The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Shen Wenjiao covered her chest with her hands, her face full of tears, can we not mention this matter, we are still good friends. Oh, it is really painful to completely overturn my past articles, but in order to write a better and more valuable novel, this is inevitable.

"Oh, I feel bad that I have to rewrite it! Originally, I felt that the parts about infrastructure and women's resistance alone were not attractive enough. I think it will be much better if I revise it. I also want to let everyone see more possibilities, right?"

Only Shen Wenjiao knows how heartbroken she felt when she said this. It is really hard for her!

"Haha~ It's up to you! As long as you don't write content with overly obvious political stances, there's no danger at all. When we get back, I'll introduce you to a reliable editor, and then you can even avoid showing up."

Jian Xingzhi was attracted by Shen Wenjiao's literary and artistic appearance and behavior, which was very deceptive. At least with her situation and her natural female identity, many people could ignore her.

"We'll see when the time comes. Actually, it doesn't matter if people know my identity. There are many exaggerated articles in newspapers!" It seemed that with Jian Xingzhi as someone to rely on and someone to discuss things with, Shen Wenjiao also felt a little bolder.

"You're a little bold! When you get back, talk to Fatty Qi from the film studio and think about it carefully. Some things you have to face sooner or later."

Shen Wenjiao looked at Jian Xingzhi speechlessly. What a joke! Why couldn't they just say it directly?

"By the way, Brother Jian, aren't you Sister Jiuyue's uncle? Why did you need financial support from the teacher when you were in elementary school? Your family conditions shouldn't be too bad, right? You even went abroad to study!"

Shen Wenjiao suppressed her last complaint and said, "I heard from Doctor Edward that you went to study in the UK. This is more expensive than going to Japan or France."

"Oh, I was lost for a few years when I was a child, and it took me several years to find my way back." As for why he didn't go back to find his family at the beginning even though he knew where they were, there is no need to elaborate on this matter.

"They are them, and I am me. We separated a long time ago~" Jian Xingzhi didn't say much. His eyes flashed and he closed them, not letting Shen Wenjiao see anything wrong from his expression.

"Let's go~ It's getting late, let's go back! Since you can already shoot, you can help me make medicine later! Practice makes perfect, I will take you to practice directly in the future, so that we can save some money~"

Shen Wenjiao looked at Jian Xingzhi speechlessly, who never forgot his original intention. It turned out that he was dissatisfied with the waste of just firing bullets! Very good, he knows how to be thrifty.

Two days passed in a flash, and when Shen Wenjiao got back to Shanghai in a carriage, she felt as if she were in a dream. She had seen so much in this week.

The real cruel life of poverty, the good and bad of human hearts, etc. The gains were also great. At least she had practiced the bandaging technique, and she also learned how to shoot and make some medicines.

The first thing Shen Wenjiao did after returning home was to wash herself thoroughly from head to toe. She accepted her fate and believed that she was just an ordinary person who could not endure hardship. This winter, she could not stand not taking a bath for seven or eight days in a row.

Thinking about her past naivety of theoretical theories, Shen Wenjiao looked at the flowing hot water and wanted to laugh at her past self.

Shen Wenjiao still remembers her suggestion that she could tell the villagers to develop good hygiene habits to reduce the chances of getting sick. Shen Wenjiao still feels embarrassed now.

Yes! Drinking boiled water is the simplest thing, but it is not easy for ordinary people nowadays. Firewood is worthless, and boiled water is still water. Why bother to do it again?

Many of her ideas and methods in the original book are not practical or realistic. Some plots in the original "Daughter Village" need to be changed. At least the innocent hiding in the mountains at the beginning is not advisable. Humans are social animals. If the mountains were so easy to live in, all the people would go there.

After washing, Shen Wenjiao noticed that the clothes she brought back had been taken away by Feng Ma and were of no use to her at all.

Shen Wenjiao wiped the water off her head with a towel, looking at Ms. Feng Ya, who was in a good mood and was even humming a little tune.

"Mom, you're so happy that I'm back!"

"I'm happy. I'm happy that you're back. I'm even happier because our shop has been bought. Brother Mo is renovating the shop recently! We will be able to open the shop in a few days~" Ms. Feng Ya was removing the core from the red dates with a smile on her face. They have to prepare a lot of things in advance for their shop!

Shen Wenjiao didn't expect that when she was away from home for a few days, Ms. Feng Ya and her friends made a big profit. She still remembered what her mother mentioned to her before she left.

"So fast! Mom, do you have enough money? Do you want me to give you some more?" Shen Wenjiao didn't mind Auntie San and the others using their own ideas and recipes. In fact, there is really nothing to keep secret about ordinary milk tea recipes like this. After drinking it a few times, anyone with good cooking skills can make it.

"No, I still have enough money. Your Third Aunt's half is in here! It's at the end of the street in front, not far from our home, but the store is a little small. This store originally sold dim sum, so we can continue to do that. We can just add your milk tea or something like that!"

Ms. Feng Ya explained to her daughter in detail that this was the first time for them to open their own business and they had considered every aspect for a long time!

Shen Wenjiao was very happy when she saw Ms. Feng Ya, who was beaming with joy when she talked about the small shop that had not yet opened. Now that she had her own foothold and career, her mother was in much better spirits.

"Oh, right, Mom. How's your leg healing? It takes a hundred years for a broken bone to heal. Even if you care about that store, you should pay attention to it. It will be much more convenient once it's fully healed."

Shen Wenjiao looked at the window on the third floor of her house and felt a little uncomfortable. In fact, for her mother's convenience, it would be better for them to rent a house on the first floor. Every time Ms. Feng Ya tiptoed down the stairs, Shen Wenjiao was a little worried.

"I see. I feel much better now. I feel much more comfortable than before." Ms. Feng Ya never said that even her feet, which had been bound for a long time, were very troublesome to deal with. Every time she washed her feet and re-wrapped the foot binding, it was a torture.

It’s just that I had gotten used to it before, and I didn’t expect that it would feel so good to let it go now.

Ms. Feng Ya looked at her big feet wearing big black cotton shoes, which made her feel a little uncomfortable, and the corners of her mouth turned up. This time it was her own choice!