"What's wrong?" asked Li Jianguo with concern.

"Dad... The villagers have already eaten their candy, what should I do?" Li Yiming asked in a tangled manner.

What kind of problem is this, the corners of Li Jianguo's eyes twitched twice, and he said stiffly: "Eat it, eat it, beat the liar to death and bury it under the tree......"

"It's... It's a fairy tale..."Li Yiming whispered.

Li Jianguo looked at him: "You forgot that you said you were going to be shot?"

Li Yiming exhaled a long breath: "That's going to be shot, if this one is killed directly... If you write it like this, you may not be able to publish it......"

Li Jianguo sighed, he was so excited that he forgot that there was still a pass here, this is different from the current village, fighting for water can kill people, and thought for a while: "Then let's run away, and I will be seriously injured...... Died... At home..."

It's still a bit unreliable, although Li Yiming really wants to write it like this, and he really wants to write that he should take a gun to get Hontaro out of the way, but even if he writes about shooting in the book, he can't do it in reality, and those people are quite protected.

Written so bluntly into a fairy tale, this book probably won't be published.

"Well, I thought about how to write it,......" Li Yiming clenched his fists and re-wrote.

"Ate the candy, and the candy wrapper was returned to him?" Li Jianguo asked strangely as he looked at the contents that had just come out.

"That's right. ”

"What else is he going to do?"

"It means we didn't eat ......"

Li Jianguo sneered and laughed: "You should have eaten sweet potatoes with skin back then!"

"Dad, did you really steal Uncle Guoping's sweet potatoes?" Li Yiming asked curiously, "You didn't say this." ”

"Who knew he baked it, I thought he had eaten it. Li Jianguo blushed and waved his hand, "You write yours, don't ask about adults." ”

Li Yiming's eyes lit up: "There is a way." ”

You don't have to change the paper to continue writing.

Meow Meow stepped forward and stopped Hontaro's conspiracy. Holding up a book, it told the villagers that these were valuable resources and that they could not be exchanged for candy so cheaply.

Then it looked at the Hontaro and said, "Thank you for giving us candy, and now we are giving you gifts too." ”

Meow Meow took these fancy candy wrappers, wrapped a little soil on the ground, and handed them to Hontaro: "Please bring these back to your country! I don't care if you really have any holes to fill, whether there are really any chickens to feed, take these to other places to change, because they are very valuable, we can't sell them cheaply, and we can't be deceived by you!"

Stop writing.

Li Jianguo, who had been following the tip of the pen, retracted his gaze and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's like a fairy tale now." ”

"What looks like a fairy tale?" Liu Guoping walked in.

Standing next to Li Yiming: "Written?"

Li Yiming looked up at him, handed over the piece of paper, and wrote a page.

Liu Guoping read it very seriously: "You didn't write where our country's mine is!"

"So it's a fairy tale, no matter where it is... can't be exchanged for a few candies!" Li Jianguo said very seriously.

Liu Guoping smiled: "That's true, but what you wrote is worth thinking about! This cultural relic can now be sold according to state regulations." ”

"You can sell it, it's an important resource, but you can't sell it so cheaply! Because in the future, they will make a product and sell it back to us at tens of thousands of times the profit. Also, if other products can't exchange a lot of foreign exchange, this is definitely fine. Li Yiming picked up the pen again and added a paragraph of this Bentaro's inner monologue.

He was writing, and the two adults leaned their heads to read.

This monologue is really ......

"Vivid, look at Yiming's writing, it's great!"

Liu Guoping sighed and read softly, "Seeing that the villagers agreed, the corners of Hontaro's mouth curved a sinister arc, an ugly smile flashed on his face, his eyes were full of greed, and his heart was in ecstasy.

Because he knew that the useless soil in the eyes of the villagers was actually a real treasure, and those pots and plates were actually cultural relics.

Soil can be used to refine rare earth metals, which is an important raw material in industry and can make many things. And those relics, as long as they are left for a few decades, will become very valuable, and when the village becomes rich, they can be sold back to them,......

Wha, these stupid rednecks! can be bought with a few broken candies, haha, they are so stupid!

I'm going to cheat all the land out of here, so they'll never have to buy those products from me! Without knowledge and vision, they're doomed to be poor forever!"

"This monologue is very conclusive!" Liu Guoping sighed again and looked at Li Jianguo, "I can see with my own eyes how Yiming writes." ”

Li Jianguo is so proud.

"Yiming, I have a question, there doesn't seem to be a single song in your meow shop, there are so many poems in the Blue Star Village, is there any purpose?"

"Song?" Li Yiming looked up and thought about it, it was really like this, "Maybe it's because I didn't have a song in my head when I wrote Meow Meow Shop, oh, there is, I can add a song here... There's just one for it. ”

Li Yiming wrote a book.

Liu Guoping and Li Jianguo returned to their previous posture.

After the inner monologue, Hontaro sang a song in his heart: "I stole your food, I leave with a smile, even if I know that you were stolen and tears fell and stole your food, I don't have a debt of conscience, and I won't be able to buy it back if you spend money later......"

Belch... Liu Guoping's neck stiffly turned to Li Jianguo, and he looked at each other.

"This song is a little weird......"

Li Yiming nodded: "Well, it's a song of a vegetable thief, and it sounds very bad." ”

"Aren't there any better songs in this book?" Liu Guoping was actually a little disappointed, although the fairy tale is very good, but it is for children, at his age, he prefers to read poetry.

Li Yiming blinked and thought for a while: "There should be a song." ”

He looked at his father and said, "Actually, it's a lot." ”

"Don't write it all yet. Liu Guoping held him down and looked at Li Jianguo, "Wu Ming, the editor-in-chief, will definitely not believe it, it may be better to write it down on the spot when the time comes." ”

"It's okay, let's write first. Li Jianguo was more worried about whether there was a problem with the lyrics he wrote.

"The song is called Notes, and it was sung to Meow Meow by her mother when she was very young. So in the future, every time Meow Meow can't sleep, "Blue Cat Three Thousand Questions" will sing this song. Meowth fell asleep to this gentle song. ”

Li Yiming casually told the story, flipped through the previous chapters, and thought about where to insert these contents.

Hearing this, Liu Guoping couldn't help but look at Li Jianguo, who pursed his lips tightly and sighed secretly in his heart.

Li Yiming decided to add this song at the beginning.

When Meow Meow left the village to go to a distant place, it set off with this song, and every time it sang this song, it felt like its mother was by its side, and it was full of confidence and courage:

"I saw that the sky was blue, like the warmth of your surroundings to me.

I would love to fly, fly in my sky, I know you'll be there for me.

The picture of memory, the language of recording, love is always a long thread in your hand

Carrying my thoughts, flying across the horizon, your warm smiling face is still the same as before......

Hey, there's an old man over there who looks very strange!"

"It's written!" Li Yiming put away his pen, looked up and looked up at the two adults, whose eyes were slightly red, and he was a little nervous, "What's wrong?"

Liu Guoping hurriedly shook his head: "No, it's very good, it's very touching!"

slapped his hand on Li Yiming's shoulder: "Yiming, you will learn composition in the future, right? ”

"I'll learn. ”

"Okay!" Liu Guoping looked at Li Yiming and put away his pen, "Give me these, I'll take them and make copies again." ”

"No need Uncle Guoping, it's a waste to turn on again. ”

"No, your manuscript will definitely be valuable in the future, this is to recover the loss for the country, and it is of great significance. And these poems, so touching!" Liu Guoping walked out of the door quickly.