As an antique, Wei Ci had recently become obsessed with the virtual internet.
He opened an account for himself and shared bits and pieces of his daughter's life on it every day. Occasionally, he would share his calligraphy and paintings.
Regardless of the weather, he recorded from his daughter Jiang Yan's one-month-old birthday until she was about to go to school. Many netizens who seemed to be annoyed also developed a daily routine of watching him raise his daughter. Relying on his good calligraphy and good classical painting skills, Wei Ci also became a famous figure in the circle.
He did not have a team to manage fans for him, nor did he organize activities like lucky draws to increase his fans.
After a few years, he inexplicably became a small blogger with tens of millions of fans, and these tens of millions of fans were active fans.
Half of them shouted, "Prince Charming, you are so classical and elegant, I want to go with you to the parenting registry to get a little monkey." The other half shouted and asked him, "Father-in-law, does your baby still lack a son-in-law/daughter-in-law who has gone to an advanced college and an annual salary of a million?"
Other than working at the special medical center on the central planet, he would also take on commercial calligraphy and paintings when he had nothing to do, such as inscribing words, writing couplets, or painting. Needless to say, after a few years of accumulation, the money he earned from his calligraphy and paintings had actually saved up a large sum of money.
As a famous figure in the circle and a rare antique figure, Wei Ci's calligraphy was valued in the tens of thousands, and the price of his paintings also started from that.
"I always feel that I'm being overcharged."
Wei Ci did not understand commercial calligraphy and paintings when he first took on them, so he mentioned it during the daily video call with Jiang Pengji.
Jiang Pengji turned around and sent someone to check the market price. She set a price for him that was higher than a newcomer's, but slightly lower than the standards of a god.
Wei Ci felt that the price was too high at one glance.
He was not a famous artist, and his calligraphy and paintings had no collectible value. Wouldn't the customers scold him if he set such a high price?
Jiang Pengji said, "It's worth this money. If they want to buy it, then buy it. If not, then forget it. Zixiao's hands are precious."
The husband and wife could talk every day and hug each other at close range through the virtual network, but they still spent more time apart.
Jiang Pengji was busy outside. She was either on the way to war, patrolling, or conducting military exercises to intimidate the borders.
The way the war was an eye-opener for Wei Ci. At the same time, he knew that the danger was incomparable to his previous life.
He wanted to help, but he also knew that he did not have the military foundation of this era.
He could only work hard to take care of himself and his daughter so that His Majesty would not have any worries.
Fortunately, there weren't many major battles left. There were only some remnant soldiers who were stubbornly resisting and struggling at death's door.
As the leader of the First War Corps, Jiang Pengji was bound to be at the frontline, but it was unlikely that she would be personally involved. Her safety was still guaranteed.
Wei Ci did not often accept commercial calligraphy and paintings. Most of the time, he amused himself by drawing all kinds of faceless women _ (: з) ∠) _
He did not dare to draw the face, for fear that the identity of the person in the painting would be recognized, which would then bring danger to himself and his child. In order to conceal his true purpose, he would also mix in a lot of other content. There were both ancient and modern people in the paintings. There was a dragon robe that represented the Emperor, and there were also commoners wearing short clothes. There was a special military uniform that represented the leader of an army, and there was also a casual dress with a shirt and a short skirt. The content of the paintings did not have a fixed theme.
Her fans jokingly called her Mrs. Big Tentacle, who relied on her conscience to generate electricity.
Wei Ci, "…"
At first, he was annoyed by the feminine nickname "Madam," but later he realized that it meant "big." _ (: з) ∠) _
The people of this era were quite interesting.
"Daddy!"
Wei Ci had just put away the brush and tidied up the messy desk when the door to the room opened automatically. A fair and plump girl walked in.
"Yan 'er."
Wei Ci's mood jumped a lot when he heard this form of address.
Although it was not the first time the child had called him "Daddy," every "Daddy" made him feel satisfied and happy.
In his previous two lives, because of his identity and the situation, Wei Ci could only respectfully maintain a distance between him and his own flesh and blood.
Fortunately, the heavens took pity on him and he could actually live another life, completely making up for his previous regrets.
Yan 'er was holding two exercise books made of imitation paper and a small pen in her little hand. She looked up at him seriously and said, "Daddy, I've finished my homework." Her pair of watery eyes were like the freshest, most moist black grapes, and her gaze could melt a person.
