Marry a Rich Old Man

The teenager who thought that only stars and entertainers need to manage Weibo and image, foolishly stuffed himself with a sweet orange, chewed it foolishly, and ate it...

Immediately thought in my mind, this kind of expensive imported oranges are really sweet.

Mother-in-law: "..."

When meeting a cute and cute daughter-in-law in this life, what else can I do except wait patiently for her to finish eating the oranges.

"Ahem." An Wuyang said, "Build Weibo, right? Well, I played it when I was in junior high school, but I stopped playing because I was afraid it would affect my studies."

What's annoying is that even if you don't play Weibo, you're still a scumbag.

After talking with her mother-in-law, An Wuyang returned to the bedroom and sat, trying to recall his junior high school Weibo account.

After thinking for a total of ten minutes, I finally remembered the user name and password.

Then follow the mother-in-law's instructions and send the account number and password.

With a ding dong, Zhang Ruoqi received a WeChat message from his daughter-in-law, and saw...

Username: Homework is so difficult 2000.

User password: 20000615.

Sure enough, it was the account of a junior high school, no lie!

This is not a big deal. Later, Mrs. Huo logged into An Wuyang's account and saw the other party's last Weibo.

Homework is so difficult 2000: [Picture] Papers were handed out today, I got this score in math [bye bye/] I will never play Weibo again.

Published on April 2013, 4.

Scroll down to the second article, An Wuyang, who is wearing a blue and white junior high school uniform, is sitting on the back seat of a classmate's bicycle and smiling, holding a bunch of grilled hot dogs with excellent knife skills in the other hand.

The homework is so difficult 2000: My good buddy Xiaopang, treat me to a small sausage.

The young boy who has not yet grown up in junior high school has a more elegant face than that of an adult, revealing an indistinguishable delicacy.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that the eyebrows are delicate, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and at the same time, it is a little cute.

When Mrs. Huo saw this photo, she liked it very much, and immediately saved one.

Then it took a few minutes to read all of An Wuyang's few Weibo content.

She found that there was not a single Weibo that needed to be deleted, and all of them belonged to the unique atmosphere of thirteen or fourteen years old.

Very childlike, very simple.

For example, he is very happy when a classmate invites him to eat a small roast sausage; the only trouble is that it is difficult to study, and the teacher criticizes him again.

Zhang Ruoqi watched with great interest, and did not intend to delete the child's historical Weibo.

On the contrary, it must be kept, must be kept.

Soon after, the account was returned to An Wuyang.

He found that nothing had changed, except that a V was added in front of the name, and there were a few more people on the watch list.

No, An Wuyang took a closer look, the profile had changed!

He used to be a classmate of XX Fourteen Elementary School, but now he is a little baby from the Huo family in the capital.

An Wuyang: "..."

Suspected that her mother-in-law was a devil.

Zhang Ruoqi V: [Picture] Our family has grown handsome since we were young, do you think so? @job is so difficult 2000

As a popular spokesperson for a wealthy family, her Weibo account originally had millions of followers.

Recently, because of the fandom of the speech, it has risen to almost 200 million.

Part of it follows her!Just to see sweet sweet Ann!

Netizen 1: "Ahhhh! Ahhhhh! The school uniform is just right!"

Netizen 2: "Meng vomits blood, how can it be so sweet?!"

Netizen 3: "The homework is so difficult? Is this Weibo from Tian Tianan? Damn it, it's obviously a boring Weibo of an ordinary young lady, why do I think it's so cute?"

Netizen 4: Boring and cute +1! !

Netizen 5: I have a sense of seeing the golden retriever when I was a child. I really have this feeling. Am I alone?

The scumbag boy who was circled didn't know what happened.

After logging into his account, he felt a little sleepy, so he hugged his pillow and went to Dun Dun's baby room to take a nap with his son.

Aunt Zhang saw that An Wuyang came again, and made a seat with a smile: "Dun Dun is awake now, do you want to play with him?"

An Wuyang was sleepy at first, but upon hearing this, he cheered up and nodded, "Yes."

Dun Dun heard the sound, and immediately stopped looking around, looking in the direction of An Wuhai...

His chubby little round face is set with a pair of big eyes, and there are stars and seas in it.

Blink, grin, and drool...

"Hi." Silly son.

An Wuyang picked him up, wiped his saliva, and stuffed the meaty claws his son was trying to stuff into his mouth into the swaddle: "You can't put your fingers in your mouth, beat them."

Dun Dun looked at him motionless, one, two, three, flattened his mouth, and began to cry: "Wow..."

An Wuyang: "???"

Doubt life!

Does such a small thing get the meaning of hitting? !

"Okay, okay, good boy, don't cry." The boy who became a father at a young age hugged the baby and coaxed in the room: "Daddy won't beat you, daddy loves you."

However, the child was still crying, and An Wuyang wanted to cry if he continued crying.

Huo Yunchuan was working in the study when he heard crying from next door.

He immediately put down what he was doing and walked over.

