Why do you feel so embarrassed when you read your own text? Could it be that I wrote very badly?

Wen Jiali reached out and rubbed the back of her neck, then shook her head and relaxed her neck.

"Whatever, finish it first." Wen Jiali always feels that at the beginning of a novel, a small world is formed.

If you don't finish it, the world will always be at a standstill, as if time has stopped.

I don't know if it was because of the difficulty at the beginning, or because of inspiration, Wen Jiali sat in front of the computer and wrote until the evening.

Wu Meiyun came over to take a look at her during this period, and saw that she was still serious about this thing, so she didn't go in to disturb her, but closed her door and quietly went into the kitchen to make dinner.

After writing 10,000 words, Wen Jiali finally felt a little pause in her fingers, so she planned to get up and exercise.

Then she found out that her mother had already cooked the meal.

"Wow! Mom, you deserve praise today. Wen Jiali said happily and sat down at the dinner table.

"Don't serve food, don't hold chopsticks, just sit like this, who are you going to let serve you." Wu Meiyun turned around and said.

"But when I cook, I call you only when I serve the meal and set the tableware." Wen Jiali muttered quietly, but her body was very sensitive to get up and serve rice.

"It's delicious, my mother's cooking is the best in the world." Wen Jiali patted the rainbow fart.

"Now I know that I am the best in the world, and my cooking has always been so delicious." Wu Meiyun is not modest at all.

In her words, when you are humble, the food will be cold.

"Since mom is so good, I'll give you a gift." Wen Jiali took out her mobile phone and sent the tickets for the opera to Wu Meiyun.

"What?" Wu Meiyun saw that her bracelet was lit up, so she clicked it.

Wu Meiyun's bracelet is just an ordinary bracelet, but it can be waterproof, it can also be positioned, and it can also be connected to a mobile phone. It can not only display the information on the mobile phone, but also detect the physical condition of the wearer, and call the police and ambulance for the owner in case of danger.

Almost everyone has it, and Wen Jiali used to have it.

It's just that she thinks the bracelet is too eye-catching, so she replaced it with a ring, which is used to locate and connect to the mobile phone alarm, but now she has both the bracelet and the ring.

Wu Meiyun, who saw the ticket on the bracelet, was a little surprised, she raised her head and looked at Wen Jiali suspiciously, and asked:

"Why are you going to the opera all of a sudden?"

"I just heard that it's pretty good, so I'll take you to see it, do you like it?" Wen Jiali asked.

"It's okay, I've been to see it with your dad before, and your dad is in high spirits every time, but as soon as I hear those opera singers screaming, I want to cover my ears." Wu Meiyun said that she was not very cold.

Wen Jiali looked at her expression and suddenly remembered that her father was a literary man. But her mother is a "straight man of steel", and she doesn't feel any beautiful jewelry and clothes, and she is not interested in art or anything.

Thinking of this, Wen Jiali felt that her five tones were incomplete, her limbs were uncoordinated, and she had no concept of beauty.

Pity her father is literary and sensitive,......... Well, the sensitive and fragile is with her dad.

In fact, Wen Jiali is also very curious, how did her father, who is such a delicate person and so literary, fall in love with her mother, a "straight man" with five big and three thick?

"Didn't my dad say you don't understand art or appreciation?" Wen Jiali asked curiously.

Although she especially likes to ask her mother about them, she always feels that she can never ask enough, and Wu Meiyun can tell her new things every time.

"Your dad doesn't care about this, his biggest advantage is that he is generous, open-minded, and good-looking, very similar to your grandfather." Wu Meiyun said with some nostalgia.

"Then my grandfather is also a handsome guy?" Wen Jiali asked curiously.

"That's right, your grandfather is our famous "little white face", just good-looking! When I was a child, I wondered why he finally fell in love with your grandmother.

Although your grandmother is not ugly, she is an ordinary person and has no talent. Wu Meiyun usually talks to Wen Jiali like this, as if she is chatting with her best friend.

Wen Jiali grinned when she heard this, because she had thought about this sentence many times, but she had never said it. Unexpectedly, their family is all ordinary women and good-looking men.

"Is Grandpa very talented?" Wen Jiali asked.

"Well, your grandfather can write poems and lyrics, and he is a very literary person. It's just bad luck to be born in that era. Wu Meiyun said with some regret.

Wen Jiali didn't continue to dig into the bottom of this when she heard this, because she knew that in her mother's heart, the most memorable person might not be her father, but her grandfather.

It seems that because of the death of my grandfather, my mother has a lot of resentment, so I don't want to mention it.

When her father was there, he never took the initiative to mention her grandfather, it was always her mother who said it, and he just listened.

"Then you think of your grandfather when you see your father, right?" Wen Jiali felt that Wu Meiyun was looking for her grandfather.

"Why, I didn't feel this way at the time, but after getting along for a long time, I found out that he was a little similar to your grandfather. But it's not very similar anymore, your grandfather has a more proud personality, but he is easy to trust people.

Although your dad seems to be gentle and has a relatively modest personality, he is not so easy to trust people. He is a very suitable person to live. ”

"Then you got married just to get by!" Wen Jiali was a little disappointed, she thought her parents were because of love.

"Nonsense, if you get married, you don't have to live. But I'm not saying that he got married just after a lifetime. You must know that your father and I were both in our thirties when we met, and we would have gotten married long ago if we wanted to make do with it. Wu Meiyun chewed slowly after taking a bite of food.

Wen Jiali looked at her mother and felt that she should have been a lovely girl when she was young, after all, she is now a lovely little old lady.

Although Wu Meiyun is over sixty years old, she is very healthy and her figure is not excessively deformed, which is also due to the fact that she has never done heavy work.

In addition, she is very thin, but her face is fleshy, so she looks much younger than her actual age.

"Then you are true love."

"What is true love and false love, after getting along for so long, there will always be feelings. And being with someone with the right personality will indeed make you happier and happier.

You'll get it later. Wu Meiyun didn't plan to say any more.

"Who knows." Wen Jiali was a little lacking in confidence.

But Wu Meiyun did not encourage and said that there would definitely be.

Because she knew that when a girl was young, she would be affected by some facts that had already happened and become suspicious.

Although there is nothing particularly bad about their family, but the Internet is so developed, they often see some negative news and are afraid to accept it.

But it's nothing, when fate arrives or you want to open it, you will naturally have happiness to find your door.

You must know that before meeting Wen Jiali's father, Wu Meiyun always thought that she would die alone.