She looked forward to Wei Ci's commendation and praise, and Wei Ci was not stingy. He lifted her up high.
The family nanny robots of this era were too powerful. They could take care of the children when they could only lie down. They could take care of the children when they started to turn over and crawl. When the children learned to walk, they could still be busy and considerate. Even when the children were just learning to speak, they would guide the children to speak. When Jiang Yan was one year old, the robot said that she could start early education.
Wei Ci was eager to show off his talents, but the robot took care of everything.
Wei Ci was speechless.
The only thing that was gratifying was that Jiang Yan liked him even more. Every day, she seriously completed the learning content that the robot arranged for her. She would also look for him to hug and praise and learn the four arts from him. The robot was not equipped with these skills, so naturally, it could not compete with Wei Ci.
"This is Mommy."
Jiang Yan nestled in Wei Ci's arms and looked at the painting that had just been drawn on the table without blinking.
She raised her hand and pointed at the woman in the painting. She said clearly, "When will Mommy come back?"
Wei Ci stroked her hair and smiled. "Not for the time being."
Jiang Yan was a little disappointed, but she still asked seriously, "Is it because you have to protect Yan 'er and the other babies?"
Wei Ci never avoided the fact that Jiang Pengji could not accompany the children for a long time. He also would not lie to the children and tell them that their mother could come back. To the children, a white lie was deception. It might be more hurtful than telling them the truth directly.
"Yes, Mommy is a hero. Not only does Hero have to protect our Yan 'er, but he also has to protect more babies of Yan' er's age."
Jiang Yan was young, but she knew that the "hero" was a very impressive person.
It was just that she really missed her mother. That was why she begged Wei Ci to draw a picture of a family of three with her today.
Wei Ci looked at his daughter's painting and proudly showed it off to the netizens.
Aiyou Hey: "Looking at my wife's diary, I want babies every day.
It's great to raise a daughter! " It was important to know that young people in this era rarely took the initiative to have children. However, looking at Wei Ci's daily life, it could be said that there were thousands of young fans who joined the army of raising children. It could be considered as a small contribution to the growth of the federal population.
I Soar Back: "QAQ, my wife is really cute. Her painting skills are like her father's. She will also be famous in the future."
Reform Spring Breeze Blows Mandi: "Speaking of which, there's something very strange. My wife has never talked about her partner, but the baby's mother is always present when he draws. Ermmm, it makes one wonder if there's a conflict between the wife and her partner?"
Pinching a Lotus Flower Xiao Hongchen: "What's there to be suspicious about? How can there be a proper marriage these days?
Don't everyone go to a nursery to get a child?
For adults, the child is their own child. However, if the child's other half wants to raise the child together, no one can stop them.
Therefore, it's very normal for adults not to mention the child's other relative, but the child will always talk about his parents. "
Wei Ci looked at the comment, thought about it, and silently left a sentence.
Wei Ci V: "No, I have a very good relationship with my wife. It's just that her job is special. I want to reduce her exposure on the public platform as much as possible. She's not a public figure, and it's not suitable for her to appear in front of so many netizens. Maybe there will be a chance in the future to introduce her to you. "
Many netizens were stuffed with dog food by Wei Ci, and they couldn't help but cheer. However, they waited and waited. Wei Ci became a doctor at the Central Planet's Special Medical Center, a master of classical calligraphy and painting, and a professor of classical literature. The diaries of the second and third children had been serialized for almost 20 years, but the netizens didn't know who the rumored partner was. Many years later, these fans almost forgot about this.
One day, Wei Ci's diary turned into two hands with their fingers intertwined.
The gemstone rings on their ring fingers sparkled, and there were two federally issued marriage certificates next to them.
Wei Ci V: "Hello, she's my wife, Federal Marshal Jiang."
Federal Marshal Jiang V: "Yes, let me introduce him to you. He's my wife, Wei Ci."
Seventh Army Jiang Yan V: "Let me introduce him to you. Federal Marshal Jiang Wei Ci, these two are my parents."
Fresh Graduate Wei Cong V: "Let me introduce him to you. Federal Marshal Jiang Wei Ci, these two are my parents."
Jiang Lian V: "Let me introduce him to you. Federal Marshal Jiang Wei Ci, these two are my parents."
Federal citizens, "???"
# Shocking!!! The parents only cared about showing off their love in public, but the three children were abandoned??? #
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