led Sheng Qianyu into the room, Sheng Qianyu was too shy to nest in the room and didn't dare to come out, so Dongguo Yao had to come to the hall alone.

Dong Guo Yao's uncle and old father were chatting in the room, but when they saw Dong Guo Yao walking in, Uncle Dong Guo Xiong smiled and said, "Yo, I'm back, come and sit." ”

"Hello uncle!" Dong Guo Yao smiled, opened his mouth to say hello to the uncle, and then glanced at the old father, and after seeing that the old father did not say anything, he sat down opposite the father and the uncle.

"I haven't seen you for years, where have you been, and you don't call home often. By the way, haven't you heard that you brought your daughter-in-law back??" As soon as Dongguo Yao sat down, the uncle asked curiously.

In fact, they had already heard movement in the house before, but they couldn't pull their faces down and ran over to look at it like a woman.

"I'm too embarrassed to come out in my room. Dong Guo Yao smiled.

"Haha, just bring it back, now your parents will be relieved, what have you been doing outside all these years, okay?"

"I didn't do anything, I was fooling around, I had no name and no money. Dong Guo Yao said when he heard this.

"Hmph, not doing business. The old father, Dong Guoren, snorted coldly when he heard this.

Seeing this, Dongguo Yao hurriedly said: "Recently, I have only embarked on the right path and written something on the Internet to earn some manuscript fees. ”

After speaking, he glanced at the old father.

When Dong Guo Ren heard that Dong Guo Yao was writing, the expression on his face softened a lot, and there was a little surprise in his eyes.

Seeing that the old father's face softened slightly, Dong Guo Yao breathed a sigh of relief, although he was now forty years old, he still felt a lot of pressure in front of the old father.

This kind of pressure comes from the teaching in the eyes of his father when he was a child, and also from the respect for his father, in short, Dongguo Yao is quite afraid of his father.

"Yo, I'm still a writer, which can be regarded as a son inheriting his father's business, and your father often wrote articles and won awards when he was young. Hearing this, the uncle spoke.

"What are you writing about?" said the old father, also with some curiosity.

"Web novels. Dong Guo Yao hurriedly responded.

"Oh. ”

The old father let out a painless sigh when he heard this, and his face suddenly seemed to be cold again, and he didn't seem to be very interested in this web novel.

The atmosphere in the room somehow quieted down, and Dong Guo Yao, who felt a little embarrassed, took the initiative to find a topic: "What if the eldest brother, second sister, and younger brother were all at home?"

"Hey, the part-time worker, the marry, the marry, the few times a year to come back. Dong Guoxiong sighed and spoke, with a little loneliness in his eyes.

"By the way, your second sister just called and said that she was coming back tonight, and at this time, I think your brother-in-law is also off work, and it is estimated that he will arrive in a while. Dong Guoxiong spoke.

"Is it?Second sister is coming back?Great, my little nephew is coming over too?"

If you want to say who this family Dong Guo Yao has the deepest relationship with, it must be his second sister Dong Guo Xiaoqing.

When Dong Guo Yao was young, his parents were very busy, and he went out early and returned late every day, so Dong Guo Yao was basically brought up by his second sister Dong Guo Xiaoqing.

From washing diapers and feeding him when he was a baby, to tutoring him in elementary school when Dong Guo Yao was in elementary school, the second sister was involved, and Dong Guo Yao never forgot it in his heart.

Thinking that the light and shadow passed like this, the second sister was married and had children, and his little nephew was already fifteen or sixteen years old, Dong Guo Yao sighed with emotion and said: "I didn't expect time to pass all of a sudden." ”

"Yes, you have to work harder, let your parents hug their grandchildren earlier, you look at our hair, it's half white, and the years are not forgiving. The uncle also sighed and spoke.

"It's all a no-brainer, what kind of child are you having a child. ”

When Dong Guo Yao heard this, he glanced at his old father's head, and found that his father not only had gray hair, but also had many more wrinkles at the corners of his eyes than before, and the whole person looked old.

Dong Guo Yao suddenly felt that he was actually quite inhuman all these years, patronizing the pursuit of his so-called ideals, completely ignoring the feelings of the people around him.

Especially my parents, I am afraid that I will not be able to pay them off in this life.

"By the way, uncle, what is Xiaoxin doing?

Thinking of his little brother Dong Guo Xiaoxin, who always ran blindly behind him when he was a child, Dong Guo asked.

"After graduating from college, I worked as a photographer in a wedding photography studio in the provincial capital, and some time ago I had the idea of opening a studio, saying let's help find a way to make some money, how can I think of a way, how can I have that money?"

"How much?" asked Dong Guo Yao.

He said that it would cost about 100,000 yuan. "Uncle said.

"A hundred thousand?"

When Dong Guo Yao heard this, his brows furrowed, and then he continued: "Okay, you let him come back." ”

"Let him come back?" The uncle was stunned when he heard this, and the old father Dong Guoren also looked at him suspiciously.

"I'll lend him the money first, and then pay it back when I earn it. ”

It's all a family, and when I was a child, my uncle's family didn't take care of themselves.

So Dong Guo Yao didn't bother to go around in any circle, since he now has the ability to help his younger brother, he is naturally obliged.

"You're rich? That's a hundred thousand. Uncle said in surprise when he heard this.

"...... you," my father said, and there was a look of worry in his eyes.

"Don't worry, the source of this money is absolutely legitimate, and it is all my manuscript fee. ”

Seeing his father's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Dong Guo Yao hurriedly explained.

"Can there be so much money for writing a novel?" said the old father with a straight face.

"You always put your heart in your stomach, your son won't know the law, this is really my manuscript fee, I don't believe I will show you the contract later. Dong Guo Yao said helplessly when he heard this.

Seeing that the old father was not talking, he continued to say to Uncle Dong Guoxiong: "Uncle, why don't you give me Xiaoxin's phone, I'll talk to him about this." ”

"In that case, then I'll call him to ask for a leave of absence and come back, just so that everyone will get together today. When the uncle heard this, he took out his old age machine, found the phone number of his youngest son Dongguo Xiaoxin and called it.

"Okay, let him take a taxi back, just in time for dinner." Dong Guo Yao felt that the little brother was quite reliable, so he thought that he would help the little brother if he could.

After all, for him now, it is not a big problem to solve it with 100,000 yuan, although he has no money now, but he still has the physical publishing copyright of "Passing by Your World" in his hand and has not yet sold it.

He hasn't read the contract sent by Zou Yu yet, but he believes that with the sales results of "Days of Living with a Flight Attendant" as a guarantee, Dong Guo Yao believes that the manuscript fee of "Passing by Your World" will definitely not be low.