The egg fried rice at home instantly lost its appeal.
Chen Pingsheng took Xiao Anan to eat the KFC she had been craving.
The little one was very happy. After ordering a big hamburger and fried chicken legs at the restaurant, she ordered a large portion of fries.
"Dad, I also want to drink cola."
"Order whatever you want to eat. Dad will satisfy whatever you eat today."
Chen Pingsheng stroked her head. The little milk doll was still very sensible; they didn't have the conditions to raise her well before.
Now that he could make money, his daughter must be raised richly.
Start with eating whatever she wants at KFC.
Xiao Anan was especially easy to satisfy, holding her plate of abundant family bucket meal.
Her teeth were about to be crooked from smiling.
Looking at her satisfied and innocent smile, Chen Pingsheng couldn't help but take out his phone to take a photo of her and also post on his Moments.
A few "click click" shots.
There were photos of Xiao Anan holding a chicken leg, and her little appearance with a mouth full of oil from eating.
Chen Pingsheng added his little caption, "A happy day."
For him, being able to watch his daughter grow up little by little and see her beaming with smiles was indeed very happy.
Speaking of Moments, it was launched in April this year.
Once launched, it immediately became popular nationwide.
Scrolling through it whenever there was nothing to do became a small habit for most people.
As soon as the Moment was posted, unexpectedly, the first person to like it was his sister-in-law Song Wu.
"Xiao Anan is so good. You finally are willing to take her to eat KFC."
Chen Pingsheng was too lazy to reply to her. This sister-in-law was studying at an art school in Beijing, where the people were either rich or noble.
Over time, she developed the habit of looking down on others.
However, she was still very good to Xiao Anan and often took her out to play.
Song Wu had just opened her phone and was scrolling through Moments out of boredom.
In 2012, there were no short videos, and naturally, no young women doing flea dances.
This year was also called the beginning of the mobile internet.
Major internet dominant companies were successively established during this phase.
For example, Meituan Waimai, the merger of Youku Tudou, etc.
Of course, the hottest was still mobile terminals, which are mobile phones.
Baidu, 360, Tencent, Alibaba, NetEase, Sohu, Xiaomi, etc., all announced their entry into the smartphone market this year.
Among them, the one who left others in the dust and was hailed as a startup legend was naturally Lei Bu Si.
All of this was still very unfamiliar to Chen Pingsheng, after all, he was still too far from the level of those capital bigwigs.
What he was constantly thinking about was still how to sell durian well and then randomly multiply it through his golden finger.
This way, his monthly income could multiply several times.
"Dad, I'm full."
Xiao Anan patted her little belly contentedly and even let out a little burp.
Chen Pingsheng pinched her little face, "Since you're full, let's go pick up your mom from work."
In this cold twelfth lunar month, coupled with heavy rain, it was really cold.
The temperature was as low as minus three or four degrees Celsius.
Chen Pingsheng held Xiao Anan in front of him. After putting on the big raincoat, the little one was completely hidden.
The father and daughter rode the little electric scooter to pick up Mom.
At four thirty, Chen Pingsheng arrived at the entrance of the office building where Song Yanxi worked.
No matter how busy he was, he would still come to pick up his wife from work on time every day.
This was also one of the few things he could do for his wife in the past few years that made others slightly envious.
After all, there weren't many people like him who picked up their wives from work day after day for several years.
Although at first, when people saw him riding an electric bike, there would always be some subtle disdain in their eyes.
After all, Song Yanxi was so young and beautiful. Later, they saw him picking her up for several months, a year, two years, three years.
Gradually, fewer people talked behind his back.
People's hearts are made of flesh; not every man is born in Rome.
Although outsiders like him didn't have much money, they were extremely sincere to their wives, and they would also be respected by some people.
Especially since he had a good personality. Many people in the company used to mock and verbally attack him.
He always greeted people with a smile. Song Yanxi's colleagues felt that if they really couldn't find a rich person, finding a down-to-earth outsider like him wasn't bad either.
At least they wouldn't have to worry about him changing his mind and treating them badly.
On a rainy day, Chen Pingsheng stayed outside with Xiao Anan to wait.
This huge office building, you couldn't get in without a certain level of education. Those who could work inside were at least college graduates.
Song Yanxi was an exception. At that time, their company had just started, so the recruitment requirements weren't high.
"Oh Song Yanxi, your Husband really comes to pick you up rain or shine."
The person speaking was his wife's colleague Du Juan, also a young girl who came here after graduation and had a good relationship with her.
Chen Pingsheng hadn't even taken off his raincoat. Song Yanxi gave him a reproachful look, "It's so cold outside, why don't you wait inside?"
"Forget it. I just moved with someone and broke a sweat. The people in here are all decent, it's better if someone like me doesn't go in."
Song Yanxi didn't know what to say to him. He was clearly such a proud and excellent person when he was young, but now he was cautious everywhere.
As if he was afraid of causing her trouble.
In fact, after so many years, Song Yanxi had never wavered from her original intention.
Every time a colleague asked what her Husband did, she would tell everyone without hesitation, "My Husband sells durian outside."
He also helps people move. If any of you want to move, you can find him. He is strong, not afraid of hardship, and can do the work of three people by himself.
At first, colleagues would just smile and not say anything. After all, this was in Beijing, where everything was about being decent.
Someone like her who didn't mind her Husband's humble background and poor profession was also a bit of an oddity.
Song Yanxi also pinched Xiao Anan's little face, then opened the big raincoat and sat behind Chen Pingsheng.
She held him with both hands, trying to give him more warmth.
After Chen Pingsheng twisted the throttle and left, those colleagues immediately started discussing again.
First, it was Du Juan. She said with a little envy, "Song Yanxi's Husband is really good to her."
"What's the use of that?"
A disagreeing voice immediately sounded. Yang Dan was also a recent college graduate, not very attractive but unusually confident.
"He has the nerve to ride a motorcycle to pick up his wife on such a cold day. If it were me, I'd rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a motorcycle like this."
When words don't match, half a sentence is too much. Du Juan simply couldn't be bothered with her. She was a genuine Beijing local.
She didn't look down on outsiders, so she didn't know where Yang Dan got the nerve to say that.
What's more, the whole company knew what kind of person she was.
"Marry only a rich second generation," that was inscribed on Yang Dan's motto.