Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

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“Mommy, it’s snowing.” Tong Hua laid on the floor in front of the fireplace and beneath the full-length window. He laid on top of the thick lamb fur carpet and looked out of the window. There were some winter flowers outside the greenhouse. A few stalks of plum blossoms were beautifully bloomed, and snowflakes were falling constantly, causing the garden to look exceptionally romantic. As Tong Hua could not withstand being in such cold weather, Shen Qianshu did not allow him to be outside. Thus, he laid in front of the fireplace to look at the falling snow and hummed along to a song at the same time, thoroughly enjoying himself.

This year’s first snowfall came too early, catching everybody by surprise.

Ye Ling was also working in front of the fireplace with two laptops placed beside him. Zhong Ran and Ah Da were not around, and there were only two chefs, a few maids, and the three of them left in the house. It was the coziest in the afternoon, making it very easy to fall asleep with no one disturbing them.

“It’s really cold recently. Can you ask the production crew to shift your scenes to the last?”

“Auntie Xiaojuan has already gone to negotiate with the producer. It shouldn’t be a problem.”

Shen Qianshu was relieved. The two of them looked at the dancing flames in the fireplace when a bizarre thought suddenly appeared in their minds. “If we can roast sweet potatoes in the fireplace, it will certainly be very delicious!”

Ye Ling, who had been engrossed in his work, suddenly looked up and stared intently at both mother and son.

Roasting sweet potatoes in the fireplace?

You guys have such great imagination!

“This is such a high standard of living! Roasting sweet potatoes in the fireplace and admiring the snow, this is such a romantic and high-class activity!”

Ye Ling snorted and said, “I will call Luther back another day and properly teach you guys what a high standard of living is.”

“Sorry, I just want to roast sweet potatoes!” Little Tong Hua retorted.

Little Tong Hua ran into the kitchen excitedly and came back with a strange expression.

“There are actually no sweet potatoes in the kitchen!”

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“Alright, alright, continue with your homework. We still need to attend a banquet at night, so let’s not fool around anymore.”

Little Tong Hua sat down gloomily. He was at the age where his curiosity was at its peak, and his heart was bursting with all kinds of ideas for adventures. He laid down and admired the snow for a short while before rolling over to Ye Ling. Tong Hua looked up at him confusedly. “Daddy, what are you doing?” he asked.

The computer screen was filled with blue codes, and he did not understand them at all.

Just as Tong Hua’s voice sounded, the screen went black. Ye Ling was kicked out again.

“I am cracking Ghost City’s firewall.”

“Have you failed?”

“Nope.” Ye Ling took a deep breath, controlled himself, and said, “There’s no more battery.”

Shen Qianshu was speechless.

She came forward to take a look, and the battery was really dead. Both mother and son broke out into a smile when their eyes met. Ye Ling’s face was dark, and he plugged the computer into a power source. He was trying to crack the codes and listen to them speak at the same time, even attempting to make small talk. He lost his focus for a while, and just as he was about to crack it, the battery went dead.

“Mommy, what are we going to wear to the banquet today? It is so cold outside.”

“Zhong Ran will bring clothes over,” Ye Ling said softly.

The banquet was held in the Lu Family’s residence. It was indoors and at room temperature. Little Tong Hua would not need to be afraid of freezing. Ye Ling closed his eyes slightly, and Shen Qianshu immediately scooted over. “Master, are you having a headache?”

“Yeah!”

Shen Qianshu sat on the sofa with crossed legs while Ye Ling sat on the carpet. She lightly massaged his temples and gently rubbed his acupuncture points. The indoor temperature was really high, and it was really warm. Ye Ling’s forehead was, however, a little cold, and he was slightly frowning. Meanwhile, Little Tong Hua was reading an original edition book at one side.

Overall, the living room was exceptionally quiet.

In the fireplace, flames were raging wildly, constantly getting stronger. The whole room was baked to a warm perfection. Looking out of the window, the plum blossoms were in full bloom, and it was snowing. The huge full-length window reflected a breathtaking view, showing a combination of both beautiful red blossoms and white snow.

It was as if time had stopped.

It was really an escape from the daily chaos, offering a moment to enjoy the peaceful world.