It was Lu Yiming who died peacefully!

I should have known I shouldn't have let that damn woman Wen Ya talk nonsense. She only made the mess bigger.

Lu Yiming refused feebly, "There is no need to go to such a vast sea of ​​people to meet them."

"You look down on me, don't you?" Xu Keqin drank two glasses of wine and was already drunk. He said unconvincedly: "As the head of the village, if I want to find someone, it's easy for me to find him.

I will go to the town hospital tomorrow and ask them to check the medical records. They will know which village the patient is from. It won’t be a big hassle at all.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Yiming dropped the cup in his hand. He turned to look at Wen Ya who was serving dishes. He pulled her aside and whispered through gritted teeth: "Wen Ya, this is all your fault."

Lu Yiming repeated what the village chief was going to do. Wen Ya's face changed, and suddenly she smiled nonchalantly.

“It’s okay, just say that the village is quiet and more conducive to your creation.

If the village chief still doesn't agree, you can say that you are staying in the village to collect folk customs and you want to write a novel about the local customs and folkways.

In order to get more materials, I can't go back to the city for the time being."

"Are you going to live in the bullpen here instead of going back to the city?" Lu Yiming became even more angry. "You want me to stay here forever just because of something you said casually. You're dreaming."

Wen Ya smiled and comforted him, "No, we will definitely be able to return to the city in two or three months at most."

"..." Lu Yiming looked at her in disbelief.

"You're right if you trust me," Wen Ya said, acting as if everything was under control. "You don't have to do anything in these three months. Just stay at home and write your novel."

"I've submitted so many papers, but not a single one was accepted," Lu Yiming felt a little unsure.

"Don't worry! You are destined to be a great writer, it's just that the time has not come yet. Be patient and you will definitely succeed."

There is no reason why he cannot accomplish what he accomplished in his previous life in this life. The only difference is that in his previous life, Lu Yiming became a great writer after he moved to the city.

It doesn’t matter. Rural people don’t have much knowledge and have no idea whether the great writer is flat or round. It will be known in the future anyway, so spoiling the plot in advance is nothing.

After being comforted by her, Lu Yiming suddenly became full of confidence. He returned to the table and told the village chief what Wen Ya had told him.

As expected, the village chief no longer mentioned going to the hospital to look for that family.

"Lu Zhiqing has greater ambitions, and I, a rough man, am being rude." Xu Keqin said, "Don't worry, you can live in Qinghe Village and collect folk songs as you like."

He felt a little embarrassed as he spoke, "If the creation requires it, please try not to write me as a bad guy. I hope Lu Zhiqing can agree to this small request!"

Lu Yiming became excited and said, "Village Chief, you are the best village chief in the surrounding villages, how can you be written as a bad guy?

Wouldn't that make me an evil person who can't tell good from bad?"

Xu Keqin was flattered by the flattery. Literary magazines are something that people all over the country can see. If his image is positive enough, it means that people all over the country will like him.

Not only do people all over the country like him, he may even be promoted to the town level because of this.

I didn't expect that at my age, I could still have a career in politics.

So beautiful!

As a person, you should know how to repay a favor. Lu Yiming promoted him so much, so he couldn't let Lu Yiming suffer any loss.

Lu Yiming didn't care about helping others without leaving a name, because that was his noble character. As the village chief, he couldn't turn a deaf ear to it, and he must do this matter beautifully.

In order to allow Lu Yiming to concentrate on his creation, Xu Keqin allocated food to him from the village and even gave him normal work points.

Lu Yiming was now under even greater pressure, but fortunately Wen Ya had said that he was destined to be a great writer and success was only a matter of time.

Just because it didn’t work before doesn’t mean it doesn’t work now.

However, Wen Wan, who was still doing well in the past, doesn't want to start writing because she feels that another article she wrote in her previous life has some problems. It conforms to current values ​​but not to the future.

The heroine in that novel regards love as the most important thing in life and is willing to sacrifice everything for love.

In today's world of values ​​that emphasize dedication and sacrifice, this is worthy of praise, but in the future, those born in the 1980s and 1990s will think that she is somewhat sick.

She planned to write a new article. Even if she was accused of being unorthodox, it was better than trying to deceive the readers, especially the female readers. She wanted to make them understand that love was nothing but a lie made up by penniless men to get something for nothing. They could enjoy the services of love but could not pay a high price for it.

Xie Changqing was on vacation these days and bought everything needed for the household. From now on, they would make a fire and cook in their own yard without disturbing their neighbors.

Xie Changlin and Xie Yuting lived with them, not because Wen Wan was so saintly, but because the old couple Xie Hu and Feng Yuying were too suffocating.

Moreover, after spending these days with them, I found that these two children have good personalities and are sensible children. They are old enough now, so I just need to provide them with food and pay their tuition fees without worrying too much.

Secondly, when the two Wens become successful in the future, Wen Wan will have more people to turn to when she has problems. More friends mean more options, not to mention that they are her biological brothers and sisters.

Xie Changshan and Zhang Lan quarreled every day about whether or not to live alone.

After listening to Wen Wan’s conversation in the main house last time, Xie Changshan seemed to have opened up his Ren and Du meridians. He began to doubt his current life. Although he didn’t know what was right, he just felt that there was something wrong.

If there is a problem, it must be corrected. He wants to try to live independently away from his parents.

However, Zhang Lan was absolutely unwilling to do so, and the reason was simple: Feng Yuying was rich.

"Over the years, the second son has been paying money home every month, but your mother hasn't spent a penny. She's kept it all in a box. There are at least several hundred dollars, if not a thousand.

Now my parents have fallen out with the second child, and the third child and the younger sister are taken care of by the second child, so we, Guoqing, are the only ones left with our parents.

The old couple would like to spend every penny they have. They will definitely not spend the money, and they can’t take it with them when they die. So shouldn’t they give us a National Day?

We are living with the old couple now. Not to mention the future, just for the National Day and other things like going to school, don’t the old couple have to pay for it?

The most important thing is that I have offended the second son’s wife, so she will definitely not care about us. She also said that day that Guoqing is our son, and the second son has no obligation. "

Xie Changshan felt that what she said was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. "I don't agree. I want to live alone.

We have hands and feet, so we won’t starve to death.”

Zhang Lan said angrily: "I won't starve to death, but how can I go to school during the National Day holiday?

If you had half the ability of the second brother, would I still have to serve the old couple like a maid?

I can also be like the second son's wife, eating delicious food, drinking spicy drinks, and wearing nice clothes every day. If I want to go shopping in the town, I can ride my bike to the town and buy whatever I want.

Isn't it because you are incompetent and incompetent? If we have to separate, you can live alone, and I will spend the National Day with my parents."

Xie Changshan, who usually obeyed after being scolded, didn't know what kind of stubbornness he had, "I'll just live alone."

After saying that, he picked up the hoe and went to the field.

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