"His uncle, tomorrow Lao Jiang will be born, Xiao Dongfei will set up a few tables in Jinbo, and he will show off just a few dollars by writing novels, I also say him, but he is also a heart, your whole family will come over." Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

What novel does Xiaodong write? I don't know very well, it seems to be called the big demon monkey, at what starting point Chinese network is written, clicks tens of millions. I couldn't believe it at first, I can get hundreds of thousands of dollars a month for writing novels online? Nowadays, young people like to be incomprehensible...... I must come, we haven't seen each other in a long time......"

"Uncle Xiaodong, let's celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival together, Xiaodong is back, and he is clamoring to give me a fifty birthday, where do you say that we ordinary people have a big birthday, this kid, he has a nickname on the Internet and dragged it up.

What is Xiaodong's name? This kid used to be bad at playing the guitar, and he participated in a singing competition with his friends, so he became a little famous, and he has 20 million followers on Weibo...... What's the use of having more fans, it's not as profitable as the novels he wrote.

If you don't talk about this, you must come, Jimbo. ”

Mom and Dad are calling their relatives.

Jiang Xiaodong listened to the black lines all over his head.

He also said that he was sneering, and now he was going to notify all his relatives?

When did he say that he was going to have a big feast, and besides, the family's birthdays are all virtual years, and the fiftieth birthday passed last year, right?

"Brother, I now understand where you inherited the virtues of Aixian."

Jiang Xue teased on the side.

Jiang Xiaodong: "......"

In fact, he understands his parents very well, and is eager to let the world know that his son has a promising mind.

When he was a child, he was very smart, he didn't have to work hard in elementary and junior high school, and he was admitted to the best middle school in the city in high school, or an experimental class, his parents were proud, and his relatives often took him as a role model for the children in the family.

But after high school, because of his obsession with novels, his grades plummeted, and he only took two books in the college entrance examination, ranking first in the class.

Since then, the image of his other family's children has collapsed.

Although it will not fall into the ground, when relatives and parents mention him briefly, they will be contemptuous and critical intentionally or unintentionally, perhaps because their children were pressed out of anger in the past.

is not a wealthy family, and the pride that parents can get comes from Xiaoxue and the two of them.

Xiaoxue was admitted to Beiying, which can be regarded as a famous school, and her future will not be worried.

My parents are most worried about him, he has no ability and no good education, and he has to spend a year pursuing his dream and writing a novel after graduation.

Although they said they were supportive, they were still very disappointed in their hearts, after all, in their eyes, writing novels was not a legitimate profession and had no interest.

Relatives also laughed at him for coming nonsense, and said that his parents promised him to pursue his dreams because he was spoiled.

In the past few years, I have indeed embarrassed my parents.

Now it's a small achievement, but they have to let them out of this sulking.

"Dad, tomorrow I will charter the private room on the top floor of Jinbo for your birthday!"

Jiang Xiaodong said emotionally.

Syllable!

Dad's slippers flew like electricity.

"You've got a lot of money to burn!"

The next day, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The best hotel in Qinghe City, a landmark building, an electronic banner on the head of Jinbo Building reads:

"Warmly celebrate Mr. Jiangshan's 50th birthday, Jinbo Hotel wishes Mr. Jiangshan a long and healthy life and a happy family!"

In the banquet hall on the second floor, Jiang Xiaodong's uncle, uncle, second uncle, aunt, and aunt were all present, and the atmosphere was lively.

"Xiaodong is really good, I asked his cousin to search the Internet for that novel, and I heard that one or two million people read it, my good girl, it's amazing, a big writer."

"I also watched what kind of singer is among the people, and even Li Zongming praised Xiaodong for playing the guitar well, which is really amazing."

"Second brother, you two have cultivated a good son, unlike my Jianghai, who likes to be a civil servant after taking the exam."

At the banquet, several elders praised their parents from ear to ear.

"Cousin, I've watched your show, you must be very familiar with Ni Caiqing, can you help me get a photo of her autograph, many people in my class like her."

At the other table, cousin Li Ruolan held Jiang Xiaodong's arm and said very enthusiastically.

Ni Caiqing?

Ripe!

One is enough, how many people in your class like her, I will give one each.

"Brother, the big demon monkey was really written by you, it's so good-looking, that, can you pass the novel to me, it's expensive on the Internet."

Cousin Jiang He also squeezed over and said that he is now in junior high school and likes to read novels.

Expensive?

Young man, you don't know that you can search for pirated copies on the Internet, you're a good boy, I'll send you a red envelope, take it to read a book, support the genuine version!

"Brother, don't post it in the group, Li Cheng's hand is too fast!"

Jiang He cried with a sad face, and his cousin Li Cheng on the side crooked his mouth.

"Cousin, you are so rich that you actually gave out a red envelope of 100 yuan."

As soon as these words came out, a group of cousins, cousins, cousins and cousins who bowed their heads and played with their mobile phones all looked at Jiang Xiaodong in unison.

"Cousin, you've made a lot of money, you have to give out red envelopes."

"It's still a big star, you can't be stingy."

"If you don't send me a red envelope, I'll post your ugly photos online."

Jiang Xiaodong: "......"

"Okay, send out red envelopes, 100 yuan, 10 bags, get ready."

Not only the younger brothers and sisters, Jiang Xue, but also several aunts and aunts silently took out their mobile phones.

"Wait, the WiFi here is not good, I'll change to 4G network."

"Brother, send it!"

"It's sent, I'll grab it!"

"Yay, twenty-five!"

"Ten pieces."

"Five points!!"

"Brother, you still rob it yourself, or the king of luck! Relapse! ”

"Reissue!"

……

It wasn't until the hotel was served that Jiang Xiaodong stopped, and at this time it had already sent out thousands of yuan.

But today he was surprisingly lucky, and he snatched half of the one he sent out, and it felt more than earning tens of thousands.

"Xiaodong is really generous, I'm afraid this table of dishes will be thousands of years bigger."

"People are getting hundreds of thousands a month now, what is this."

"Our Lao Jiang family is Xiaodong."

"I see, we Qinghe are going to count Xiaodong."

During the meal, the elders praised even more, after all, each of them grabbed a lot of red envelopes.

"You're all about to praise Xiaodong to the sky, he is just lucky."

Dad said with a smile.

He ate very happily at this meal, and he rarely drank alcohol, but he actually drank half a catty, and his whole face was red.

After eating, relatives began to rub mahjong and chat.

Jiang Xiaodong accompanied his father to smoke in the corridor.

"It's better, better than your father."

Dad drunkenly put his hand on Jiang Xiaodong's shoulder, with a smile on his face.

Jiang Xiaodong didn't come out and trembled.

Their father and son have never been so close, and their father is so proud that he will say that he is better than him.

Looking at his father's face, which was no longer young, and he already had gray hair, Jiang Xiaodong felt a little sad, his father was old.

"Dad, I'll be more productive in the future."