Within five minutes of the money arriving, Zhuang Yan couldn't wait to pull out the bank card, and then ran to the bank below to withdraw all the money.

This is the first time Zhuang Yan has seen a hundred yuan in this world, this money is also called RMB, and it is also red, but the difference is that the avatar on the money has changed, and it has become a person that Zhuang Yan does not know.

According to the memories of the predecessor, this man was the founding leader.

The four banknotes were not brand new, but looking at the four hundred yuan in his hand, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but take his nose and smell the copper smell on the banknotes.

It is really a wonderful taste, at this time for Zhuang Yan, this taste has not only represented the money itself, but also represents other things, such as braised pork, such as braised fish, such as braised prawns......

Zhuang Yan really held back too many days, at first he ate two meals of instant noodles, he couldn't stand it, and then he went to buy steamed buns to eat, although the steamed buns are better than instant noodles, but after all, the volume is too small, not enough to satisfy his stomach.

With four hundred yuan, Zhuang Yan ran to the supermarket in a hurry and bought a lot of things, a copy of ham sausages of various flavors, all kinds of sour milk, pure milk, all kinds of pork jerky, beef jerky, he bought a lot of them.

Although the level of Chinese consumption in this world is relatively low, after he bought a lot of them, there are only about 30 yuan left in his hand of 400 yuan.

Carrying two big bags in his left and right hands, Zhuang Yan walked up, and the few yuan change he had just found in his pocket was still swaying and ringing.

Yes, once I went back to before the liberation, I went down to the supermarket and had 400 yuan of wood.

However, looking at the two big bags in his hand, Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows, these two bags of things are estimated to be enough for him to eat for two or three weeks.

Zhuang Yan was in a good mood, and he babbled and sang a long introduction, which he couldn't even understand what it meant.

After this introduction, Zhuang Yan sang in a rough voice:

The emperor recruited me to be his son-in-law, but I won't go all the way.

He had to play a long note for each sentence, and only stopped when his voice was about to hang his breath and sang the next line.

Zhuang Yan's hoarse and ugly singing voice attracted the sideways eyes of the two girls next to him.

"Hehe, you listen to what the man sang, the emperor recruited him as his son-in-law, and he didn't go all the way. ”

"Bragging, it's hard to think. ”

"I think it's interesting. ”

"Well, the song is good, but the sound is ugly. ”

……

Heart-piercing, big sister, Zhuang Yan looked at the two girls who were drifting away with two big bags, and grabbed them with his hand to their backs.

This folk song is often hummed by the busy farmers in the fields in the living story.

Zhuang Yan also remembered that it was written in the original book, and Fugui often sang this folk song in the end.

……

After eating some beef and drinking a glass of milk, Zhuang Yan lay comfortably on the bed, this was the most comfortable day he had since he crossed, eating and drinking, and living without worry.

After lying on the bed for a while, Zhuang Yan fell into a deep sleep, without exception, his consciousness also merged with Fugui into the story, continuing the previous story.

This time, the dream started from Fugui's bankruptcy to his father's sale of the house and land, and to the fact that he ran to the city to pay off his debts with a single copper coin on his back, and wore out the soles of his shoes and his shoulders.

After paying off the debt, Fugui's family became a poor family.

After that, when Fugui's father was, he fell into the dung tank and died.

……

Zhuang Yan woke up from his sleep and recalled last night's dream, this time the story developed quite quickly, and it didn't end until Fugui was arrested and sent to join the army.

Without saying a word, Zhuang Yan turned on the computer and began to record.

Writing this paragraph today is completely different from the previous two days, he wrote a book with the residual consciousness of Fugui, so there are a lot of emotions in it when he writes this.

In the first two chapters, the words reveal more of Master Fugui's debauchery and ambition.

From the beginning when he was a monk hitting the clock for a day, to when he gambled later, the book did reveal his excitement, and he really felt that he was glorifying his ancestors.

This is very different from the original book, which is recalled with critical eyes, but Zhuang Yan's first-person book is recorded like a diary, and his state of mind at this time is a typical state of mind of a loser.

Today's difference is that between the lines there is more pain and regret, and the despair and confusion just after going bankrupt, as well as the sadness and pain after the death of his father, and the fear when he was pulled to serve as a soldier by the national army.

This series of psychological changes is manifested through this first person.

After typing the last word, Zhuang Yan let out a long breath, which was too depressing. Zhuang Yan has read the original book, and of course he knows that the current tragedy is just the beginning.

But I didn't expect it to be just the beginning, and it was already so depressed, Zhuang Yan thought to himself, if he wrote it later in the future, would he still be able to bear it.

But Zhuang Yan thought about it again, and felt that with more and more tragedies, Fugui became stronger and could bear those tragedies in his life.

The book "Alive" originally used a bottomless abyss tragedy to outline a comical and miserable world, and then at the end of the story, it tells readers that nothing in life is unbearable pain, and people live only to live itself, not to live for anything other than life.

Therefore, tragedy cannot destroy people.

After checking for typos, I sent it, this time with more words, 30,000 words, which can be considered a novella, but this is only a chapter of the whole book.

As soon as it was sent, Zhuang Yan clicked on the message prompt in his personal center.

When he landed just now, he saw more than 40 comments, but he didn't read them because he was going to write a book.

At this point, the writing is finished, and there is time to read the comments.

There are more than 40 comments, some of which were left by yesterday's readers who commented on each other, and some of which were comments made by some new readers, and the overall comments were all positive, and the negative comments were still a minority.

For these negative comments, as long as there is no swearing, Zhuang Yan stays all, although he is short-tempered, he is not a person who can't stand criticism, at most...... I just don't listen.

And He Xiaoya, who was far away in Yanjing, was playing with the computer when she suddenly heard a prompt tone.

Ding dong.

This is the prompt sound of the website of the literary and artistic world, and users can set their favorite authors to receive a prompt as soon as there is a new status.

And He Xiaoya set up a special reminder on the website of the literary and art world that there was only one author, so when she heard the prompt sound, she knew who it was.

Zhuang Yan, his book has been updated again. ”

These words alarmed Ren Lian, who was lying on the recliner, and the beautiful female doctor of medicine turned over and ran to the computer.