Chapter 158 of the text volume, my home is in Zhonghai

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Zhonghai City

Shen Mingcheng walked quickly to the factory gate with his hands behind his back.

Tonight, my son, who has been in college for months, is coming back.

His life has always been a regular one, getting up and going to work, coming home from work, sometimes chatting with neighbors in the neighborhood and reading the news and newspapers on television.

Recently, I added a hobby, chasing "Seven Swords Under the Heavenly Mountain".

Not only because this novel was written by his son, but he also really likes the rivers and lakes in the book. When his generation was young, there was no Internet, and even television was not popular, and after the stage of playing with mud, he began to read villain books, and no matter how old he was, he was often exposed to some chivalrous novels. Twenty or thirty years ago, chivalrous novels flourished for a period of time, but with the development of society, they were soon replaced by youth studies, leaving only that vague memory.

Shen Mingcheng is not surprised that his son can write martial arts novels similar to chivalry.

Xiaozhe liked to read books since he was a child, and he read the family's storybooks, chivalrous books, comic books, and newspapers with relish.

But I don't know what a painful period of disguise it was for Shen Zhe to read children's books with the thinking of an adult.

The doorman in the security uniform saw Shen Mingcheng and said hello: "Shen Gong, do you want to go back?"

"Alas. ”

Shen Mingcheng responded with a smile.

He had been working here for almost twenty years, and the familiarity among colleagues could not be more familiar, the general situation of that generation of intellectuals.

For children like Shen Zhe to be educated, colleagues in the factory admire them, and they will inevitably ask for advice.

Shen Mingcheng is often speechless.

Thinking back to the days when my son grew up for more than ten years, it was just a blink of an eye.

Seems to be very worry-free?

I haven't smashed someone's glass, I've never taught him, and I know how to look at both sides before crossing the street.

After going to school, I was only asked to be a parent once, or because I was too smart. How this was educated, he couldn't understand.

Thinking about it, Shen Mingcheng laughed.

"Old Shen!"

Someone suddenly shouted behind him, and Shen Mingcheng pressed his hurried steps and looked back.

"Oh, old Kong. ”

A middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a hard hat, walked up and said with a smile: "Old Shen, let's go back together." ”

"You're early today, the workshop has been arranged?" Shen Mingcheng said.

The middle-aged man's name is Kong Zhidong, and his family also lives in the crape myrtle community, working in the workshop, and usually gets off work two hours later than Shen Mingcheng.

"The new college students are very good, no, I can get started in half a year, and I am happy to be lazy!" Kong Zhidong took off his helmet and clipped it under his arm, and asked casually: "Seeing that this year is the month of Layue again, your kid is going to have a holiday?"

"yes, I called last night and said I'd be back today. ”

"Alas," Kong Zhidong patted his head and said, "I said why do you keep talking about Xiaozhe, I am confused at work." ”

Shen Mingcheng was stunned: "Who, Uncle Kong?"

"It's not like that, I've been talking about it at home several times these days. ”

Shen Mingcheng smiled.

There are not many things that can make the elderly entertain now, as soon as the TV is turned on, advertisements are overwhelming, or there are all kinds of popular elements, and even Yan Sù historical dramas rely on beautiful women. It's not that the old man doesn't like beautiful women, he still likes it at the age of ninety, and it's not so much like words when he talks about it.

They used to listen to book reviews, but now they don't even broadcast them on the radio.

Shen Zhe said a few things during the summer vacation after graduating from high school, and it was still a novelty, which immediately captured the hearts of those old men.

"Lao Shen, I heard that Xiao Zhe earns tens of millions of dollars a month?"

On the way back to the community, Kong Zhidong looked curious and a little incredible: "Being a writer is too profitable, and you can top our workshop for the whole year?"

Shen Mingcheng said: "How can it be so evil. ”

"What's the matter with donating 10 million to the school, go back and let Xiao Zhe palm, can my kid be a writer!"

"He also donated all the money, I don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, so I will come to pass. ”

When Shen Zhe made the donation, he directly bypassed his mother to say hello to his father, and Shen Mingcheng was taken aback, tens of millions of "huge sums" are still very shocking to the working class. After thinking about it for a long time, I relieved myself, and directly asked him how much money he had on him, and he was relieved to know that he had only donated a small half.