"Crying?" Huo Yunchuan walked to An Wuyang's side, took the little doll in Xiaodong's arms very habitually, and turned upside down skillfully by himself.

"Yes..." An Wuyang said with a frustrated face, "I accidentally threatened him just now, and he cried."

Huo Yunchuan raised his eyebrows and corrected him: "He doesn't understand your threat."

Then put down the baby who is crying less, unswaddle and check the bottom.

"Ah, it turned out to be peeing." An Wuyang got up, walked to the ventilated place where the diapers were kept, and brought a new diaper to Huo Yunchuan, looking eager to try.

Huo Yunchuan looked at him: "Are you coming or am I?"

An Wuyang hesitated for a moment: "Come on." He handed over the diaper.

President Huo took the diaper from the little lover's hand, and made the act of changing the diaper a solemn and serious one when signing the document.

Of course, it was much more gentle than that, pouring out love visible to the naked eye.

Huo Yunchuan raised his chubby little feet, lowered his head and kissed the back of his feet.

The little baby stretched out the soles of the silverware, and directly stepped on the face of the president's father, with a tendency to kick his nose on his face.

An Wuyang smiled.

That's great, seeing that everyone loves Dun Dun very much, he is very relieved.

"Aunt Zhang, I'll leave it to you." Huo Yunchuan said, getting up and glancing at the smirking boy: "You still have half an hour to take a nap, and you have class at three o'clock."

An Wuyang: "???"

What?How long has it been since playing with your son?

He quickly found his own pillow and lay down next to his son.

But after a while, Huo Yunchuan picked him up and carried him to the next room, the reason was that it would affect Dundun's sleep!

"If I accompany you, I can sleep for an extra half an hour." Huo Yunchuan's gaze moved to the boy's limbs exposed from the silk shirt, which seemed somewhat naked.

An Wuyang, a math thief, nodded quickly and patted the place beside him: "Then you can accompany me."

President Huo quickly suppressed the desire in his eyes when he faced a scheming face: "Yeah." Every time he saw An'an's innocent eyes, he couldn't act presumptuously.

However, after lying down, the little angel's face was obedient, and his chin rested on his shoulder.

But the palm only stayed on his chest for a while, then slid down...

Huo Yunchuan tensed up all over: "..."

He thought the little angel was bronze, but he didn't expect to be a king.

So I couldn't sleep well for the extra half an hour.

But An Wuyang thought to himself, sometimes you can't care so much about being a human being, you have to turn a blind eye and close one eye.

"Yun Chuan, do you have Weibo?" After An Wuyang woke up, he rubbed his chin with his fingertips. There were some prickly stubbles on it, which amused him.

Mr. Huo, who was being played with his jaw, tightened the arms around the waist of the little thing: "Yes."

Then tell the other party his Weibo nickname that has not been updated for thousands of years.

"Oh." An Wuyang didn't say anything, lay on the bed for a while with his pillow on the other's shoulder, and then got up to continue studying.

At night, when Huo Yunchuan was about to fall asleep, he glanced at the boy next door who was sleeping like a pig, and thought of this matter.

He clicked on the app he hadn't read for a long time, and tried to find familiar words on the page, but he couldn't find it.

Finally, he clicked on the stranger's private message, and the latest one showed that it was today.

Homework is so difficult 2000V: I am your little baby.

President Huo shook his finger and opened the ID name, and he saw the other party's Weibo authentication at a glance. The profile was stamped with his own stamp, so it should be his own.

He clicked on the little angel's previous Weibo content - he went in with great curiosity, came out hot from being cute, hugged the sleeping baby and kissed him or her.

The reason why An Wuyang sent this nasty private message was actually to make fun of the introduction her mother-in-law wrote for herself.

The problem is that his husband doesn't think so.

The next day, An Wuyang received a long and silent kiss from President Huo.

Private message reply: "Well, you are my little baby."

An Wuyang followed the other party happily, and then racked his brains, what should he write in his first Weibo?

After thinking for a long time, he wrote uncertainly:

Homework is so difficult 2000V: [Picture] Friends who follow me, hello, I am safe and sound [erha/][erha/][erha/]

Circle the Huo family, and friends.

The picture shows a young boy holding a notebook to cover his eyes, on which it is neatly written: Thank you for your attention, I wish everyone good luck and happiness every day [小红心/]

The fans who came over from Mrs. Huo's side burst into laughter one after another!

Netizen 1: 2333333 He is so serious, I think the fried chicken is stable and cute!

Netizen 2: Our Tiantian'an's handwriting, 233333 is indeed a scumbag boy, hahahaha...

Netizen 3: Hahahaha, don't laugh, it's very neat!

An Wuyang: "..."

An Wuyang silently took down the handwriting, and used Huo Yunchuan's office equipment to design a computer-printed one.

Papa Huo watched from the side, and said distressedly: "I'll write it for you." Then he hugged the little angel, took the A4 paper from the other party's hand, and wrote three lines of beautiful words with a pen.

At the signature, Huo Yunchuan & An Wuyang.