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June 5th, around ten o'clock in the evening.

Xu Dong's eldest grandson, Xiao Bian, was finally born. Due to adequate nutrition, the little guy weighed seven pounds and three ounces. He was a fat boy and had to undergo a caesarean section.

A week later, Duan Xinyue was discharged from the hospital.

Yang Lina hugged her eldest grandson and suggested on the spot:

"Mom, our yacht is docked at the port. It has complete facilities and you can also eat the freshest vegetables and fruits. How about we live there together and let Xinyue have her confinement there?"

For the sake of Xu's father's health, Xu Dong specially arranged for the yacht to come back early so that the three elderly people would not suffer, while he himself came back by passenger ship.

"What a great idea. The house is really too small."

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Duan’s mother readily agreed.

Xiaobao quickly stopped him and said, "Mom, Little Bun is just born, and his central nervous system is not fully developed yet. He will have symptoms such as dizziness and vomiting on the ship. It is too dangerous."

"Really?" Xu Ma suddenly became nervous.

"Isn't it okay to dock at the dock?"

Yang Lina said cautiously.

"No." Xiaobao shook his head, and then explained: "Summer is coming soon, and the sea is very rough. No matter how stable the stop is, there will be slight bumps. The bun is really too small."

Xu's mother immediately advised: "Nana, don't go on the boat. Please stay safe at home if you are young. At least it's safe."

"Yes, Nana, please don't bother."

Mother Yang echoed.

"Okay, it seems I didn't think it through well." Yang Lina gave up the idea on the spot, "I'll ask Xiaoqian and the others to make two more trips a day to deliver the things."

"Thank you mom!"

Duan Xinyue immediately expressed gratitude.

"Thank you for what?" Father Xu said with a smile on his face, "Xinyue, you are now a great contributor to our old Xu family. Even if I give you the yacht, Xiaobao's father promises that he will be fine."

Duan Xinyue stepped forward and took Father Xu's arm:

"Grandpa, why do we need a yacht? Dad is busy at work and can't live without the yacht."

Father Xu couldn't help but sigh: "It would be great if I could buy a new yacht. It would be convenient for your family of three to travel back and forth without having to squeeze into the passenger ship."

Duan's mother on the side couldn't help but secretly gasped.

The family had just visited her in-laws' yacht some time ago. Needless to say, it was luxurious, which completely overturned her impression of wealthy people.

The old man actually bought such a multi-billion super yacht whenever he wanted. His tone was extremely dull, just like buying cabbage. It was too casual.

"Grandpa, if you are reluctant to leave, why not stay in Qiongdao for a while longer."

Xiaobao took the opportunity to suggest.

Father Xu pursed his lips, feeling very moved.

Yang Lina quickly waved her hand: "It won't work if it takes too long. Your grandfather still has to go to the hospital for regular check-ups. Besides, there are a lot of people at home and there are a lot of things to do!"

"Mom, it's not like there isn't a hospital in Qiongdao. Just ask Sydney to send grandpa's medical records. No matter what, it's not easy for you to come here. At least you have to stay until Xiaobian has passed his 100th day, right?"

Xiaobao quickly advised.

Xu Ma immediately made the final decision: "Xiaobao is right, we will go back after the 100th day of the bun is over. The next time we meet will probably be the Chinese New Year."

"Mom, I just listen to you."

Yang Lina nodded.

Three months is just right, neither too long nor too short.

…

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

Little Bread has grown up a lot. The little guy is white and fat. He smiles every day and is very lovable.

No matter who saw him, they all praised him for being smart, cute and smart, and he would be great when he grew up.

Every time Xu's mother hears compliments from others, she will be so happy that she grabs a handful of snacks she made and gives them to them. Within a week, there was an endless stream of residents from the community who came to visit her home every day.

This day is the 100-day banquet of Little Bread.

Xu Ma and others cooked in person and made a large table of delicious food. Finally, with Lele's remote assistance, they helped the little guy make a big cake.

Three days later, the group finally left Qiongdao and took the "Lina" to return to Sydney.

Back in Sydney, it was already the end of September.

Dabao and Niuniu have already set off for South Philippines.

Erbao and Xie Delin successfully became a glorious people's policeman. Under Director Tian's careful cultivation, the young lovers lived a simple and fulfilling life.

As for fishing, don't even think about it.

Director Tian knew what to do without Xu Dong saying hello. He tried his best to cultivate people while ensuring safety.

Only in this way can we live up to the trust of our old friends.

Lao Bai even reminded him face to face not to have any worries. Lao Xu was not the kind of person who would spoil his son, so he had to be careful.

The family helped Erbao have a lively birthday and celebrated his official entry into society.

Shortly after dinner, Ji Yin and Lele pulled Grandpa into the bedroom and immediately took out a thick manuscript.

"What's this?"

Father Xu took out his reading glasses and put them on.

Lele rushed to answer: "Grandpa, this is your elder's autobiography. Ji Yin has already written the first draft. You have to read it first. If there is something wrong, let Ji Yin help you revise it."

"So fast?"

Father Xu immediately took the manuscript from his grandson-in-law.

"Grandpa, I have been writing for two years. Compared with others, I am already very slow."

Ji Yin quickly replied.

Generally, it takes about a few months to hire someone to write an autobiography, from interview to final draft to publication, and basically no more than half a year.

Of course, except for special big shots.

Someone like Father Xu is obviously not a big shot.

Speaking of which, it was his first time writing this thing and he was inexperienced, so it took a lot of time.

Father Xu waved his hand, looked at the title of the book eagerly, and read it softly: "Xu Changming: How did I train the richest man in the world?"

"Grandpa, I chose the title of this book. Isn't it very attractive?"

Lele immediately asked for credit.

Ji Yin next to him was slightly embarrassed. On the one hand, he felt a little sorry for his grandfather;

On the other hand, this is inconsistent with his usual style. After all, a literati values ​​character most!

"Isn't this name too weird?"

Father Xu frowned.

To be honest, he was not satisfied with the title of the book.

He dared to write an autobiography, but he also wanted to take advantage of the popularity of his third son. He even seemed to be taking the spotlight. It was outrageous. Where could he put his old face?

Seeing this, Lele quickly advised: "Grandpa, my dad is in the limelight now. If you have a relationship with him, your autobiography will sell at least hundreds of thousands more copies."

"If you change the title of the book to a more normal one, how many copies can it probably sell?" Father Xu couldn't help but ask.

"Ji Yin and I did a survey and found that the maximum number is no more than 10,000. Some of them can't even find a publishing company, so they can only publish them at their own expense, which is for self-entertainment."

Lele spread his hands.

"How come there are so few?" Father Xu asked in surprise.

"Grandpa, it's been almost seven or eight years since you retired from the world. Everyone has forgotten about you a long time ago. Besides, back then, whether it was a bakery or a new seaweed, it was all in my grandma's name. If we really count... "

"Stop talking, let's just use this title!" Father Xu quickly interrupted, "Although the title is relatively straightforward, it's right. Without your grandfather and me to supervise you from behind, your father's lazy character would have been a long time coming. It’s time to give up.”

The old man quickly gave in.

Rather than being self-absorbed, he prefers to be truly remembered in people's hearts. In addition, he is indeed worthy of being proud of having such an outstanding son as his third son.

There's nothing shameful about this!

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