"Ranran, tonight the aunt invited us to be a guest, you prepare, at half past five, let's go." Ji's mother said to "Ji Ran".

"Going to the right house? There was no time. Xie Yuxin refused without thinking about it.

"You kid, you are all from the township, people specially invited us, if you don't go, it will be too shameful to give people face, right? Just go over and sit down, don't be so stubborn. Ji's mother persuaded "Ji Ran".

"Oops, it's okay, it's annoying." Xie Yuxin rolled her eyes impatiently, slammed the door, and went back to the house.

Mother Ji looked at "Ji Ran" and suddenly lost her temper, and some of the second monks were confused, "This is so good, what kind of temper is it?" ”

"Okay, maybe the child is in a bad mood, don't talk about her." Ji's father stepped forward, took the broom from Ji's mother's hand, and cleaned up.

In the evening, under the urging of Ji's mother again, Xie Yuxin reluctantly followed Ji's father and Ji's mother to Chen Meifeng's house at the opposite door.

"Aunt Chen, I'm causing you trouble again." Mother Ji walked into the living room and said politely to Chen Meifeng.

"Oh, where did my sister-in-law say? You're already very happy to be a guest, and we can't ask for this kind of trouble. Chen Meifeng said with a smile, and then shouted towards the back room: "Zidong? Zidong? Guests are coming, come out and pour tea. ”

"Hey, here we are." Lin Zidong carefully combed in front of the mirror, and after confirming that there was no flaw, he ran out of the room in a hurry.

"Uncle, aunt, Xiao Ran." Lin Zidong shouted politely, and when he shouted Xiao Ran, his eyes couldn't help but freeze on "Xiao Ran's" face for a moment.

Xiao Ran is so beautiful, no matter which angle you look at, she is so perfect.

It's just that at this time, Xie Yuxin was looking down and playing with her mobile phone, and she didn't even look up at him, which made Lin Zidong feel a little lost.

"Yet... And yet... People say hello to you, stop playing. Ji's mother reminded on the side.

Xie Yuxin frowned impatiently, glanced up casually, and then lowered his head and played with his mobile phone.

She has no interest in Lin Zidong at all, strictly speaking, she hates it.

"Ji Ran" sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone, and did not respond to Lin Zidong's shouting and warmth, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Originally, Lin Zidong was a little nervous when he saw "Ji Ran", but now "Ji Ran" is so cold and ignores him, which makes Lin Zidong even more embarrassed.

"Zidong, ignore her, she's in a bad mood today, don't be surprised." Seeing this, Mother Ji hurriedly smiled and became enlightened.

"Oh, it's okay, everyone has a bad mood, it doesn't matter." Lin Zidong said with a smile.

"Zidong, I heard that you are writing at home? What are you writing about? Writing for a newspaper or contributing to a magazine? Ji's father asked with great interest, he didn't see this young man on the other side of the door on weekdays, usually his mother went in and out, occasionally when his mother was not there, he called takeout, and every time the takeaway was delivered to his door, and then he was troublesome to open the door, and he actually dug a hole in the door, and the takeaway came later, and he didn't even have to open the door, and he sent the takeaway directly from the small hole to the end.

Once Lin Zidong's mother went out on a trip, for more than ten days, he didn't go out once, and when his mother came back to clean up the room, there were ten big bags of garbage alone, which was really strange.

Father Ji watched Lin Zidong stay at home alone all day long, and he didn't go out to work, but where did he get the money?

Is it given?

Or is it really possible to make money by creating at home?

"Hehe, no, I write on a literary website, update a certain number of words on time every day, and then rely on readers' subscriptions to eat." Lin Zidong explained with a smile.

"Oh, it's an online writer, huh? I've heard that it seems that web writers are very profitable, right? I used to watch an entertainment show, there are four online writers, who are about the same age as you, and they all seem to make a lot of money, and there is a man named Tang Sanshao who earns tens of millions a year, isn't it? Father Ji seemed to know something, and looked at Lin Zidong with great interest and asked.

When Lin Zidong heard this, he was shocked into a cold sweat.

Although they are all called Internet writers, there is still a big difference, the three young people of the Tang family are called the supreme gods, the pinnacle-level gods, but compared to Lin Zidong and others, it can only be regarded as a small street, where is this comparable?

Moreover, it is said that the annual salary of the third young man of the Tang family has already exceeded 100 million, and Ji's father's cognition is obviously still at the level of seven or eight years ago.

"Hehe, uncle, it's not like this, those you are talking about are Internet gods, they are the leaders in the online literature industry, the top writers, but I'm not, I'm just an ordinary Internet writer, no, strictly speaking, it should be regarded as an Internet writer, and it hasn't reached the level of a writer." Lin Zidong smiled shyly and said embarrassedly.

When Xie Yuxin heard Lin Zidong say this, she felt that he was still saying a human thing, and looked up at him.

In recent years, some people are not at a good level, but they open and close their mouths to talk about writers, just like writers and Meituan's delivery brothers, so easy to be, in fact, there are only a handful of people who can really be called writers, as far as the current online literature circle is concerned, among the millions of writers, there are actually only one or two thousand people who can really be called writers.

Like leek shells and Nalan Ruyu, they are basically big streets, and they will blush when they say that they are writers, not to mention Lin Zidong, who is even more street-fighting.

"Oh, it's okay, you're still young, work harder, and you'll catch up sooner or later." Father Ji smiled and encouraged.

Lin Zidong smiled, but he was very weak in his heart, he wanted to catch up with the three young men of the Tang family?

What kind of international jokes?

That kind of god-level author, only one in a hundred years, want to catch up with him? Not much less difficult than catching up with a rocket.

"Zidong, come, serve the food." Not long after, Chen Meifeng's voice came from the kitchen.

Lin Zidong answered and went to the kitchen.

"Turn on the wine, pour it for Xiao Ran's father first, and you drink it first." Chen Meifeng took out a bottle of good wine and said.

When Lin Zidong saw this wine, his brows furrowed.

"Mom, it's the first time people come to our house as guests, how can they use this kind of wine to entertain people? What about the former Moutai? Lin Zidong looked at Chen Meifeng and asked.

"Those Moutai are genuine, and they are going to be given to your mother-in-law in the future, you drink it at this time, what will you give it in the future? That wine is so expensive, a bottle costs tens of thousands. Chen Meifeng glared at Lin Zidong and said.

"Oh, don't be verbose, where is Moutai?" Lin Zidong asked with a frown.

Just when the mother and son were arguing, Ji's mother walked to the door, "Aunt Chen, don't make too many dishes, you can't eat it, just make some of it." ”

Seeing Ji's mother coming, Chen Meifeng smiled and shook her head, "No, it's just home-cooked food." ”

"Where's the wine?" Lin Zidong asked again.

Chen Meifeng was embarrassed to refuse in front of Ji's mother, so she had to take the Moutai out of the cupboard.

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