Kong Zhidong said: "Tsk, this is not nonsense, it depends on whether he can make money." ”

"I have been disobedient since I was a child, and now I can't control it. ”

The factory is only more than two miles away from home, and the two are chatting about the topic, and they can't do without their children's affairs.

……

The train is speeding away, and the scenery outside the window flashes by.

The carriage was a little empty, and many people had already arrived at the station and got off the train halfway, so Shen Zhe and Lin Yuhan occupied a window position and sat opposite each other.

The journey lasted nearly ten hours, and it took more time to chat and read books.

Lin Yuhan was bored, took out a pencil from his duffel bag and drew a sketch for Shen Zhe.

"What's the matter with this beard?" Shen Zhe's eyes widened.

Lin Yuhan said: "Haha, Ah Zhe, don't you think it's more interesting to have two mustaches and look like the whole person?"

Shen Zhe said angrily: "I remember that you hate this very much!"

"I've changed my mind......"

Shen Zhe grabbed a pencil to hit her on the head, but immediately gave up.

Touching his chin, he raised his eyebrows and said: "Then you are going to be disappointed, my beard is a little soft, and I will have a goatee to disgust you in the future!"

"Whatever!"

"Hey, that's a good idea, and it's easy for my son to hold onto. ”

"Dead Ah Zhe!"

When I looked out the window again, the familiar silhouette of the city came into view.

"It's home. ”

Lin Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief, got up and tidied up his clothes, and prepared to pack his luggage.

"Where you are there is home. ”

Shen Zhe looked at the car window with his eyes, and suddenly said this.

Lin Yuhan looked at him in surprise and giggled: "Ah Zhe, this is your love words?"

Shen Zhe touched the corners of his mouth, a little embarrassed.

I don't know what's going on, but this sentence appeared in my head, and then rushed out, and the whole ghost sent God. If Lin Yuhan was such a big girl in front of her when they first met, it would be nothing to talk about love.

Because no matter how numb the love words are, it is not the woman's ears that are tested, but the man's stomach.

Shen Zhe felt that he had a strong stomach.

It's just that when I met, I was still a runny nose and a girl who called my brother, and if I said love, it was an unhealthy child.

Gradually, I couldn't say it.

"Sit down, it's still far away, what's the hurry!" Shen Zhe changed the subject.

Lin Yuhan sat down obediently and sat down again, staring at Shen Zhe's side face with great interest.

"It's the first time you're embarrassed in front of me. ”

Shen Zhe frowned: "I'm embarrassed, Yuhan, you're making a big joke." ”

"Really? ”

Shen Zhe: "......"

There is an old face whose ability to recover is still not weak, and after a while, Shen Zhe looked at Lin Yuhan and said, "Do you think those novels will be substituted?"

"How can I substitute for those novels of yours?" Lin Yuhan pursed his lips.

"Questions?"

Lin Yuhan said: "It's a big problem, I'll start from the beginning." ”

Ke Jingteng and Shen Jiayi in "Those Years" were not together, the light dance in "The First Close Contact" simply died, Zhuo Yihang and Lian Nishang in "White Hair" have been facing each other across the mountain for a lifetime, needless to say...... Ah Zhe, you let me take it?"

"Ahh

Shen Zhe suddenly found that his nerves were a little big?

From a romantic point of view, these long stories are basically tragic endings, am I a pessimist in my bones?

Lin Yuhan grinned again: "However, what you said just now is very good. ”

"Home......

Shen Zhe's thoughts began to run wild again.

When I walked out of the station, it was already a little late, and it was estimated that in more than an hour in winter, it would be completely dark.

One of them carried a bag and the other pulled a suitcase, and walked into the exit passage.

At this time, they saw a crowd of onlookers in front of them.

"It is said that this Ling Weifeng has traveled the rivers and lakes, experienced countless disasters, and has encountered any thrilling things, and he has also regarded many vicious enemies as if he were nothing. But the young man in the yellow shirt walked straight like a zombie, his eyes glowing coldly without moving, and he was a little creepy......"

It turned out to be a wandering storyteller.

When the two approached, Shen Zhe suddenly stopped and squeezed into the crowd to watch.

The storyteller is a sloppy middle-aged man with a stack of magazines at his feet, which is none other than "Oriental".

