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Chapter 112

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    ?One hundred and twelve, December 8, 2019

    Liu Diandian looked at Liu Banban's back, feeling very disappointed and at the same time somewhat relieved. After all, Liu Banban did not object to her doing what she wanted to do.

    "Banban is right. I should ask carefully. I can't be blind. Thirty-year-olds are still doing things so blindly, which doesn't match their age! Hmmask Yan Diefei, and come back after finding out the situation."

    The reason why Liu Diandian suddenly behaved like this was because when she was scrolling through Moments, she saw all kinds of sales orders posted by Ying Baobao, and her heart was itchy, and Liu Banban was so tired from work, so she came back so late  , My heart is itching even more.

    Take out your mobile phone, look at the message of "99+" displayed in the group, brazenly, muster your courage, let's go!

    Liu Diandian: Good evening, everyone!

    Yan Diefei: Yo!  This is Diving No. 2, why are you free recently?  !  Rare guest, rare guest!

    Liu Diandian sent a few embarrassing emoticons, adding a bag of bitterness.

    Zhong Youyou: Last time I saw a little bit of WeChat Moments, I felt like something happened.

    Liu Diandian: Bingo, you guessed it right, my little devil was fed with boiling water, and I have been taking care of him. I really can't afford any time and energy. This feeling is really uncomfortable for his mother!  You can have a deep understanding of the taste of it if you try to empathize.

    Zhong Youyou: Experience ing!  silence!

    Yan Diefei: I'm sorry, I was busy with business, so I thought you were diving like Fu Lihuang. One trick diving is as deep as the sea.

    Liu Diandian: It's okay, it's all my fault for not explaining!

    Yan Diefei: Experience ing!  silence!

    Office workers are office workers, and the water is several beats slower than people. There is no way, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

    Shen Aijun: Experience ing!  silence!

    Shen Aijun: By the way, how is your little devil doing now?

    Zhong Youyou: Based on my understanding of Diandian, it should be fine, otherwise it wouldn¡¯t be bubbling up in the group!

    Yan Diefei: It must be fine!

    Chen Lifang: Hey, it's a meeting!

    Chen Lifang: Experience ing!  silence!

    Yan Diefei: Look at the speed of your water group.

    Chen Lifang: Tired of going to work!

    Shen Aijun: @³ÂÀö·¼, we are all suffering people!  Even work overtime on weekends.  It¡¯s really tiring to come back, you guys chat, let¡¯s go to rest, tomorrow Sunday, continue to swim on Sunday, bye!

    Chen Lifang: bye-bye.

    Seeing Chen Lifang and Shen Aijun shouting tired, Liu Diandian immediately thought of her husband, and couldn't help but look up at the bathroom door, feeling more distressed and feeling that she could do more.

    Bow your head, your nimble fingers dance on the phone screen: I feel tired too, good night everyone!

    Early the next morning, Liu Diandian got up early, made breakfast, watched her husband and children sleeping, picked up her phone, and thought: I showed my face last night and won a lot of sympathy points. Now I¡¯m looking for Yan Diefei, probably not  She died too badly, she shouldn't attack me with sharp words.  After all, she is also a mother.

    ?Being courageous, I clicked on Yan Diefei¡¯s WeChat, and said good morning first. Seeing that Yan Diefei replied, I quickly took advantage of the situation to enter the topic.

    Liu Diandian: Diefei, I would like to ask, how do you feel about being a micro-business?

    Liu Diandian didn't know how to ask. After all, she was a blank piece of paper, and she needed others to take her advice as well as her advice.

    Yan Diefei: Posted a embarrassing emoji.

    Liu Diandian: My family is not financially well-off recently. I want to try to start a micro-business to see if I can subsidize my family.

    Yan Diefei: Posted a surprised emoji, +Liu Diandian, are you crazy?  Didn't your mother-in-law help you take care of the baby?  Are you a micro-business with two children alone?  Do you consider yourself a superman?  !  Don't take you like this!  For a few dollars, can you stop fighting like this?  Having kids is tiring enough.

    Yan Diefei is a bit rushed

    However, they are all true, because they are strong enough and true enough to dare to say that, and she also feels sorry for Liu Diandian.

    The people in the 502 dormitory are all like this, they don't look very friendly, but in fact, they are so friendly that they can't leave without being scolded!  It hurts to say it bluntly, but it is sincere.

    Liu Diandian: I can spare time when the child is sleeping, watching TV, and playing by himself.

    Liu Diandian: I'm just asking, I don't really want to do it yet.

    Seeing Yan Diefei's words, Liu Diandian felt really uncomfortable, envy and jealousy welled up in her heart, and thought: It would be great if someone would help me take care of the child.

    Yan Diefei: You also knowTao, there is no pie in the sky, and there is no free lunch in the world. If you want pie, you have to pay for lunch. The price of doing micro-business is time. Although this time is free, it is not fixed. Customers  Will knock on your WeChat door at any time to consult you.  At this time, what you need is patience a little bit, I advise, don't do it, take care of the child well, you will save a lot of money for your family, is it possible, don't you know how expensive a nanny is now?

    Liu Diandian was really upset after watching it. He raised his triangular eyes and stared at the screen, grabbing Yan Diefei from the phone every minute and slapping her hard.

    After thinking about it quietly, he stretched out his hand and slapped himself hard, and whispered: "What am I doing? Diefei is doing it for her own good, and she doesn't want to see me working hard, alas"

    Liu Diandian is caught in a tangle. She doesn't want to see Liu Banban working too hard, and she doesn't want to always deviate from the track of society and continue like this, and she doesn't want to really become a housewife and gradually become a yellow-faced woman.

    But she was bound by the two demon kings, making it impossible for her to break free from the cage.

    Many things she wanted to do, but she still couldn't do it, so she began to fall into conflicts.

    Liu thought about it a little bit, and typed a string of characters: Well I see, I just want to know.  Don't get excited, I know, you are all for my own good.

    Seeing that Liu Diandian replied very late, Yan Diefei sent a shy emoji.

    Liu Diandian: I just want to know and see if I can control it.

    Yan Diefei: Diandian, I just heard that your little devil was scalded by boiling water, I am worried about you.  I can understand your dilemma right now, but the prerequisite for anything you do now is to take the devil first.

    The corner of Liu Diandian's mouth finally showed joy: Mmmmm!

    Yan Diefei: When your child is older and goes to school, there is indeed a lot of time, and I will not object.  A little bit, no matter what you do, you have to find the right market. My personal suggestion is not to stock up on the kind that can't be digested.

    After reading it a little bit, Liu sent a nodding emoji.

    Yan Diefei: By the way, your WeChat friends should not exceed twenty, right?  What kind of micro business?

    Liu was a little embarrassed, and sent an embarrassing emoticon by the way.

    At this time, a message was pushed on the top of the phone screen, she didn't care, and swiped it away.  However, she really saw the word "virus".  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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