Xiao Su was already in the kitchen, heating up milk. Erbao cried once in the nursery, then stopped. Dabao's room door was still closed, he should be sleeping.
"Why are you up so early today?" Xiao Su asked without turning his head.
"I suddenly solved a problem in my dream, so I woke up."
"In your dream?"
"Yes, I dreamed all night, thinking about the unified theory. When I woke up today, I found my inbox full of emails inviting submissions."
Xiao Su poured the hot milk into a cup and handed it to him. Yang Ping took it and had a sip. The milk was very hot, and he slowly blew on it, waiting for it to cool down.
"What are you planning to do?" Xiao Su asked.
Yang Ping put down the cup and thought for a moment.