"I just heard Lord Fu Qing laugh, only heroes can be heroes, your martial arts are top characters, so you must be very merciful......"

Lin Yuhan pulled him out and said strangely: "Ah Zhe, what's wrong, let's go, hurry home." ”

"This person is talking about "Seven Swords Under the Heavenly Mountain". ”

Lin Yuhan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said: "Oh, it sounded familiar just now, I didn't care, it's the novel you are serializing?"

"Yes. ”

The two listened for a while, and the crowd gradually dispersed, and bills of one and five yuan were dropped on the ground.

Shen Zhe thought about it, and took out a hundred-yuan bill and put it in front of the man.

The storyteller looked up at him, smiled and thanked him, looking like a reader, but he didn't know what happened to him and became like this.

Shen Zhe and Lin Yuhan walked away.

Shen Zhe said: "This person's level is not enough, not as good as I said." ”

Lin Yuhan was speechless: "If you don't say it well, then you will pay back the money, and you won't regret it?"

"Why, didn't you read the magazine at his feet, buy our family, give him the money and spend it on us in the end. ”

"That magazine is yours!"

"Believe it or not, I'll fire your dad when I go back?"

……

During the summer vacation, he talked about a few books and conquered a group of old men, and Shen Zhe felt good.

It's a pity that pride is often accompanied by tragedy.

When the two walked into the crape myrtle community and came to the five buildings not far away, there was a loud shout in their ears.

"Hey, boy, you're back!"

Shen Zhe turned his head and hurriedly greeted: "Grandpa Li, it's a cold day, why aren't you staying at home?"

Look at the sky again, some neighbors have turned on the lights in the living room, the breeze is blowing, who is not enjoying the warm room behind closed doors. This Uncle Li was wandering around outside alone, if it weren't for his big bald head, Shen Zhe wouldn't have recognized who it was for a while.

"Boy, let you change the ending, why don't you be obedient?"

Shen Zhe couldn't cry or laugh: "Grandpa Li, are you talking about "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch"? That has already been written, and the ending can't be changed!"

Uncle Li walked over and glared: "I'm not honest, I haven't finished writing when I called." ”

"Oh, this...... But the manuscript has already been handed over to the magazine. ”

"Hey, look at my old man who is easy to deceive, I heard your mother say that the magazine is run by your kid, can they still listen to you?"

"Huh?"

Shen Zhe is poor in words, and the old man has a deep resentment.

looked at Lin Yuhan beside him, Lin Yuhan pursed his lips and smiled, which means that what I said on the train is right, your novel has no happy ending.

"Grandpa Li, rest assured, the next one will definitely satisfy you!"

"Hmph, look at your watch. ”

Uncle Li said indignantly: "Go home first, your father and your mother are probably in a hurry, I'll go to the small department." ”

"Alas. ”

Shen Zhe scratched his head, what he said just now was still fooling the old man.

Because the next novel he prepared was Liang Shi's "Yunhai Jade Bow Edge".

If the plot of "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch" is sadistic and wants to die, and Ling Weifeng and Liu Yufang in "Seven Swords Under the Heavenly Mountain" are affectionate and sad, then between Jin Shiyi and Li Shengnan in "Yunhai Jade Bow Edge", the woman's death definitely makes the old man feel hopeless and a hundred.

Shen Zhe said to himself with a smile: "Anyway, the next time I come back, it's next year, find a great consummation to explain, I forgot everything......"

"You lied to Grandpa Li?" Lin Yuhan said suddenly.

Shen Zhe: "How do you know?"

Lin Yuhan snorted: "Look at the corners of your mouth, you know what you are talking nonsense, hum, even the old man is a liar!"

"Ah, when did you find out about my habit?" Shen Zhe was dumbfounded.

"I found out earlier, I didn't tell you. ”

"Then if I tell lies in the future, you can find out at a glance, how are you going to live this day?"

In the corridor, Shen Zhe shouted.

He shouted open two doors, and four figures soon appeared.

"Xiao Zhe!"

"Yuhan!"

Lin Yuhan walked in front with a smile on his face: "Dad, Mom, Uncle Shen is good, Aunt Yang is good!"

Shen Zhe carried his bag and carried Lin Yuhan's suitcase with a sigh.

