Chapter 911: People are the focus in the technological era!

Chapter 911: People are the focus in the technological era!

The Geneva Conference was very lively, but after all the arguing, it became a mess and there was still no final result. We still have to decide for ourselves how the events will develop.

Cao Dongfang started telling stories to his two children at home, and originally wanted to tell a dark version of "The Little Match Girl".

Under Song Xianxian's strong suggestion, it was changed to "The Tadpole Looking for Its Mother". It is not a modified version. The regular version is a lie for children.

But the two children still seemed to like listening, pouting their little mouths and making "ooooh-ha" sounds when asking their little questions, regardless of whether they were right or not.

Cao Dongfang would answer them one by one, and ten minutes later he would put the two children on a double bed and start throwing a ball.

Babies have short attention spans, so it’s impossible to get them to play one game for an hour. Cao Dongfang then has them play different games.

After playing with the ball for a few minutes, she took out applesauce to feed the two children and then gave them massages.

This is what they both like adults to do for them the most. They lie on the crib with their limbs motionless, but everyone can see the enjoyment on their little faces.

"Grandpa will give you this kind of massage at home. No one else will do that. You can't make noise while I'm massaging you. Remember?" Cao Dongfang told the two children while massaging them.

"Ahhh." The two children seemed to understand and responded.

"Ningning and Jingjing are so smart. They will be two smart beauties when they grow up." Cao Dongfang praised.

"Hehehe." They started laughing.

"Brother, you are lying to Ningning and Jingjing again. That's what you said to Duoduo back then." Cao Jiajia wanted to expose this lie.

"Isn't Duoduo pretty and powerful? I'm telling the truth, how could I be lying, right, Ningning and Jingjing?" Cao Dongfang retorted.

"Hehehe." The two children laughed happily.

"It's all a lie. I'm going to make fried chicken myself so you can't lie to the kids." Cao Jiajia went to the kitchen.

"You're forty and still like to eat fried chicken. You're not a child anymore. You're really boring."

"Jia Jia, fry two chickens so we can have some too." Song Xianxian also wanted to eat.

"Next month, we will change the sleeping and sleeping schedules of the two children. They will eat with us, drink more breast milk and formula, and eat three meals of complementary food. They like it."

"Dongfang, is it okay to do this?" Song Xianxian rarely cared about these things back then.

"Next month he will be eight months old, and can be fed mainly with complementary food and milk powder. As the child grows older, breast milk is no longer possible.

The daily diet of an eight-month-old baby is mainly breast milk/formula milk, with three complementary foods. That means they drink 600mL of breast milk separately, and the rest are all milk powder and complementary foods.

Breast milk should be divided into four times at night, morning and evening. 150mL each time is enough. The rest can be fed with milk powder or complementary food during the day, which is convenient for everyone.

I'll give Yangyang a baby recipe book and you can follow it at home."

"Dad, do you know the baby diet?" Kuang Yourong asked curiously.

“Your father knows that when I was pregnant with Yangyang and the other two, your father brought back the knowledge that Niu Niu Hospital had summarized over the past 200 years from the Niu Niu Maternity and Infant Hospital.

Your dad is very good at taking care of children, even better than he is at fighting. After I gave birth to Yangyang and Tingting, I only breastfed them, and your dad did everything else.

He basically didn't work when the two children were young and listened to your father. "Song Xianxian's answer was quite realistic.

"Give us the book, and we'll follow it to see what complementary foods are good?"

"I'll give it to you later. I've almost forgotten about this book after putting it away for more than 20 years."

After putting the two children to sleep, I started preparing dinner.

"Brother, the level of my fried chicken is getting better and better. I have 30 years of experience in frying chicken and my skills are excellent." Cao Jiajia boasted.

"Twenty-seven years." Cao Dongfang remembered that he taught Cao Jiajia how to make fried chicken the year they got married.

"Brother, do you understand rounding?"

"It's better to be realistic."

"Jia Jia's fried chicken skills are very good. You learned how to make fried chicken when I first came to your house. You have made great progress." Song Xianxian was also eating fried chicken.

