Wang Xiaoyana and Li Xueye, who were usually clumsy and busy for an hour or two, could clean up the small shop, but in Lin Luo's hands, in less than half an hour, it was already in order, and the windows were bright and clean. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Luo also took out a high chair in the utility room and wiped it clean, used it as a temporary desk, found a few small stools, tried a few times, and finally picked out the most comfortable small stool and put it in front of the high chair.

"Lolo, what are you doing here?" Wang Xiaoyana asked suspiciously.

Lin Luo put Wang Xiaoyana's laptop on the high chair, made another cup of oolong tea and put it next to him, and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, you can write a novel here!" There are few guests at this time, and I am enough to deal with it alone. ”

It turned out to be for myself!

Wang Xiaoyana felt a warm heart - from childhood to adulthood, Lin Luo was the only one who could be so considerate of himself!

The winter sun is just right, obliquely shining into the shop, obliquely shining on Lin Luo, who is looking at him with a light smile, the warm sunlight for her tall and tall inlaid with a layer of gold edges, like a goddess, which makes people feel excited.

"It doesn't matter if you write a novel—" Wang said.

"How can it not matter?" Lin Luo looked serious, "Brother-in-law, writing is your career, as for the bubble tea shop, it's just a means of survival for us to talk about for a living, you must not lose a lot of money, okay, okay, come and write!" ”

This is not the idea of Wang Hinayana in his bones! It's just that in front of a large number of well-wishers who persuade him to be pragmatic, he himself is embarrassed to insist on this unprofitable ideal!

"Hmm." Wang Xiaoyana obediently sat in front of the "desk" prepared for him by Lin Luo, drank a cup of mellow tea, typed the words of the two actions, and only felt that happiness was like the sweet water in the spring, bubbling out.

"Brother-in-law, what are you writing now?" In between Wang Xiaoyana stopping to drink water, Lin Luo asked with a smile.

"It's a secret." Wang Xiaoyana said with a smile.

How could he tell her that the name of his novel was "Possession License"! How can she know the secret of her possession license! How could she know that the words she was typing at this time were related to her......

"Okay. I won't inquire. Lin Luo smiled understandingly, "I know that there are many people who write things with special habits, such as some people like to write in the dead of night, and some people like to write when they are slightly drunk, and brother-in-law, you obviously like to write secretly, hehe......

She's really right, she's writing it secretly!

"Lolo, do you have a favorite text?" Looking at the charming smiling face and listening to the moving voice, Wang Xiaoyana simply held the teacup and chatted with her while drinking.

"Favorite, well......" Lin Luo thought for a moment and said, "My favorite is Yi Xianqin's "Song of Striking Kik": make at sunrise, rest at sunset, dig wells and drink, plough fields and eat-"

"What is Dili to me!" Without waiting for Lin Luo to finish speaking, Wang Xiaoyana directly said the last sentence of the poem.

"Brother-in-law also likes this ancient poem?" Lin Luo's eyes were shining.

"I don't like it!" This ancient poem was once Wang Hinayana's ideal in life.

When he was studying at a third-rate university where even the subsidies for poor students had to be obtained through the back door with the teacher, Wang Xiaoyana longed for the life in this poem more than once.

After graduating from university, Wang Xiaoyana originally tried several jobs hard.

After less than a month of working in the first job, the leader fired him, and the evaluation of him behind him was: "Elm pimple piece, don't open up!" ”

The real reason is that the leader in his fifties is obsessed with a beautiful female colleague, and the female colleague and Wang Xiaoyana are in the same batch of people who entered the unit. The leader made several appointments with female colleagues, but the astute female colleagues all excused themselves. Later, the leader thought of a way to make an appointment with all of them, which was called the "welcome banquet for newcomers".

During the banquet, the leader repeatedly poured the beautiful female colleague to drink, and the female colleague was already drunk in less than half of the banquet.

Under the hint of the leader, the rest of the newcomers all found an excuse to go first, only Wang Xiaoyana's ass seemed to grow on a stool, no matter how the leader hinted at him, he just didn't move.

"Wang Xiaoyana, you stay and eat slowly, I have a car, send her home first." The leader's arm wrapped around the waist of the female colleague, and his hand had reached her chest, and despite her struggles, he pressed it tightly, dragging her to his car like an eagle catching a bird.

"Leader, let's send it together!"

"No, you don't."

"I'm fine anyway, it's inconvenient for you to be alone."

"No!"

……

In the end, the leader had changed his face, but Wang Xiaoyana still squeezed into his car with a dead face.

The leader had no choice but to send the drunk female colleague home with the full accompaniment of Wang Xiaoyana.

"I still have something to do, you can take a taxi back by yourself!" When he came out of the female colleague's house, the leader didn't even bother to look at Wang Xiaoyana again, left him, and drove away by himself.

The next day, Wang Xiaoyana received a notice that the newcomer was unqualified during the probationary period......

After receiving reports from the public, Wang Xiaoyana spent nearly two weeks in front of a chemical plant that maliciously discharged pollution, finally photographed evidence of their violation, and then stayed up all night to write a documentary report...... However, when it came time to press time, the editor-in-chief only said, "This is my cousin's factory, raise your noble hand", and killed his manuscript! After something similar happened a few more times, Wang Xiaoyana resigned angrily.

……

The jobs of modern society have either abandoned him or been abandoned by him.

In the end, he chose the profession of an online writer.

He imagined himself as the old peasant in "The Song of Hitting the Kik", farming and eating by himself, digging his own wells and draught, self-sufficient, even if he is the emperor who has the power of the world, what can he do to me!

Once upon a time, he talked about this ancient poem with a group of friends who drank and meat, and they were at a loss: What kind of broken poem is this? Who wrote it?

Once upon a time, he and Lin Qing mentioned the life in the poem, and Lin Qing sneered: Then you go to farm, go, go!

Since then, this poem has been buried in his heart and never mentioned to anyone again......

But it turned out that the bosom friend was in front of him!

"Brother-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Lin Luo was a little embarrassed when he saw Wang Xiaoyana staring at him stupidly, smiled and lowered his head.

"Oh. It's almost noon. I'm going to buy food! Wang Hinayana looked at him left and right.

"No, I don't. The food they sell is expensive and unhealthy. Lin Luo took out a small exquisite rice cooker from the bag he brought and said, "I saw it in the small shop at the entrance of the company yesterday, I also bought green vegetable noodles, I will cook some simple meals for us at noon, and it will be fine soon!" ”

Wang Xiaoyana didn't have the heart to write anymore, so he turned off the computer and accompanied Lin Luo to clean the inner liner of the new rice cooker, boil water, pick vegetables and peel green onions.

Because of the lack of tools, Lin Luo could only use a fruit knife to cut these vegetables into neat pieces.

"Be careful! Don't cut your hands! Looking at Lin Luo's slender ten fingers like green onions, Wang Xiaoyana who was standing next to him reminded him again and again.

"How can I be that stupid." Lin Rogge smiled and quickly completed all the preparations.