

Feng Zhan has a lot of work today, so he may come back a little late.

Take a bucket of instant noodles and go to the study to work.

These days I mainly review Bai Zhan's papers.

The students on hand have to write at least two papers a year, maybe more.

Nie Fuyao would carefully review each paper and give them detailed revision comments.

When the publication standards are met, it will be published in the academic journals of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

The academic journals established by the Chinese Academy of Sciences have spread internationally and are increasingly influential.

In particular, Nie Fuyao's papers always trigger a tsunami of discussion abroad.

Unconsciously, I was highly concentrated and immersed in the paper.

Feng Zhan came back around nine o'clock.

Seeing the light on in the study on the second floor, I looked back at my sons in the back seat.

"Mom is working, you two don't disturb her, you know?"

The two brothers nodded.

After taking his son out of the car, the father and son entered the house.

"You can go play with toys, and daddy will prepare dinner. Do you two want to eat?"

The two brothers looked at each other, then felt their bellies.

After more than ten seconds, my brother shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry."

The younger brother also nodded, "I'm not hungry."

"Okay!" Feng Zhan thought his sons were so interesting, "Then I won't prepare dinner for you two."

"Dad, grandma!" The younger brother thought he could drink bottle milk.

When my brother heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Dad, grandma."

"Okay, okay." These two little ancestors said.

First, they made milk powder for them. The two brothers held the bottles, ran to the sofa, found a comfortable position and lay down half-ly, and happily started drinking milk.

Feng Zhan put on his apron and opened the refrigerator to see what he was going to make tonight.

About 09:30.

Feng Zhan went upstairs and opened the study door.

Under the light, Nie Fuyao was writing with the pen in his hand, concentrating on it.

He didn't make a sound immediately and stood quietly at the door.

About a few minutes later, when he saw Nie Fuyao stopping writing, he knocked on the door with his fingers.

Nie Fuyao looked up, saw him, and smiled.

Then he put down the pen, clasped his fingers together, raised it above his head, and stretched his waist.

"It's so late?" She stood up and walked forward, leaning in Feng Zhan's arms, "Are you tired?" "I'm not tired." Feng Zhan turned his back and bent slightly, "What are you busy with?"

She understood and lay on Feng Hou's back, letting him carry her downstairs.

"Bai Zhan's thesis may be a little busy this week."

After carrying him downstairs, the two sons clapped their hands happily when they saw their parents like this.

"mom!"

Nie Fuyao landed on his feet and stepped forward to hold his two sons in his arms.

The smell of milk lingered in her nostrils, instantly dissipating most of her fatigue.

The two brothers nestled in their mother's arms with a dependent intimacy.

"Where did you come back from?"

"grandfather!"

Not long after the two little ones turned one year old, they were already able to talk.

Not fluent, and can only pronounce two or three words at a time.

Feng Zhan came out with two dishes and said with a smile: "When I went over, they pestered Dad to drink, and they wouldn't let me go."

"Drinking?" Nie Fuyao was a little surprised, "Are there guests at home?"

"Cheng Lang and Zhou Ziheng are over there. It's just the three of them. Sister Ning and her friend went out to watch a movie." Feng Zhan greeted his wife, "Come over for dinner, aren't you hungry?"

"Actually, I was too hungry. I ate a bowl of instant noodles when I came back from get off work." He let go of his son and turned on the cartoon for them.

Feng Zhan asked disapprovingly: "Did you soak it in boiling water?"

"Ok!"

"It's not nutritious to begin with. At least boil it in a pot, add an egg and a few slices of lettuce." Thinking that Nie Fuyao would be very busy occasionally, he added, "Why don't we buy a home-type robot and bring it back."

At least I can help cook a meal.

"It's not impossible."

Nowadays, household robots can often be seen on the streets of Beijing.

There are various forms.

Someone did something to a robot before, but was electrocuted by the robot.

It has to be said that human beings are really weird.

There is no need to buy it, you can just go to the company to customize it.

Feng Zhan occasionally glanced at his son and whispered: "How about buying the human form of the civet cat?"

I went to Nie's house today and saw the civet cat.

"Yuanyuan is also a middle-aged and elderly cat. Dad said that he is not as lively as before."

"Tiantian's life expectancy is not long. Dad takes good care of him and sends him for check-ups twice a year. According to the pet doctor, he can live for five or six years."

Tiantian was brought here from his hometown by Nie Fuyao, and he had been raising him for a while.

In terms of age, Tiantian is older than Yuanyuan.

Nie Fuyao nodded, "They are not castrated. If Tian Tian says that the offspring may be in someone else's home, what's going on with Yuanyuan?"

"I heard from my father that Yuanyuan is an arrogant cat. He is the best at fighting in the community. He probably doesn't look down on other male cats. There are almost no stray cats around, probably I haven't found true love." Feng Zhan said to himself, and couldn't help but laugh, "If I don't find the right one, I would rather be single."

Nie Fuyao: "..."

"If that's the case, doesn't Tian Tian not choose a wife?"

Feng Zhan nodded in agreement, "Probably not picky. It's a pity that the female dogs who had a crush on Tiantian were all beaten away by Yuanyuan."

Nie Fuyao had nothing to say.

"Dad asked the pet doctor before..." As if he thought of something, Feng Zhan's eyes were filled with smiles, "You know, when Tiantian was a child, he was always bullied by other dogs in the community, and it was Yuanyuan who stood up for him. According to the pet doctor’s speculation, Yuanyuan may be too protective, but anyone who wants to get close to Tiantian will be regarded as a bullying dog by Yuanyuan.”

"Outrageous!" Nie Fuyao opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)