"My brother doesn't approve of my fried chicken skills because he's just an average eater. Now my fried chicken skills alone are at least at the level of a state banquet master." Cao Jiajia began to brag.

"Jia Jia, be more humble. Dongfang, fry some fish and eat while watching TV." Cao's mother ordered.

“It will explode soon.”

"Brother, the big fireworks are there tonight. I will take Ping An to set them off later. Yangyang, do you want to go?" Cao Jiajia was thinking about setting off fireworks.

"I'll give it to you. It's New Year's Eve and fireworks are a good time. You can all go ahead and set them off. Since Duoduo is not here, no one will compete with you for them."

"We'll go out and set off some fireworks later, and let Ping'an set off some bigger fireworks." Yangyang replied.

“It’s fun to blow up fireworks.”

"If Ping'an likes it, set off a few more. I'll take you to set off bigger fireworks when I have the chance in the future." Cao Dongfang didn't care.

"Dongfang, don't teach Ping An to do these things. What does Duoduo think of you? You like fighting more than boys.

There was a huge uproar in Geneva, saying that it was done by the people of the foot basin, and the five countries demanded 10 trillion in compensation. They really have the nerve to ask for it. "Song Xianxian read the latest news.

"That's just their character. Otherwise, why would we deal with them? This time it's just talk. There's no actual problem. I really hope the five countries will join the war.

I’m just afraid they don’t dare!” Cao Dongfang understood their nature.

"How much loss did they suffer this time? They asked for 10 trillion, which is really a huge demand."

"The property loss is 600 to 700 billion, and it will take two years to recover. The total loss is more than 1.5 trillion. Their request of 10 trillion is not too much."

"They are all losses of military factories. How can 600 billion be a lot? What other losses are bigger?" Song Xianxian was quite surprised.

"The loss of scientific researchers is the biggest loss. Arms are also very profitable, so we didn't leave any for them."

“You still think people are important.”

"People-oriented! Without scientific researchers, there will be no technological development. In the future, a country's technological level will be the most important. The world has entered the technological age."

"It seems so."

"Uncle, take me with you to set off fireworks next time. I like it too." Ping'an is thirteen years old and in the second grade of junior high school. He is no longer a child and knows some things.

"Be safe and don't learn too much from your uncle. Just live a happy and worry-free life. Let him handle things and don't learn too much from him." Song Xianxian opposed Cao Dongfang bringing the children to learn bad things.

"Okay, aunt." Ping An is also a person who is obedient in front of others, but behind their backs...

Zhao Dahai smiled and didn't care. He knew this would happen when Ping An practiced martial arts. He had no objection to contributing to the country, and it was normal for boys to fight.

.......

After dinner, I marinated the hairtail slices and started to get big fireworks for Ping An. I set them off at the gate of the yard and continued to set them off one by one until a little after midnight.

People nearby came to watch the fireworks. For twenty years, Cao Dongfang has been setting off fireworks on the first day of the Chinese New Year. Both adults and children here know about it.

Cao Jiajia took Ping An to set off fireworks, while Cao Dongfang went home to fry fish for his mother.

Because my mother likes to eat fried fish as a snack while watching TV, Cao Dongfang makes it once a week.

"Dongfang, put the fried fish at mom's place. Have you seen this TV series? "Armed Reaction" is about the lives of female police officers. It's quite interesting. Do you want to watch it?"

"Look, I'm not that interested in watching TV shows. I'd rather surf the Internet, play games, or go out and chat."

"We're watching TV, whatever you want."

Cao Dongfang returned to his room and first took a quick look at the Internet. Netizens were still commenting on the five-country fireworks and the 10 trillion yuan compensation.

This time everyone holds his own opinion and each thinks his own reason. Netizens are all very angry, led by a netizen with a bad temper.

They started by greeting the other person's mother and entire family, and then went on to greet their ancestors for eighteen generations. It was so lively.

There are not many people who support the foot basin, and they are still the weaker party and are attacked by most netizens.

Cao Dongfang looked at it for a while, turned off the computer and went out.