Ah Hui showed an embarrassed expression on his face: "That landlady doesn't seem to like me very much, she is polite to your brother Ling, and always squints at me, probably looking at me like a subordinate." If I go to borrow it, she may not lend it to me. ”

"I can't do this little thing, forget it, I'll borrow it." Fu Xinghan stood up and stretched.

"Idiot, are you okay? I don't think she looks at you well. Ah Hui felt that even if he was a drama idiot, the landlady might not be willing to buy his face, and among the four people, maybe only Ling Yunpeng came forward, and the landlady was willing to borrow it.

"Is there a woman I can't handle?" Fu Xinghan winked at Ah Hui and Qin Shouyi: "It's a matter of getting caught." ”

Fu Xinghan straightened his hair, then found a decent-looking suit to put on, and walked downstairs.

The three of them looked at Fu Xinghan's departing back in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Fu Xinghan ran downstairs and knocked on the door, and after a while, the door opened, and the landlady looked at Fu Xinghan vigilantly: "Do you have anything to do with me?" ”

"Hello, landlady, I am the tenant upstairs, my surname is Xiao, Xiao Jianping, and I am a writer. I'm working on a novel right now, and I'm looking for a prototype character, so I'm going to take the liberty of making a small talk with you today, can you think it? Fu Xinghan bowed politely to the landlady.

"Yes, you can. Please come in, please come in. When Mrs. Wu heard that she was a writer, and she wanted to chat with herself, and she used herself as the prototype character to create, she was immediately flattered, and hurriedly invited Fu Xinghan into the house.

Mrs. Wu tidied up her hairstyle and pulled her clothes, as if she was going to take pictures, her face was full of red light.

"Mrs. Landlady, I have taken such liberty to come to the door and not disturb you, shall I?" Fu Xinghan said a few more polite words to the landlady.

"Don't bother, don't bother, Mr. Xiao, please have tea." Mrs. Wu hurriedly made Fu Xinghan a cup of good Longjing tea: "Don't be so polite, it's good to call me Mrs. Wu, I didn't expect that I could have a writer here." ”

"Mrs. Wu is modest, and the poetry is cloudy: Fengxiang is not a thousand people. If it weren't for your Mrs. Wu, the feng shui treasure here and the myriad weather, I wouldn't have been able to stay here. ”

When Mrs. Wu saw that Fu Xinghan had a chapter, and praised her here as like a cave in Yaochi, she was overjoyed, and a feeling of admiration arose: "Mr. Xiao is really a good learner, and his export is a chapter." ”

"I have won awards, Mrs. Wu, if I involve some privacy issues in the process of interviewing you, don't be surprised, you can not answer."

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't have anything very private, I'm a widow, my husband died three years ago, leaving me these houses, and I live on the rent here." Before Mrs. Wu could ask Fu Xinghan's question, she started talking by herself.

"It seems that Mr. Wu was very discerning during his lifetime, and he should be very wealthy to be able to buy so many properties in this area at once, right?"

"Yes, my husband's family used to be quite rich, and he opened a few factories, but then the Japanese came, and they were all in vain, either blown up, or shut down, and went out of business, and it was difficult to do business. Let me tell you, this area is full of foreigners and celebrities, and it seems that a house built by a famous architect named Hudak, so the Japanese don't dare to go too wild here, and we also call it lucky. ”

"Yes, yes, Mr. Wu has a unique vision." Xiao Jianping looked around: "Does Mrs. Wu have no children?" I didn't seem to hear the child's voice. ”

"I haven't had a child myself, but my sister has given me her daughter, who is now in a church school, a boarding school, and comes back once a week, and when she comes back this weekend, I'll introduce you to you. Although the little girl was only eight years old, she was quite intelligent and liked to read, especially literature. The landlady is busy trying to introduce her adopted daughter to Fu Xinghan, and if she can become a writer, this is an excellent opportunity to raise her worth, and it is also the capital to show off in the little sister in the future.

"Okay, okay, I also love meeting kids who love literature." Fu Xinghan nodded again and again, and agreed with the boat.

"Then Mr. Xiao, let me ask, what is the story of this novel you want to create?" The landlady asked curiously.

"Oh, I initially planned to write a book about the fate of Chinese women in the changing times, something like 'Anna Karenina'."

When Mrs. Wu heard this, she was dumbfounded: "Mr. Xiao, is what you said true?" ”

"Of course, the fate of Chinese women has been suppressed, exploited, and enslaved for thousands of years, so Chinese women have always lived at the bottom of society, but they also have joys, sorrows, and sorrows, as well as seven emotions and six desires, and they will also have times of awakening, so I want to interview a series of women to understand their thoughts and emotions, so as to reveal the deepest things of human nature." Fu Xinghan's mouth was like a river, and his spit was splashing.

"Mr. Xiao, you are amazing." Mrs. Wu instantly felt that Fu Xinghan's image was very tall.

"I'm going to go to the literary salon tomorrow to meet a few friends and discuss about literary creation, hoping to hit the spark of thought." Xiao Jianping continued to fool Mrs. Wu without changing his color and heartbeat: "Oh, by the way, Mrs. Wu, I want to ask, do you have an iron here?" ”

"Yes, yes, do you want to use it?"

"yes, I'm not going to meet a friend tomorrow, I want to iron those suits."

"Okay, okay." Mrs. Wu got up and took out the iron: "Oh, I see that you are not very good at ironing clothes as a big man, you might as well bring it over, and I will help you iron." ”

Mrs. Wu volunteered to help Fu Xinghan iron his clothes, which made Fu Xinghan overjoyed: "How embarrassing is this, you and I meet in Pingshui, you are so polite." ”

"What's the point of ironing a few clothes, Mr. Xiao, if you want to iron clothes in the future, just come to me." Mrs. Wu said cheerfully.

"Okay, it's better to be respectful, I'll go and take off my clothes."

Fu Xinghan Dengden ascended the stairs and knocked on the door.

"Idiot, what about the iron, didn't you say it's a piece of cake, I went for so long, and I still returned empty-handed." Ah Hui glanced at Fu Xinghan with disdain.

Ling Yunpeng and Qin Shouyi were also laughing on the side.

"Ah Hui, put all those suits into a suitcase." Fu Xinghan didn't explain, and directly ordered Ah Hui.

"What are you doing?" Ah Hui looked at Fu Xinghan in a daze.

"Don't ask so much, gather all the clothes that are going to be ironed."

Ah Hui didn't know what Fu Xinghan wanted to do, so he muttered while tidying up: "What kind of moth did you come up with?" ”

Ah Hui handed over a box of clothes to Fu Xinghan, Fu Xinghan took it and raised his eyebrows proudly: "The landlady is so enthusiastic, if she has to help me iron my clothes, I can't stop it." Brothers, I'll come as long as I go. ”

After Fu Xinghan finished speaking, he turned around and went downstairs with a box of clothes, and the remaining three people looked at each other speechlessly dumbfounded.

"Is this drama idiot really so charming?" Ah Hui scratched his head in confusion.