When Lin Yuanzhi saw it, he hurriedly walked down and said, "I'll come." ”

"Uncle Lin. ”

Lin Yuanzhi patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Go into the house, if you have something to say tomorrow, long-distance travel is the most tiring, have a good night's rest." ”

This was a psychological suggestion, and Shen Zhe immediately felt that his eyelids were heavy.

I want to say hello to Aunt Huang, this is the future mother-in-law, and I can't look down on it.

Go back to your own house.

It is inevitable that he will be swept around by his father's gaze a few times, and then turned over by his mother.

After the examination, it was found that the parts on Shen Zhe's body were complete, the weight had not shrunk, and the ears were smooth and soft without chilblains...... It's reassuring.

The meal had already been prepared, and his father rarely beckoned him to eat, and he didn't say anything else about the meal.

The status remains the same, and it still monopolizes the small Maza.

Maybe that's home.

Take a hot shower, go back to a familiar and unfamiliar room, and fall asleep.

Just after falling asleep for a while, Shen Zhe was awakened by a nightmare.

In the dream, his soul drifted out of the window, and suddenly he saw a cat looking up at the starry sky, and suddenly felt that something was not right. The cat suddenly looked back and stared at Shen Zhe deadly. "You dare to show your true body, don't you still repent?"

"What did I do wrong?" Shen Zhe looked confused.

The cat was furious, and its momentum continued to skyrocket, turning into a huge body hundreds of feet tall in a blink of an eye, and Shen Zhe trembled with fright.

"If you really die without repentance, then send you to life!"

The giant claw waved, Shen Zhe couldn't dodge, and his soul was torn apart at once.

……

Shen Zhe was awakened and calmed down after a few minutes.

"Damn, what is it?" I pulled out my phone next to my pillow to check the time, and I had just slept for less than four hours.

There were also several missed calls on the phone, a short message.

"Rested, well, welcome home!" The sender showed that it was Su Wei, the former editor-in-charge, and the call was also from the magazine's staff.

Shen Zhe suddenly lost his sleepiness, lying in the soft quilt, thinking wildly.

If you want to go to school well, although you don't have to worry about problems, you must at least make your speech and learning quality worthy of these works.

Don't worry about money, but the more the merrier.

I will only buy a house after graduation, and I will probably be able to afford the most expensive one at that time, unless it is like those mansions that cost hundreds of millions of dollars in the world. It seems that he can ask his new friend Chu Feiyan for help in this matter, and his family also has a house. Where did He Lin Yuhan settle down? It must still be Zhonghai, otherwise the two adults probably won't agree. It's too noisy to live in, find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and the riverside is good.

Child...... It's too far away.

It's been almost 20 years in this life, what have you done?

Needless to say, before high school, pretending to be naïve, pretending to be pure, and studying...... Finally became an adult.

From the beginning of a girl's suicide incident to step into the academic world, one by one works came at hand, chaotic and unplanned, because they are all good works.

Come and put on a vest water forum......

Shen Zhe was suddenly stunned for a moment, remembering something. "There's also a eunuch's work. ”

The Legend of Wukong

In order to test whether Chinese young people can accept online novels, they chose this classic short story, and before they could enter after only two chapters, the editor came to talk about things, and the post quickly disappeared.

At that time, I didn't know much about the copyright system of the couplet, but later I realized that it was not appropriate to publish the book for free on the Internet, so I forgot about it.

"How can you miss the Legend of Wukong!"

There is also Lin Yuhan's complaint about the unsatisfactory emotional drama in the book, and he will do these two things during this month's vacation.

Campus Feelings "In Those Years, The Girl We Chased Together"

Internet Feelings "The First Intimate Contact"

There is also the urban relationship "Days with the Flight Attendant", the savage and gentle Ran Jing, the silly otaku Lu Fei, Lin Yuhan must be satisfied.

It's just that the number of words is a little more, and some of them are busy.

It's not possible to serialize on the Internet.,Magazine serialization doesn't seem to be needed.,Don't grab the page with others for your own magazine.,The whole book is finished and published.。

Anyway, the weather was cold, so I just hid at home to finish these two books.

The domineering Uncle Wei Hu should be very happy.

Boredom, even the advertising words thought of a love trilogy for Zhongli's marketing department

Breathing slowly, Shen Zhe fell asleep again. (To be continued.) )